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Chapter 295: Chapter295:Oris Blocking The Way

There stood a woman, clad in a scarlet leather coat, with long strands of jet-black hair meticulously tied up in a high ponytail. She exuded an air of elegance and strength. In response to Mansfield's outburst, she appeared visibly displeased, rebuking him with a firm tone, "Mansfield, I strongly caution against allowing personal conflicts with Oris to jeopardize our pursuit of Eomaia.

Should your actions impede our objective, you ought to be well aware of the consequences."

Upon hearing these words, Mansfield's face turned pale as a ghost. Nodding in agreement, he respectfully addressed the woman in scarlet, "Captain Lanathel, I understand. However, Oris has proven himself to be utterly detestable, and it is challenging for me to swallow this indignation."

Lanathel gazed at Mansfield.

Her slender frame gracefully twisting. Flames flickered to life in the palm of her hand, taking on various mesmerizing shapes.

She then spoke, her voice carrying an air of authority, "Once this mission concludes, I shall intervene. Regardless, you are a member of my Sloth Temple, and it is not for Oris, a representative of the Rage Temple, to pass judgment."

"Yes, Captain Lanathel." Mansfield replied fervently.

Deep within, however, he seethed with resentment, vowing, "Oris, this time, I will repay your humiliations twofold."

In Mansfield's mind, he acknowledged that he alone may not stand a chance against Oris, but Lanathel was a different story. Like Oris, she possessed an illustrious nickname within the Sloth Temple, known far and wide as the Flame Sorceress, a testament to her extraordinary might.

With Lanathel's assurance, Mansfield's countenance visibly relaxed.

He approached the edge of the cave's opening, peering into the abyssal darkness below. Then, turning to Lanathel, he said, "Captain Lanathel, the time is near. Shouldn't we descend? Otherwise, others might seize the corpse of Eomaia before us."

This time, a multitude of people gathered at the Temple of the Seven Gods, and Patricia's plea for help was not the primary reason.

Within the temple, a detailed investigation was conducted regarding the appearance of the Primordial Beast Clan, leading to the discovery of a deceased Eomaia's body at the core of the Otrank Mountains.

Although the Temple of the Seven Gods had limited knowledge about Eomaia, everyone understood that this was an extraordinary treasure, capable of greatly enhancing one's bloodline strength and possessing other unimaginable effects. Even as a mere ingredient for potions, it held considerable value, enough to tempt even high-ranking deities.

Consequently, upon the revelation of this information, many members of the temple chose to come to the Fierce Beast world.

Of course, there was another reason as well, namely, the mission to eliminate the Primordial Beast Clan that existed on the Fierce Beast continent. The temple had issued corresponding tasks, promising substantial contributions to those who managed to slay members of the Primordial Beast Clan. This was an immense temptation for the members of the Temple of the Seven Gods.

Within the cave, upon hearing Mansfield's suggestion, Lanathel shook her head and said, "There's no hurry for now. Acquiring the corpse of Eomaia is not a difficult task, but preserving it is where true skill lies. Let those people compete for it for the time being. We'll strike when their strength is almost depleted."

"Yes, Captain Lanathel." Mansfield nodded repeatedly, refraining from further speech.

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the deep pit.

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The massive form of Oris, transformed into the Fiery Rock Bull, blocked a passageway. He disdainfully surveyed the people gathered before him and said, "Are you sure you want to snatch something from my hands?" These words caused many faces to change color.

At the bottom of this deep pit, gathered together are not the indigenous people of Fierce Beast Continent, but members from other forces in Starry Sky. They are well aware of the immense power of the Temple of the Seven Gods and understand just how formidable a person like Oris, who possesses their own title within the temple, must be.

However, they are unwilling to give up the miraculous properties of Eomaia's flesh.

Among them, someone spoke up, saying, "Your Excellency Oris, we do not intend to seize, but rather to negotiate with you. We hope that you will allow us passage, so that we may enter."

"Allow passage? What a joke!" mocked Oris.

He raised his hand, pointing towards the other forks in the passage, and said, "Hmph, I was the first to discover the corpse of Eomaia, and these passageways were created by me over the years. Now, you expect me to simply grant you passage and hand over Eomaia's corpse? Tell me, isn't that a pipe dream?"

Oris's words made the faces of the crowd turn sour.

They did not believe what Oris was saying. If the corpse of Eomaia truly was discovered by Oris, then he, who had spent so long in the Fierce Beast Continent, would have already taken the corpse away and would not have remained in the Otrank Mountains to gather Eomaia's blood.

Based on the information they had received, Eomaia's corpse had suddenly appeared in the depths of the Otrank Mountains.

Moreover, this news miraculously became known to others, who then informed their respective forces, which in turn attracted many people.

This also made many people suspect the existence of a conspiracy behind the scenes. However, through the deductions of some powerful entities, it was concluded that there was no such conspiracy, despite the peculiar circumstances surrounding the appearance of Eomaia's corpse.

It is unimaginable that anyone would use such a precious corpse of Eomaia as bait.

"Your Excellency Oris, I am willing to offer you thirty Elemental Origin Crystals."

At this moment, someone else spoke up.

Seeing the person who spoke, the crowd immediately began buzzing with discussions, and there were even some who envied secretly, whispering, "Damn Red Maple Association, they actually offered Elemental Origin Crystals. It's not much different from the Eomaia corpse!"

Elemental Origin Crystals are the common currency in the Starry Sky regions.

Strictly speaking, they are not currency, but resources used for cultivation. After advancing to become a deity, in order to continue improving, one must absorb even larger amounts of elemental energy. However, deities absorb such immense amounts of elemental energy that even the offerings of an entire planet are not enough. The Elemental Origin Crystals were created to compensate for this.

These Elemental Origin Crystals, originating from a special region in Starry Sky, contain vast amounts of elemental energy and are extremely precious.

It can be said that they are essential for anyone aspiring to become a deity.

The Red Maple Association is a massive merchant guild that spans the Underground-River starfield. With its immense wealth, it has gathered numerous powerful supernaturals. While it may not compare to forces like the Temple of the Seven Gods, it is still a formidable power that few dare to provoke.

In the depths of the pit, upon hearing the person from the Red Maple Association speak, Oris seemed somewhat intrigued. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Agreed!"

Upon his acceptance, the person from the Red Maple Association immediately took out thirty Elemental Origin Crystals and handed them to Oris. Then, Oris stepped aside, allowing the person to enter the passage behind him.

Witnessing this scene, many people gritted their teeth and also offered corresponding Elemental Origin Crystals.

However, there were also many who sighed and had no choice but to leave.

However, as everyone else departed, the member of the Red Maple Association who had initially spoken reemerged with a smile and addressed Oris, saying, "Mr. Oris, according to our previous agreement, you should pay me one-tenth of the reward, which amounts to three hundred Elemental Origin Crystals. Oh, and don't forget the thirty I gave you."

Oris cast a disdainful glance at the Red Maple Association member.

He was reluctant to give away the corresponding amount of Elemental Origin Crystals and shook his head, saying, "Potter, I regret cooperating with you. You expect to claim so many Elemental Origin Crystals for merely suggesting a guide."

Potter, the member of the Red Maple Association, responded, "Oris, what I offer is the reputation of the Red Maple Association."

"Reputation?" Upon hearing this, Oris burst into laughter and said, "The others of the Red Maple Association may value reputation, but Potter…can you truly believe in your own reputation?"

Potter awkwardly smiled, knowing that he did not particularly prioritize reputation.

Although the Red Maple Association could establish a foothold in the Underground-River starfield, reputation was more important than anything else.

Yet, that was the Red Maple Association's concern, not Potter's.

Accepting the Elemental Origin Crystals handed to him by Oris with a calm conscience, Potter curiously asked, "Oris, are you certain that something is off about the Eomaia's corpse?"

Upon hearing Potter's inquiry, Oris also became serious.

He shook his head slightly, then nodded slightly, and proceeded, "I am not certain either, but the appearance of that Eomaia's corpse is incredibly strange. You must understand, I have searched the Otrank Mountains for many years and have only found traces of Eomaia's blood before. Never have I come across a body. Yet now, it has suddenly appeared out of nowhere."

These words also caused Potter to fall into deep contemplation.

He is not a foolish man, and quickly realizes the problems involved.

Potter spoke up, "So you mean someone deliberately released the corpse of Eomaia as bait, but what could be the purpose behind such an act? The corpse of Eomaia is incredibly precious. Even an immortal deity would be tempted if it were a live and intact Eomaia."

Oris shook his head in response.

He spoke again, "I do not know. However, the irregularities in all of this are glaringly obvious. And in my investigation, there is one faction that cannot escape suspicion."

"What faction?" Potter asked curiously.

"The Beast Temple." Oris replied, his eyes flickering with a dark light.