On the other side, Veronica was experiencing the greatest crisis of her life.
She lay flat on the back of the Nether Spirit Leopard, her hands tightly encircling the leopard’s neck.
Not far behind, a Six-winged Angel emitting golden light was hot on their trail, each wing flap accompanied by dazzling Holy Light.
"Miss Veronica!" The Nether Spirit Leopard’s voice was full of helplessness, its agile body swiftly weaving through the dense forest, "I clearly warned you not to provoke that Angel!"
Things could have gone smoothly!
They had already found the treasure left by Veronica’s grandfather and could have safely left the Secret Realm.
But the lady wanted to continue exploring the depths of the Secret Realm out of curiosity.
As a result, they stumbled upon Miller who had just entered the Secret Realm.
At that moment, the Nether Spirit Leopard sensed danger—
The pressure emitted by the Angel far exceeded the ordinary, certainly an Extraordinary Level entity.
Just as she planned to quietly retreat with her master, Veronica stepped forward and asked:
"Do you want to be my Guardian Beast?"
Miller originally intended to spare this ignorant human, but didn’t expect such provocation.
As one of the top races in this world, how could the Angel Race stoop to being a human’s Guardian Beast?
"You’re courting death!"
The Nether Spirit Leopard reacted quickly, grabbing Veronica by the collar to flee as Miller’s anger exploded.
This completely infuriated the proud Angel—
Since birth, no one had ever escaped his grasp.
Observing their escape toward the center of the Secret Realm.
This was exactly to Miller’s advantage.
His destination was precisely the center of the Secret Realm.
"Leopard, I know I was wrong! Next time I’ll definitely listen to you! I just... wanted to find a powerful Guardian Beast before reaching the Extraordinary Level!"
The Nether Spirit Leopard shook her head helplessly.
Although knowing it was an excuse, she couldn’t blame her.
As the heir of the Verlo Clan, would Veronica truly worry about her contract Guardian Beast?
The family already had specialists arranging everything for her.
But it’s too late for blame.
Dodging another attack from behind, the Nether Spirit Leopard increased her speed.
If it were an ordinary Guardian Beast at the Awakening Stage, being pursued by this Extraordinary Level Angel, they would have long met their end.
But she actively signed a contract with Veronica, which only allowed her level to be Awakened Tier Nine.
Therefore, relying on many years of combat experience and the Nether Spirit Leopard’s speed, she barely managed to increase the distance between herself and the Angel.
"Miss, hold on tight!"
A hint of resolve flashed through the Nether Spirit Leopard’s pupils, muscles tensed, speed increased by another third.
Veronica tightened her embrace around the leopard’s neck, the rushing wind making her long hair whip furiously.
Suddenly, the outline of a majestic city appeared on the horizon.
Seeing the city, joy flashed in the leopard’s eyes.
"A city means life, they can surely hold the Angel off for a while."
However.
Veronica hesitated upon seeing the city.
"Wait! Leopard, aren’t they innocent...?"
The angel’s ability to force the leopard to such an extent meant...
The angel’s power was extremely strong!
Their choice to rush into the city could very likely bring disaster to it.
But the leopard’s steps didn’t slow, her voice more serious than ever:
"Miss, you will inherit the Verlo Clan someday, you must learn to make decisive decisions at critical moments."
"But we clearly have means for preserving our lives..."
"Miss!" The leopard interrupted firmly, her tone strict like an elder, "Those trump cards come at a cost. Since there’s a chance to avoid it, why waste them unnecessarily?"
Without giving Veronica time to think, the leopard dashed straight toward the Holy City.
At that moment, the Beastman Race, having just finished a battle, noticed something unusual.
"Quick, look at the sky! What’s that? A new Demon Race?"
"No... No, it’s not the Demon Race, seems like it’s the Angel Race!"
"Angel Race? Could it be the Prophets’ companion?"
Just then, Veronica riding on the leopard entered their sight.
The leading Beastman Captain abruptly narrowed his pupils:
"No, the angel is chasing down those ahead! Wait... That looks like another Prophet!"
"All forces prepare!"
The barrier opened a gap, allowing the leopard to leap through and land securely inside the city with Veronica.
Before they could catch their breath, a group of fully armed Beastmen surrounded them...
Not in threat, but for protection!
Veronica blinked and pointed to herself in disbelief when she heard the Beastmen call her "Prophet":
"Me?"
The leopard also perked her ears in confusion.
After entering the Secret Realm, they headed straight for their goal, completely unaware of what had transpired within the realm over the period.
Outside the city.
Miller hovered above the Holy City.
He looked down upon the rising protective barrier with a contemptuous smirk.
This level of barrier.
"Ha, typical natives!"
Just as he planned to crush the barrier effortlessly, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura in the air.
"This aura..."
His pupils contracted to a needlepoint.
"The aura of the Blazing Angels Race?"
Impossible!
His father had imprisoned the entire Blazing Angels Race in the prison.
Miller was certain that apart from the Angel Race’s territory, there could be no Blazing Angel strayed outside.
Wait—
Miller suddenly recalled something, a flicker of ecstasy in his eyes.
The former Clan Leader’s daughter!
The little one that the Blazing Angels remnants risked their lives to send away...
Liu Li!
"Searching high and low without result..."
Miller’s lips twisted into a menacing grin.
His father had been troubled, worried about this young Blazing Angel growing up.
After all, though the Blazing Angels Race grew slowly, once matured, they easily surpassed his War Angels Race in power.
Now, he’s discovered the trace of his greatest nemesis!
Miller, overseeing the fully prepared Beastmen below, slowly extended his right hand.
A long sword, entirely golden, formed in the palm of his hand, with ancient War Angel runes entwined around its blade.
"Crack—"
Merely a slight stroke with the sword tip, the seemingly sturdy barrier was torn open like thin paper.
This was the very sword borne silently by him to enter the Secret Realm.
This sword is one of the Angel Race’s most treasured possessions.
Capable of ignoring all restrictions and barriers.
Seeing Miller easily enter the Holy City, the Beastman Race faced tremendous threat.
Beastman warriors encircled Veronica and the leopard in the center.
"Lord, hurry and leave, we’ll stall him for you!"
Witnessing the gallant stance of the Beastman Race, Veronica fiercely glared at the leopard.
They wished to use these Beastmen as shields, yet these people considered them...
Seeing such a situation, even the veteran leopard felt a bit embarrassed.
"Leopard, are you going to keep running? Can your conscience rest easy?"
The leopard remained silent.
While she didn’t want Veronica to pay a price, it was just a minor cost!
Seeing Veronica resolute and unwilling to retreat, the leopard slowly stepped forward.
Only a mere Extraordinary Level Angel!
Back in the day, such types weren’t worthy to carry her shoes.
She moved forward, ready to make a move.
At that moment.
Gu Xing emerged from the Inheritance Land!
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