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Chapter 140: The Choice Lanchi Presents
Chapter 140: The Choice Lanchi Presents
At Eckert Academy, the entire Gera Memorial Square fell into a deafening silence.
Every tree, every falling leaf, and even the breeze seemed frozen, caught in a stunned hush.
Even the people at the edge of the square—whether they were serious professors passing by, lively students, or bustling service staff—had all come to a halt, their eyes wide as they witnessed this unexpected scene.
On the screen—
The Saintess of Destruction knelt before Lanchi, unable to stand.
It was as if the principal had caught a wayward student and was reprimanding them.
Finally.
"Did you see the card he used…?" a student asked, dazed.
"I remember there's a psychic spell called 'Mental Interference' that can briefly interfere with targets within a 3-meter radius, causing them to pause," another student explained. "Lanchi's spell is obviously similar, but… I can't be sure…"
The insidious nature of psychic control lies in its persistence—either continuous control or a brief effect that doesn't even require purification to dispel.
And so, at this moment, even the Saintess of Destruction was bewildered.
Before she could react, she had knelt before Lanchi.
"I'm screwed. Only a mother of ten could create such a card!"
"It must be a card he made himself!"
If they had seen this card before, they might have suspected it to be some infernal creation of the Shadow World.
But now, well-versed in the quirks of the Lanchi tribe and aware that Lanchi was a quasi-platinum card maker, the students of Eckert Academy needed no further explanation as to who had crafted this card!
"Damn that Lanchi!"
"No, what exactly is he as a white magician?"
From the electric battle to the moment Lanchi revealed his white magician abilities, the tide had turned in just a few seconds.
The students of Eckert Academy were still reeling from Lanchi's groundbreaking healing style.
"And why isn't he affected by the Great Loving Poet?"
As everyone knew, the core of Lanchi's system was the Great Loving Poet, a card that complemented the Lanchi tribe's talent for inciting enemies exceptionally well.
However, the Great Loving Poet was also a terrifying card that could devour its master, as it did not distinguish between allies and enemies. Without a firm will, one would fall under the spell of the poet's allure and emotional amplification, becoming a puppet under her control.
Yet, despite witnessing Lanchi's Shadow World challenges for so long, the students had never seen Lanchi exhibit any emotional changes due to the Great Loving Poet!
This man and his card, when combined, wreaked havoc without restraint and roamed free without consequence!
After a long silence, someone finally spoke up. "...Because he's a newly ascended Earthly Immortal, he doesn't possess human emotions."
"...You're right, but that's just Lanchi for you—a white magician with high stamina and incredibly high magic power limits. He has control, interference, immunity, built-in physical ridicule, the ability to trick you into signing contracts, and he can inflict unremovable anger and confusion on his opponents. And when the Great Loving Poet is unleashed, it's just..." A burly man from the Soul of the Fighter team spoke through tears, his face contorted in pain as if finally able to unburden himself to his classmates.
Even today, he couldn't forget the sight of their clubroom being destroyed by Lanchi and the usually tearless leader, Tzervini, weeping for an entire day.
...
Lichtenstein Castle Sanctuary.
Even as the sunset heralded the approaching dusk, the remaining sunlight filtered through the stained-glass windows, crisscrossing and seemingly capable of piercing every corner of the world.
In the radiant glow reflected from the largest rose window, Adelis, the Saintess of Destruction, had lost her balance and knelt on the ground.
Lanchi stood tall and motionless, looking down at her with a hint of pity and regret in his eyes.
"......!!"
As the realization of her situation sank in, humiliation weighed down on the Saintess of Destruction like an invisible mountain, crushing her dignity. Her fingers dug into the ground, her fingernails seeking to scratch deep grooves into the tiles, emitting a hoarse sound.
"Ahhh...!!!"
Her body trembled violently with pain and anger. Each quiver was like a challenge to the cruel reality, and her bitten lips had already drawn blood. Her pride and self-respect had drained away with the blood that left her body.
"Do you know your mistake?"
Lanchi's voice was calm but carried a hint of severity, as if torturing her last shred of dignity.
The Saintess of Destruction faced this unprecedented humiliation, her vision blurring as tears welled up, threatening to spill over.
Finally, a crystal tear slid down from her noble and cold eyes, landing on the cold tiles.
The Saintess of Destruction, who had never knelt before anyone.
She finally realized that at this moment, she had knelt on both knees before a young boy, in front of the people of the Southern Continent.
That incredibly sharp gaze, seemingly piercing through the Shadow World and into the present, made the Saintess of Destruction want to turn her opponent into ashes.
Yet, the distance between her and Lanchi felt infinitely far.
Lanchi's indifferent expression at this moment made it seem like he had never considered her a worthy opponent.
He was simply punishing her.
The Saintess of Destruction didn't know what other tricks Lanchi had up his sleeve that allowed him to treat her with such disdain.
As this thought clouded her mind, the last vestige of her sanity made a final choice.
Upon seeing this, the executioner, the Holy Knight, and the male guard reacted immediately!
"Kill!!!"
"Fight!!!"
They knew this was their chance.
The three of them maintained their full sprint, their weapons whipping up a gust of wind as they rushed towards the Saintess of Destruction, Adelis, like three bolts of lightning.
At this moment, the Saintess of Destruction's legs, which seemed to have lost all sensation, were trembling even more violently, a sign that she was regaining sensation and would be able to stand once again.
Even if their chances of subduing this desperate Saintess of Destruction today were slim, and their hopes of all surviving were almost non-existent, they remained resolute. They were determined to protect the safety of their teammates and spare the mortal world from calamity, even if it meant running headlong towards their deaths!
However, at this moment.
As the Saintess of Destruction slowly rose to her feet and looked clearly at Lanchi once more.
Lanchi was seen with a faint smile on his face, holding an orange epic card in each hand.
A sinister orange mist swirled around the card in his left hand, foreboding like the abyss, while the card in his right hand burst with scorching orange electric cocoons, sacred like the sun.
Whichever card it was, it sent a shiver of dread down the spine of the Saintess of Destruction.
Both of these cards were far from ordinary orange epics; they were terrifying killing moves that could decide her fate in an instant!
"..."
Lanchi said nothing, but the smile on his face was like that of a lake nymph, asking the Saintess of Destruction -
Which card would you like me to use on you?
(End of Chapter)
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