Chapter 346: Who is Lancy?

whispers of astonishment weren't confined to the Council Chambers; the entire scene was descending into chaos. Even the many artificer masters observing from behind the scenes at the Artifice Institu...Chapter 347: Who is Lan Chi

Meanwhile, on the horizon of the snowfield, the first ray of sunlight finally pierced through the silence of the night. {What You still don't know|.Read, read the correct chapters|Hurry up and Google it}.

A figure with jet-black hair and emerald eyes stood with their back to the sun. The dazzling light seemed to shine brighter because of him, casting a golden sheen on his hair as it shimmered in the gentle breeze.

A pure, golden light gradually emanated from behind him, spreading across the land as if to dispel all darkness. It painted the grayish-blue sky with hues of red and orange, adorning the icy snowfields with a brilliant cloak.

Ranch's gaze remained as tranquil as ever, fixated on Angelo. He treated the mere existence of this extinguished saint as nothing more than a trivial matter.

That was the gaze of a deity looking down upon insignificant humans. He may have seen, or he may not have seen him at all.

All six ranks of sealing magic, under the might of this seventh rank wind magic and the [Primal Tablet - Wind], appear as fragile as bubbles.

On the other side, the confidence and arrogance that had once filled Anello's face were now replaced by fear and panic. His deep, sea-like eyes widened, and the cold, almost imperious aura he usually possessed crumbled in an instant when Lance unleashed the brilliance of [Primordial Slate - Wind].

The chill coming from the spine made Agnello twist his body, ignoring everything else, running away.

Before his body began to soften and grow cold, instinct chose flight.

This kind of fear is not just the instinct when facing an unbeatable enemy, but also because he knows too many secrets, about to crush him!

Even if he is the Extinction Saint Son, facing a bishop-level Arch Priest, running away isn't shameful!!

His wildly beating heart told him that he was lucky the other party was the most noble high priest taught by the Goddess of Destiny. He wouldn't do anything as despicable as bullying the weak! Otherwise, Loren would have personally gone to exterminate the Holy Sons and Daughters under the Archbishop long ago.

and having such high-ranking individuals personally assassinate the Saint and Saintess would only drive the Cardinals to madness, causing them to hunt lower-ranking clerics with even greater ruthlessness.

This is also a kind of balance and compromise that Lauren chose!

But this doesn't mean that staying in front of Loren wouldn't result in him casually wiping himself out, after all, he was the one who initiated the attack on Loren.

Anier's hand, once the one that wielded sealing magic, trembled uncontrollably. Hesitantly, he turned without stopping, each step heavy as if trying to trample down all fear and escape this terrifying snowfield.

The snow around him was whipped up and scattered, leaving a unique trail on the snowy expanse, like the tail of a defeated runner left behind in their flight.

In the snow, his footprints remained deep, rising with the howling wind and quickly dissolving into shadows that flew far away. The strength of the wind itself spoke volumes about how much he craved to leave this place.

For a long time.

"…"

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The ranch in the distance looked at the terrified Holy Son fleeing until he disappeared completely, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Even without any prior commitment, the Saint of Extinction would definitely choose to flee to the Snowfield Province.

The only province with communication terminals within the recent distance is the Snowfield Province, and Anelo can borrow one to contact other places.

Although the communication terminals in the Snowfield Province are currently blocked by the Imperial Army, Bishop Asksand of Extinction must have granted Anel, the Son of Extinction, the authority to unlock them. This is the only way he could entrust him with the important task of intercepting all activities of the Hegemony Church.

Unfortunately, Rance also had the authority to ensure that the Annihilation Saint Son, Anhelo, would never have the opportunity to encounter a communication terminal.

> "Those who await the bad students will face an endless fate and messages that cannot be conveyed."

Lance gazed at the snowy expanse to the south, murmuring to himself.

No one knows what he will do next, but the way he ended his workday in such a relaxed state may indicate that it is all over now.

Not until the Extinction Child had completely vanished from sight on the horizon for tens of seconds.

West Germany's eyes widened as he stared at the young man beside him, his hand still clutching his sleeve.

She knew that the spell she had used to avoid the explosion in Bandar City before was precisely this 【Storm Dragon's Roar】. It should have been the pink sacred self-selected reward that Lance got during the monthly assessment day at Protoss Royal Mage Academy.

At that time, though she was grievously wounded and barely conscious, she did not feel the slightest power of 【Original Stone Tablet - Wind】.

As an orange epic-tier 【Primal Slate】, it should bestow an unremovable buff of augmented magic power and divine radiance to its corresponding attribute!

There should only be one person in this world with the power of the 【Primal Slate - Wind】.

That is Lauren, the Great High Priestess of the Fate Goddess Church of South Continent.

West Germany's brain was in turmoil, unsure who the Holy Child before them really was.

Lance raised his hand and smiled, signaling to Sid that he was not an enemy.

"...."

West Germany was stunned into silence for a long moment, until his gaze met Lance's emerald green eyes. Then, the turmoil in his violet irises finally began to subside.

"Take your time and tell me what's going on. I trust you, and I'm here to listen."

Her expression returned to seriousness, and she spoke in a steady voice.

Thank you in a million ways, you are the best kind.

"…"

Lance was taken aback for a moment, then a genuine smile spread across his face as if thanking her for trusting him so much.

However, before Lance could continue talking to Sid.

"Why is my 【Storm Dragon's Roar】 showing the effect of 【Primal Stone - Wind】 this time!"

The cat boss emerged from the shadows, incredulously reaching up to pull at Lance's clothes as he asked him.

It stared at Lance in bewilderment as he panicked for a long time.

Lance smiled without speaking, drawing a shape like a tablet in the air with his fingers.

">Meow meow"

The cat boss also remembered at this moment that last time in the Bandella City Ranch, he had asked it to put down 【Fake Stone Slab - Wind】.

After that, he kept it on, and Lance also emphasized that when using [Gale Dragon's Roar] in the future, be sure to bring [Fake Slate - Wind].

Isn't this a skill skin

Could it actually be able to fully imitate Loren's [Original Slate - Wind] effect!

According to the common sense of the Northern Continent people, the one who possesses [Primal Slate - Wind] is Loren!

"That's right, Cat Boss, just like you thought."

"Lan nodded, he felt that the cat boss probably had already figured it out himself."

"Meow..."

The cat boss's eyes instantly became teary.

The moment it thought about how it had impersonated High Priest Lauren for Lanchi, and how after today, High Priest Lauren might have even more "joined the Resurrection Church in the North Continent" scandals to her name, it felt utterly unforgivable.

The happiest thing after coming to the Northern Continent was that Lanchi gave it a seventh-tier pink sacred magic card. It turned out that the price had already been set the moment he received 【Dragon's Roar】.

From now on, after returning to the city of Hortum, Ikerite will never dare to see that kind High Priest again!

Oh, Great Goddess, I am guilty! Meow!!!

"So, you can even forge the 【Primal Tablet】"

West Germany loosened her grip on Lanchi's sleeve, folded her arms, and listened for a while to the conversation between Lanchi and the black cat. She had basically figured out what had happened.

A hint of amusement played at the corner of her lips.

My own Saint Child is truly an extraordinary young man. Before, I thought his magical engineering skills were quite good and his artistic talent was exceptional, but I never expected him to be able to forge a [Counterfeit Slate] like this.

He seems to have so many plus points that it's hard to count anymore, but each one perfectly aligns with his wishes.

(The End)

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