The chief priest wears a tall helmet and is very beautifully decorated with a variety of brightly colored feathers and fabrics. His chest was bare, except for a shawl hanging from his collarbone, which was trimmed with elaborately polished jewels and precious metals. His lower body was covered by a skirt that first wrapped around him like a loincloth and then extended into two long skirts that ran between his legs and below his knees.

He had no weapons other than the crude sacrificial dagger that appeared to be made of obsidian. However, he still feels like the most dangerous opponent he's ever faced.

The priest began to say something that Monkey King couldn't understand. Still, the latter's nerves were tense, and any sensations he had honed to this point were pushed to their limits. This pressure even caused the blood vessels in his eyes to rupture, turning the whites of his eyes red.

Without hesitation, Monkey King shot another Atlas dart. This time he used more force, pulling back with as much as 50% of his strength.

Out of habit, he didn't go all out for the first attack, because the priest's physical attributes were too low. But now he knew that this was not an ordinary enemy.

Seeing that his attempt to communicate failed, the priest's brow tightened, and he raised his dagger again. But this time, he aimed it at Monkey King and chanted calmly.

The naked young lady tied to the table stared blankly, her gaze, once filled with fear, became glazed. She seems to believe that no matter how it all ends, her fate is sealed.

Monkey King's spear shattered an invisible barrier again, but this time Monkey King could vaguely feel it condensing. The sensation wasn't as acute as his sense of touch, sight, or hearing, but it was there.

"Sixth Sense,"

Suddenly, Monkey King fell to his stomach as fast as he could. After a while, a loud bang shook the walls of the sacrificial chamber, leaving a deep impact.

Monkey King jumped into the car, crashed into another dart, and sprinted to the side, cold sweat dripping on his back.



He swooped forward, his arm sliding sideways through the air, causing another dart to whizz through the air with a sharp sound.

Damn, I thought I was just going to have to fight normal people in this place. Is it possible that ancient humans also discovered these awakened abilities? Or maybe these dimensional spaces aren't as historically accurate as I initially thought?

[Anomaly detected... Recalculate...]

[Dimensional Zone detected: Mayan tomb.] Spanish Invasion]

[Subdimension Area Level: C]

[Clear requirement: Enter the main priest's sacrificial chamber (completed).] Salvation Lead Pastor]

[Side Quest: Undetectable.] The scope of the system is too limited]

[Side Quest: Defeat 100 Spaniards (Complete)... Reward TBD]

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[Side Quest: Undetectable.] The scope of the system is too limited]

[Side Quest: Defeat 1000 Spaniards (Complete)... Reward TBD]



[… Recalculate...]

【Hidden Mission: Defeat the Chief Priest】

[… Recalculate...]

[Reward Upgrade]

[Bonus: Undetectable.] The scope of the system is too limited]

[Suggested Subject Leo.]

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Ales completed the mission with at least three other people. Subject's D-class abilities are too low]

For a moment, Monkey King almost forgot his anger at the priest. He just wanted to throw the broken watch over the wall until it broke. How is this considered a system? What else could it be but a mess of things?

Instead of telling him that he should join the group of four, it waited until it was too late. It doesn't tell him what the side quest is, but waits until he's already done it. Moreover, it can't even get the correct level of this dimensional region. What nonsense.

Forget it! Focus.

Monkey King's father's suicide note tells him that his father had to suppress his awakening when he was young. What if someone else besides him had experienced this? The only problem with this theory is that his father also said that his constitution was different from others... But who's to say that there is no one else like him?

Monkey King's dart was blocked again, but his keen sense caught the fact that the priest was forced to retreat, albeit by a small margin.



Monkey King did a somersault, using his centrifugal force, his feet landed on the ground, and he didn't lose any of the darts on his back.

I only have 47 darts left. If I don't see any results by the time I'm 25, I need to take a risk and go further.

Monkey King maintained his power perfectly and never used more than 50% of his power. He realized that this priest was completely dependent on his strange energy. The old man didn't make any big moves. He didn't do anything other than move his feet to face the Great Sage and raise his arms from time to time.

It can't be endless, and I don't believe he can do it forever.

Suddenly, Monkey King felt a strong sense of danger coming from his back.

He immediately realized that he had made a mistake. He dodged the priest's final blow, but he didn't hear a loud thud in his back like every time he heard it before. He didn't take into account the possibility that the priest could control the trajectory of his attack!

Monkey King managed to dodge in time, but his dart bag was not spared.

The sound of wood shattering was accompanied by Monkey King's ugly expression. And just like that, his remaining 40 odd darts were smashed to pieces, leaving behind an ugly priest with a grinning yellow tooth.

After a while, Monkey King jumped up and ran for his life.

The priest didn't need to turn his attention to Monkey King's dart to completely unleash his power.

Monkey King ran around the room like a madman, as if he was on the runway, not in the temple. He was dizzy and tried to come up with a solution.



First of all, each attack takes 2 seconds to recharge and fire. The second important point, it seems, can only control one attack at a time. A controlled strike takes 5 seconds to recharge, but it can be prepared to fire smaller blows. However, a normal energy blow cannot be formed when a control blow is manipulated.

The third important point is that the intensity of these blows is 0.82. I should adjust his strength first, and then think about how to rank this seventh category. The velocity of these energy strikes is 0.89. The agility of a controlled strike is only 0.46.

If I want to live, I have to dodge before he attacks, or I'm done. Fortunately, I overestimated the pastor's ability to coordinate. If you count his control over his energy attacks, his energy attacks drop by 0.03 to 0.39.

Monkey King continued to run, taking out the three silver rods he had tied to his left hip and twisting them together, throwing away his atlatl completely.

In a smooth motion, he got rid of the remaining dart box, leaving behind about 20 pounds.

Monkey King held his silver staff and suddenly changed direction. Moments after dodging the latest attack of controlled energy, he leapt into the air towards the Chief Priest, his silver staff transforming into a bicycle before hitting the ground.

The priest was stunned for a moment. Where has he seen such a technique? Fortunately for the Great Sage, his silver rod used folding technology, not electronic technology, otherwise it would have lost its ability to deform long ago.

The sacrificial chamber is large, about 200 meters in diameter. The distance between Monkey King and the priest is currently just over 100 meters. Even if he gave it his all, it would take more than 9 seconds to complete. However, with some momentum building and his bike, he could cut down to eight.

"One second...... Two seconds! ”

Monkey King tilted his bike to one side so much that his knees hit the ground. As the metal fitting he had placed on it slid away, sparks flew around.

With his unusual strength, Monkey King slammed his palm to the ground, pushing himself and the bike back into place. He had been fighting on the line of life and death for too long to feel the same trembling tension. For months, there was nothing but his own thoughts. There's no way he's going to lose to the first person he consciously chooses to kill.

The next attack will most likely be aimed at my bike itself... Two!

Monkey King's thighs were bent, and his bicycle jumped more than a meter in the air. The instincts he gained from countless battles came into play. All things considered, it was slightly easier for this priest to deal with one opponent at a time, despite his godlike abilities.

"It's coming."

The controlled blow completed the charge, firing like a bullet at Monkey King.

Vaguely formed in Monkey King's mind, he could almost see the differences between them, as if they were his own vivid colors. His eyes slowly gained the ability to see the transfer of energy through the air, and a pale mist surrounded the priest.

Perhaps if this was really a game and not real life, Monkey King would have earned a notification achievement for awakening this level of vision before gaining control of energy.

The energy sped towards him. But this time, it's no longer a vague feeling. He could see it passing through the air from his right, bending towards his head while cutting through a curved path.

If Monkey King jumps, it will ruin his bike. If he dodges, it will take his head off.

It is likely that the priest realized that Monkey King had previously only vaguely felt where his energy was coming from, because in fact Monkey King had taken more drastic actions than necessary.

This time, not only did he start controlling the Monkey King before the energy attack touched it, but he also took the initiative to consume its energy in an attempt to confuse Monkey King's exact location.

Unfortunately, the priest probably never imagined that Monkey King's senses would evolve again at this very moment. Even more unfortunate, Monkey King is well aware of how low the agility of a controlled energy attack is.



Monkey King suddenly skidded the bike and came to an abrupt stop, the tail of the rear wheel spinning forward and swaying from side to side.

His strategy was well mastered. The controlled blow accelerated from his right and over his face, extending far to the left.

The priest's eyes widened, and he quickly tried to control the energy attack back, but Monkey King's bike had already finished spinning and sped forward frantically. Although in a straight line, the speed of the energy attack is 0.89, and the speed of the Monkey King is only 0.51, there are two important factors that the Monkey King has taken into account.

First of all, due to low agility, it takes a long time for energy attacks to slow down, steer, and then reach top speed again. Second, Monkey King's speed on his bike is clearly no longer just 0.51 seconds.

By the time the pastor realized this, it was too late. It's been 2 seconds since Monkey King, and he still hasn't given up his control energy attack. He did not have enough time to prepare for another attack.

In a panic, the priest grabbed the naked woman on the table and threw it at the Monkey King who had just come out of the sheath.

Shocked, Monkey King grabbed the handbrake of the bicycle with all his might, trying to catch the girl in the air.

After analyzing the situation, Monkey King knew that his time-sensitive plan had come to naught. He also realized a few other things. The priest's strength was too weak to throw a girl who weighed at least 110 pounds at him. This means that the priest has another way to directly strengthen his body.

In that instant, the priest's strength stats rose to... 0.97！

The priest didn't know that I was attacking him to protect the girl. If he knew, he would use it against me.

Monkey King quickly recovered from his fear, and the fighting instincts he had honed over the months began to kick in, and he apologetically threw the girl to the ground without hesitation. It may be brutal, but a drop of less than a meter is better than any attack she will have to suffer from the priest.

His plan worked. The priest completely ignored the girl, believing that Monkey King would not care about her life in one way or another. However, by now, he was ready for another attack.

Monkey King clicked the button on the bike, turned it back into a pole, and rolled off the road.

It was too late to add more power with his bike, he had to cross the last few meters himself.