"Time waits for no one, you can get started. Kaufron didn't seem to notice the reluctance in Martina's tone, but from the hint of a smile on his lips, Martina guessed that he must have foreseen the scene he was expecting from the oracle.

"Come out, Jurken, my best friend!" Martina drew a six-pointed star in the air with both hands, and the Lambert rosary that she wrapped around her wrist bloomed with dazzling colorful light, and a crisp sound of horses' hooves came from the void, and then a holy unicorn leaped from the tearing space to Martina's side.

After the unicorn Yurken appeared, he excitedly circled Martina several times and licked Martina's beautiful face affectionately.

Jurken has been holding back in the Star Magic Array for too long, and after returning to the familiar Ariant Continent, it has an urge to flutter its wings, yes, compared with the battle between Jurken and Frosakken, the biggest change is that the single horn on the top of the forehead has changed from straight to spiral, that is, a pair of illusory wings like colorful auspicious clouds have grown.

"I can't imagine that it's true, when did Jurken evolve these pair of colorful wings?" asked Coughlen in shock, even though he had seen Jurken's demeanor in the oracle screen. He knows better than anyone what that means.

Jurken heard Coughren's voice, turned and tilted its head to look at him for a moment, as if to confirm something, and then it bent its knees slightly, bowing its body as if bowing to Coughren, fully expressing its respect for the former cardinal.

"Not long ago, in Lambert's rosary, it made a breakthrough one step ahead of me!" Martina replied proudly, patting Jurken's horn lightly. After Yurken was evolved, his spirituality increased greatly, and he was almost indistinguishable from a human except that he could not speak.

"It's a pity that its wings aren't strong enough, otherwise this holy beast would have a strength comparable to that of the Mithril Sanctuary. Alfie said with regret that there were too many legends about this rare beast in the memories of his predecessors.

After Jurken and Martina had finished saluting Coughlen intimately, they saw that the acquaintance had wanted to come up to say hello, but when they saw that Alfie was so unpleasant, they snorted at him. Some slimy unknown liquid sprayed Alfie all over her face, causing Martina to let out a coquettish grin. She originally thought that the first person to be deflated in front of Yurken would be Zambit, but she didn't expect to be pulled out by Alfie.

"What an ungrateful fellow, don't forget that if I hadn't dragged Lucas the Necromancer in the first place, you would have been captured by him!" Alfie angrily wiped a handful of unidentified liquid from his face.

Alfie's Jurken seemed a little embarrassed, and stretched out his hot tongue and licked Alfie's face again, trying to make up for his apology, but unexpectedly, it made the unknown liquid on Alfie's face even more.

"Whaha, Alfie, are you a kiss with Miss Martina in disguise?" The troll warriors on the side laughed loudly, so angry that Martina raised her eyebrows and hated to give him the light of the blue sky right now.

However, Jurken responded first, and a pair of beautiful hoof prints suddenly appeared on the face of the Troll Warrior, and with Zambit's strength to approach the Sanctuary, he didn't even notice when Jurken's pair of hooves appeared in front of him.

"Oops! you're ruthless!" the Troll Warrior let out an exaggerated scream, and his body flew far upside down, slamming into the tower's battlements, and judging by his grinning face, it was really a hard hit.

"Ho ho! What a pleasure! Zambit, you will die sooner or later because of your rotten mouth!" A rough laugh sounded from above Zambit's head, and a tall figure with brownish and black skin appeared there, exuding a unique aura that belonged to the powerhouse of the Holy Realm.

"Hah, Hayata, you're not dead?" Zambit's eyes almost popped out when he saw this figure.

"Haha, not only did I not die, but I also really advanced to the Holy Realm! Unexpectedly, I finally walked in front of you!" Hayata proudly stroked his long unkempt hair, revealing a "I'm very good, come and praise me" expression.

"Cut~ Even if you advance to the Holy Domain, you still belong to the kind with developed limbs and a simple mind. Zambit said sourly. He stood up from the ground in severe pain and trembled, staring at Hayata, trying to keep his momentum from weaker than the other party.

He could accept that Leni had been promoted one step ahead of him, after all, Leni was known as the most outstanding genius in the history of the ogre clan, and Hayata's unexpected promotion made Zambit feel particularly unhappy, after all, when he reached level twelve, Hayata was only six or seven levels at most.

After the collapse of the trial space, he not only did not die but was promoted, and in the blink of an eye, he became a powerhouse of the Holy Domain, which made Zambit sigh that God was unfair. Why doesn't it seem to exist for Hayata?

"Ho, can I understand this as the wail of a defeated dog?" The momentum of the powerhouse of the Hayata Sanctuary was released at Zambit, who was struggling to stand up, and he couldn't help but laugh smugly when he saw his legs trembling under this coercion.

After advancing to the Sanctuary, Hayata's wisdom has also increased a lot, although it still feels like it can't escape the path of courage and strategy, but at least it won't be played with by people with tricks like before.

"How did you survive the spatial collapse and advance to the Sanctuary?" Zambit asked through gritted teeth. He really didn't want to show his cowardice in front of Hayata, and he had no choice but to face the pressure of the Sanctuary, and his body honestly reacted to discomfort, and that kind of trembling was not at all something he could control.

"Luck, luck, Zambit, you know? That's the biggest gap between you and me. Hayata replied evasively, and by the way, he gave Zambit a small stimulus. Zambit's meme, abandoned by the god of luck, has long been a well-known joke among the aliens.

The troll warrior's nose was almost crooked, since he reached the twelfth level, few people openly laughed at his luck in front of him, after all, at that time, looking at the entire alien race, there was no holy realm powerhouse at all, and his martial power was almost the top combat power of the alien race. In the world where the strong are respected by the alien race, despite the warning of Profitt who has been suppressing his own strength, no blind guy dares to say this to his face.

Now Hayata has done this, but there is nothing he can do, Zambit can clearly feel that he is no longer the opponent of Hayata who was once bullied by himself, this is what makes the Troll Warrior feel the most angry and helpless.