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Chapter 345: Lanchi, Truly a Saint
Chapter 345: Lanchi, Truly a Saint
Sigrid's intuition remained sharp as she sensed the strange aura permeating the air. In an instant, she grabbed Lanchi's arm and pulled him away, barely dodging a sharp seal spell that sliced through the air.
This spell, like a deep gray wall, rose swiftly from the ground, dividing and cleaving the earth to reveal the deeper soil beneath the snow.
Just as the two were about to land, time seemed to stretch once more, and the edges of space suddenly glowed with purple halos.
Unlike the previous time, the caster had already anticipated their movements.
A massive transparent cage formed, imprisoning Lanchi and Sigrid with invisible mana that turned into heavy chains binding their legs, making it difficult for them to move.
In the distance, on the snowy ground, a deep gray figure stood, his palm raised with fingers slightly curved, ready to control the entire snowy domain.
He looked at the sealed Lanchi and Sigrid, a trace of compassion on his lips as if observing two mice caught in his trap.
Sid stared coldly in that direction, her guard up as the sudden ambush put her on edge.
"It's an honor to face the Bishop of Dominance." Her voice echoed across the snowy plain like a tolling bell.
"But I never expected you to be so destitute today, relying on such a weak Son of Dominance."
"Anielo..." Sid's voice carried a hint of long-suppressed anger.
The Son of Oblivion had found them earlier but chose to remain hidden, sending wave after wave of Priests to wear down and test Lanchi and Sid's true abilities.
He didn't want his followers to know that he was the one who would kill the Bishop of Dominance today, nor did he want anyone to know that the [Original Stone Tablet-Basic] would fall into his hands.
Now, with the dawn approaching and the Bishop of Dominance weakened, he finally revealed himself.
The impending dawn on the snowy plain was cruelly paused, and in the dim snow-filled sky, a battle was about to erupt.
Even though Sigrid used purification magic to break free from the restraints in an instant and grabbed Lanchi to flee again, behind them, Anielo slowly raised his hand, each knuckle seemingly imbued with powerful magic. The cold, gray mana in the air grew denser.
The snow-covered ground began to crack, each fissure as if sliced by an invisible blade, turning the snowy domain into a massive magic circle.
Then, the cracks began to glow, and gray-black fog rose into the sky, sealing off the entire snowy domain in front of Sigrid and Lanchi, enveloping them heavily.
Just as Sigrid's figure flickered and reappeared on the other side, another magical barrier, a powerful mental oppression, locked them in once more.
At this point, even Sigrid realized that she and Lanchi were no match for Anielo in their current state. Escaping from the calm and collected Son of Oblivion, let alone fighting him, seemed as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Anielo approached slowly, his footsteps making no sound on the snowy ground.
Maintaining a certain distance, he watched Sigrid, who was still resisting, with a detached coldness in his eyes. He focused his mana on his fingertips, and the air in the direction he pointed began to distort, forming deep gray fissures that seemed capable of instantly crushing anything they devoured.
Gray lines crisscrossed in the space, further restricting the movement of Sigrid and Lanchi.
Sigrid knew this magic all too well.
It was the same magic that Askesan had used against her during the battle in Bandora City on the Northern Border.
If one touched those gray lines that resembled cracks in the air, they would trigger a rapid expansion and cross-burst.
In their current state, neither she nor Lanchi could withstand a large-scale trigger-damage spell from a peak sixth-rank mage like Anielo.
"Once triggered, she and Lanchi would undoubtedly perish."
"Ah."
Sigrid felt exhaustion and powerlessness wash over her, and she could only look at Lanchi.
Having been pursued relentlessly, she had already exhausted her strength. With the moon now hidden, even dealing with a High Priest had become challenging.
If her Son of Dominance couldn't defeat the Son of Oblivion, then the two of them would meet their end here today.
"Is that Anielo, the Son of Oblivion?"
Lanchi sought confirmation from Sid.
"It is him."
Sid was certain that this was the same person who had killed her Son of Dominance.
However, due to her status, she, as an eighth-rank Cardinal Bishop, wouldn't stoop so low as to break the agreement between Cardinal Bishops and pursue a Son of Dominance.
"Are you sure I won't kill you?" Anielo asked, a rare curve forming at the corners of his mouth as he witnessed the interaction between the Bishop of Dominance and her Son.
He had never seen such a destitute Cardinal Bishop nor such a feeble Son of Dominance.
Of course, he had also witnessed the so-called sealing technique of the Son of Dominance, and while this guy was indeed a bit special, his corresponding restrictions were immense. After this prolonged pursuit, his magical power should be nearly exhausted.
However, he didn't intend to kill the two of them here; instead, he planned to capture them and imprison them in a place unknown to anyone else.
The Son of Dominance could then be publicly tortured and executed once his value had been exhausted, and as for the Cardinal Church of Dominance...
Just the thought of it brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to Anielo, and he could no longer suppress the sickening smile that tugged at his lips.
"Cardinal Church of Dominance, did you know? Your Son of Dominance was truly something else."
Anielo gently propped his chin up as he appraised Sigrid from afar, a mocking tone in his voice.
"It's a pity you didn't see her desperate struggles and her inability to even end her own life... Soon after, she was completely broken, and she couldn't even bring her child into this world. I dared not let you know about this, for I feared you would go mad with rage and come after me..."
"But I never expected that not only would I get my hands on the Son of Dominance of the Cardinal Church of Dominance, but I would also be able to savor the Cardinal Church itself."
His eyes shone with obsession and intoxication, making no attempt to hide his greed for the treasures of the Cardinal Church and his desire to desecrate and humiliate it.
From then on, he wouldn't have to fear retaliation from the Cardinal Church of Dominance, and he could even take this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to capture the Church itself!
And after killing the Cardinal Church of Dominance with his own hands, he would become the new Cardinal Bishop. Just that peculiar, tailor-made, and indestructible Bishop's Proof would be his chance to break through to the seventh rank.
Everything was just so perfect!
Anielo couldn't help but savor this rare moment of happiness in his life.
In the distance—
"..."
Sigrid remained silent, shadows dancing on her face, and her eyes hidden beneath her hair. She didn't flinch or lose her composure at Anielo's words, but her fingers trembled slightly, and the veins on the back of her hand pulsed.
Anielo simply enjoyed the sight of the powerless Cardinal Church of Dominance, anticipating her furious rage.
After a moment—
"Saint..."
She called out softly to Lanchi beside her.
"Hmm?"
Lanchi leaned his ear closer to her.
"Can you inflict capital punishment on him?"
Her soft voice carried a hint of terror, as if it were the utmost anger born from powerlessness.
"No, I'm going to use my love to redeem him."
Lanchi vetoed the idea.
"..."
Sid should have been extremely disappointed to hear this.
But hearing those words from her Son of Dominance, this overly virtuous statement took on a different flavor.
Based on her understanding of her Son of Dominance, once he occupied the moral high ground, this living Yama King would undoubtedly do something even more excessive than capital punishment!
As always, her Son of Dominance was the best.
(End of Chapter)
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