In that fleeting mont, they suddenly understood—there was no doubt about it—the chieftain, that treacherous scoundrel, had sold them out.
How else could the High Priest have known about their plans? Moreover, this revelation was perilously dangerous for them.
It beca painfully clear that in this place, the one with the greatest power was, in fact, the High Priest.
If the High Priest truly intended to move against them, they wouldn't have the ans to resist.
Even if they sohow mustered the strength to resist, it would co at a significant cost, weakening them severely.
They couldn't afford such a risk.
Their only option was to escape with all their might and figure things out afterward.
anwhile, as the High Priest stepped into the room, he saw their faces and wore a faint smile.
The smile grew even brighter when he laid eyes on Dark Fox.
"It seems Divine Envoy is quite fond of this woman; otherwise, she wouldn't be here. However, I must remind you, High Priest, she is not one of us."
As the High Priest spoke these words, his expression changed subtly, as if charged with an underlying threat.
It felt as though, in the next mont, he could strike John down with a single blow.
Even though the man held no visible weapon, only a staff, the oppressive aura he exuded was overwhelming.
It was so intense that it made them instinctively want to take a step back.
Terrifying—utterly terrifying—the pressure this person brought was beyond anything they had ever encountered.
Before this, they had assud this person to be a re ordinary priest, a rank they had seen many tis in other secret realms.
But they hadn't expected such an overpowering presence from him.
Could this person be the hidden boss of this secret realm?
It was starting to make sense why they had been told they could only find the exit after the three tribes had gone to war.
Vincent, though silent, discreetly shifted a step to the side, signaling his wariness of this man.
Noticing the expressions on their faces, the High Priest's lips curled into a sly smile.
"You don't need to be so guarded around . I'm only here today to ask you one question—how exactly do you plan to rge these three forces into your own?"
As he spoke, it was as if a thought struck him, and his grip tightened around his staff, making him seem even more formidable.
"I believe that since we possess such power, we must share our knowledge. Only by doing so can we learn how to grow stronger together, don't you agree?"
As the High Priest said this, the staff in his hand began to glow faintly with a green light, a sight that was markedly different from anything they had seen before.
When I took it out, I realized that sothing was off—this was nothing like I had imagined.
If their power truly ca from the sun, then why did it manifest in this way?
And why was the light green?
The only plausible explanation was that this person possessed powers they had no knowledge of.
At this mont, Dark Fox suddenly sensed sothing strange in the air, an unfamiliar presence.
Yet, there was sothing about it that felt eerily familiar—almost like the power related to their tribe.
It was the sa green light.
It was as if the markings and the forces that had once been part of their tribe were now manifesting in this place.
But suddenly, a thought crossed his mind that made him uneasy.
If the Zebra Tribe's power truly ca from the sun, why was this light green?
And why did it feel so familiar, as though it belonged to the forest?
A foreboding feeling welled up inside him, and in the next mont, he felt as though sothing had wrapped tightly around his neck, cutting off his air.
He struggled desperately, but it was to no avail.
His eyes widened, and it seed as though they were about to pop out of their sockets.
John and the others imdiately sensed that sothing was wrong and instinctively moved to help.
But before they could act, nurous vines shot up from the ground in front of them, blocking their way.
"Dark Fox!"
Vincent, disregarding everything else, rushed forward, determined to save him.
But just as he approached, he felt sothing was amiss.
The High Priest's expression had changed—it now bore a look of absolute certainty, as though he knew they were not of this world.
This change in expression only made them feel even more endangered.
"You're not from this world after all," the High Priest said, his voice laced with certainty.
"I had my suspicions, wondering when you'd slip up. And now, it's clear that you're not who I thought you were."
John's face showed signs of confusion.
He had believed that he had hidden his identity well, so how had they been discovered?
And why did it seem like this man had known all along?
"What do you an? I don't understand what you're talking about," John replied, feigning ignorance, his hands subtly signaling to the others behind him.
He had an unsettling feeling that this person was incredibly dangerous—a level of danger he had never encountered before.
If he was to take any action, this High Priest was the greatest threat they faced.
"There's no need to hide anything from ," the High Priest continued with a smile, casually waving his staff.
It was a simple gesture, yet in the next mont, vines erupted from the ground, filling the room.
The sudden appearance of these vines sent everyone into a panic, and they instinctively took a step back, terrified by the strange, shimring gold and red lights that emanated from them.
Gold, a color typically associated with holiness, now seed eerie and malevolent under the combined green and red hues.
Sothing was wrong—very wrong.
This was beyond anything they could have imagined.
John's eyes filled with an inexplicable light.
In that instant, he felt an overwhelming sense of danger from this man—a danger that was both lethal and intense.
What was happening?
How could soone who appeared to be an unremarkable High Priest present such a significant threat?
"Since you possess these powers, why won't you share them with ? Why won't you help us beco stronger? Only when we are all powerful can we achieve true greatness, and our tribe can beco the most formidable force!"
The High Priest's voice grew increasingly frenzied, his staff rising higher as though he was about to unleash his full power.
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