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The stronghold where the Promotion Temple that Dean McKenzie of the Bloody Church had entered was located.

Suddenly, the Promotion Temple emitted a brilliant glow, and at the same time, something akin to the gates of Hell appeared on top of the Promotion Temple.

The radiance drew the immediate attention of church members in the stronghold who had been busy with their work.

The moment everyone saw the Hell-like gate atop the Promotion Temple, their faces were filled with disbelief.

“Hell Mode? Has someone actually cleared Hell Mode?”

“I thought the two substitute holy sons of our church were already unmatched in the world, but I never expected there would be someone even braver than them!”

“It seems that our Church is about to produce a true holy son!”

For a while, envy and jealousy spread throughout the entire stronghold.

Of course, those who were envious and jealous were the lower-ranking members. Those of high rank and power did more than just watch.

Another holy son of the Bloody Church, who was originally assaulting a woman, immediately stopped upon receiving the news, and ordered his subordinate: “Within three minutes, I want all the info on this person!”

At the same time, the person in charge of this stronghold, one of the twelve bishops of the Bloody Church and a Fifth-turn powerhouse, uttered almost the same words.

It’s fair to say that Dean McKenzie’s Promotion Trial drew the attention of the entire Bloody Church’s stronghold.

For a time, the entire base was in turmoil with undercurrents surging. However, Donald Morgan, who was at the center of the storm, remained calm. He stood quietly outside the entrance of the Promotion Temple, waiting for Dean McKenzie to come out.

Dean McKenzie didn’t keep him waiting for long.

Soon after, a door creaked open, and Dean McKenzie emerged from within the Promotion Temple.

But when Dean McKenzie stepped out, he found that his surroundings were not the same as when he had entered.

For one, there hadn’t been a single person when Dean had gone in.

But now, the area outside the Promotion Temple was crowded with people.

There were hundreds of people huddled together.

Secondly, Dean noticed that the ground outside the Promotion Temple had changed.

Before he had entered, the ground was clean. But by the time Dean emerged, there was an extremely complicated marking on the ground.

This marking was obviously drawn with fresh blood.

It was filled with the smell of gore.

This could contain massive evil – just one glance at it made one feel uncomfortable.

As Dean McKenzie was observing the ground, Donald Morgan, who had been waiting for him, finally spoke: “This beneath your feet will be used to commence the sacrificial ceremony. We have mostly everything prepared. All we’re missing is a single sacrifice to make it functional!”

Dean McKenzie probed, “Did you plan to make me that sacrifice?”

“No!”

Donald clapped his hands, and suddenly a dozen members of the Bloody

Church dragged a few dozen people in and placed them by the Altar, slitting each of their throats.

Having done all this, Donald Morgan turned his gaze to Dean McKenzie: “They are the sacrifices! Wait for me for a moment. Once their blood runs dry and they are sacrificed, this ritual will bring your powers to the Fourth-turn, then we can fight fairly!”

“No need! When I was Second-turn, I was able to defeat you at Third-turn. As a Third-turn now, I can similarly annihilate a Four-turn like you!”

After saying that, Dean McKenzie made his move!

With a quick motion, he shot a Bone Spear straight toward Donald Morgan. Donald Morgan sneered at the upcoming Bone Spear: “It seems you still don’t understand the gap between Third-turn and Fourth-turn. As it stands, I will give you a taste of the difference between the Third-turn and Fourth-turn first!”

With these words, his crimson sword easily shattered Dean McKenzie’s Bone Spear.

At the same time, he lifted his long sword, preparing to take down Dean McKenzie at close range.

Butthen, Dean McKenzie’s Bone Spear went into Charge mode, one spear following another as if he didn’t care about the cost.

That took Donald Morgan off guard.

This scene elicited a wave of jeers from the onlookers.

Although Donald Morgan was a substitute holy son of the Bloody Church, not everyone was willing to give him face.

Especially the people under Hayward Xavier, the other substitute holy son.

They jeered the loudest when they saw Donald Morgan getting the short end of the stick right after his bold claim.

But while they were jeering, Hayward Xavier didn’t have the time to ridicule his old rival.

Moreover, as someone on the same level as Donald Morgan, his vision was not something that a bunch of ordinary church members could compare to.

He could tell that Donald Morgan’s momentary shock was not due to his incompetence, but rather because of the remarkable performance of Dean McKenzie’s Bone Spear.

Every Bone Spear dealt close to a hundred thousand in damage.

This damage was absolutely top-tier for a Third-turn level. And Dean McKenzie was dishing these attacks out like basic moves.

Even he himself would be caught off guard and thrown into confusion if he encountered such an attack unprepared, let alone Donald Morgan.

Just with this alone, Hayward realized that Dean McKenzie was extraordinary.

If they were both on the Third-turn level, he and Donald Morgan combined might still not be a match for Dean McKenzie.

But what had really caught Hayward Xavier’s attention right now was not this. What he was more interested in was the Altar Map beneath Dean McKenzie. “Did you notice? The Altar Map beneath his feet is not simple!”

As Hayward Xavier was observing Dean McKenzie’s feet, he heard the voice of the person in charge here, Douglas Murphy.

Hayward responded calmly, “Did my adoptive father notice something?” Douglas Murphy: “It’s a Double Altar. On the surface, it seems that these people are going to be sacrificed to give this young man named Dean McKenzie a power boost, but actually, that’s just the first step, a ruse. The crux lies in the second step.”