Don't blame him for being more cautious and meticulous.
Beneath this altar lies a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, densely packed with the corpses of Holy Temple Knights. Broken swords and blades cover the battlefield, and the blood has risen to ankle-deep.
With so much blood spilled, one can imagine how strong the physique of the fallen must be.
Before Lu Weite died, he personally witnessed the Templar Order being blessed by the Divine Spirit, each knight's spiritual energy was through the roof, manifesting nearly a thousand Tier Five Heroic Spirit Knights.
The chilling spiritual energy and furious momentum seemed to be on the verge of destroying this dark land.
He also clearly remembers having his head easily chopped off by a Knight.
As his head spun in the air, the last scene he saw was a dozen knights mercilessly swinging their swords among the Lusen Chamber of Commerce guards, slicing everyone into pieces, just like him.
