Chapter 568: It's Not Over Yet?!
Chapter 568: It's Not Over Yet?!
Prince Andre, startled, stared at the blade tip protruding from the Royal Banquet painting, struggling to cut horizontally. He was so shocked that he didn't have time to ponder how Lyon could break through the world fragment. Instead, he rushed forward and grabbed the frame, attempting to forcefully push the blade tip back.
No matter how much strength he exerted, the slit in the canvas continued to grow uncontrollably. A hand reached out from within, gripping the edge of the slit.
"Shhhlack!"
Accompanied by an unpleasant tearing sound, the canvas, unable to withstand the struggle between the two, tore downward along the slit cut by the Silver Slicer.
As the blade tip slid across the edge of the canvas, completely severing the painting, a figure familiar to both Andre and Felicia suddenly rolled out of the tear. Without hesitation, the figure swung the knife backward, slicing the floating Royal Banquet painting in two!
No!!!
Gazing at the painting, now completely devoid of its "vitality" after being cleaved in half, Prince Andre felt a chill run through his body. He stood frozen, maintaining the posture of holding the frame.
As if a door had been opened, the warm and joyful scene of the Royal Banquet painting quickly faded, and one by one, the lifelike figures began to lose their color. In their place, broken souls emerged from the canvas, rushing out and scattering in all directions.
It's over... Everything is over...
Watching the familiar souls pouring out of the painting, desperately fleeing, Prince Andre instinctively raised his hand, unconsciously wanting to grasp something, but in the end, he helplessly lowered his hand.
The world fragment he had obtained from the Butcher King Guild had already merged with the entire Royal Banquet painting. Since the painting was now destroyed, the fate of those souls no longer mattered.
His dreams and expectations had been utterly shattered, with no chance of realization.
"Why?"
After closing his eyes in pain, Prince Andre released the frame and stared at Lyon, who was panting heavily across from him. Clenching his fists, he said with resentment, "I just wanted to retrieve what I had lost! Why must you..."
"Crack!"
Before he could finish his angry question, Lyon, his face turning pale, took a low step and, in a posture almost skimming the ground, crossed the five-meter distance between them in an instant, reaching Prince Andre. Under the horrified gaze of Felicia, whose mouth had been covered from a distance, Lyon swiftly and decisively beheaded Prince Andre with a single stroke of his knife!
Even after the beheading, Lyon, still wary, released the Silver Slicer from his right hand and passed it to his empty left hand, severing Prince Andre's wrists, which were stained with paint!
I'm willing to talk, but only after I've secured my victory!
After seeing Prince Andre's bewildered gaze, Lyon remained unconvinced. He turned his attention to the fallen painting supplies and the easel on the ground not far away, tightening his grip on the Silver Slicer.
Senior Emma's Survival Manual stated that the best way to gather information was to chat with your opponent before taking action, and in situations where silence was golden, one's chances of victory increased.
"..."
Forget it, if that's the case, I don't need to ask anymore.
Gazing at the decapitated head and severed hands of Prince Andre, Leon was still not at ease. He brandished his knife, slicing up the easel, paintbrushes, and other items, and even the paint on the ground. Prince Andre's head, which had fallen to the ground, remained silent for a moment before slowly closing its eyes.
...
Hmm?
At the moment Prince Andre closed his eyes, Leon, who had been observing his condition, couldn't help but pause, his brows furrowing as he looked over.
Is he... dead?
That shouldn't be possible. Considering Felicia's unique situation, she might not receive approval from the Watch Palace. He hadn't intended to kill him, but rather chose to cut him open while he was still alive. Why did his soul suddenly... um... wait!
As Prince Andre's soul gradually faded and withered, Lyon, sensing something amiss, suddenly turned around.
Immediately, he was shocked to discover that among the three pieces of the Royal Banquet painting on the ground, a familiar small figure was coldly staring at him from within the canvas, expressionless with its mouth slightly open.
'It's not over yet.'
Reading these words from the young Andre's mouth, Lyon, realizing the situation, immediately turned back and rushed forward, preparing to cut the Prince in the painting again.
However, at that moment, a large amount of bright paint, even more vibrant than a solar halo, surged out from the canvas of the Royal Banquet, sweeping Leon back and spreading out rapidly in all directions.
The Old Garden, the Corlock Palace, the square outside the palace, the entire District 1, and the four surrounding blocks...
An immense amount of paint gushed out from the canvas, flowing along the connecting tracks of each district like a tsunami. In less than five seconds, over eight hundred blocks throughout the Corlock Kingdom were covered in a layer of dazzling yet desolate orange-red.
What is this?
Leon, standing amidst the grass that was brushed by the flood of paint without even a sway, merely dyed with a thin orange-red hue, couldn't help but frown deeply.
After the paint had flooded out, dyeing the entire Corlock Kingdom in orange-red, the Royal Banquet painting on the ground slightly wobbled and silently merged into the surrounding world.
"Rest assured, I won't harm Felicia now."
As Leon was fully focused on guarding against potential attacks from the surroundings, Young Andre, holding a ball, slowly emerged from where the Royal Banquet had disappeared, and calmly said:
"Although she's not my sister, she is indeed a part of Felicia's soul. After you destroyed the Royal Banquet, I no longer have a reason to harm her. Your mission is complete."
"So what now?"
Seeing the paint-formed Prince Andre, Leon judged that the Silver Slicer would likely be ineffective against him, so he suppressed his urge to attack and narrowed his eyes, asking:
"What are you planning to do next? Revenge for destroying your painting?"
"Yes, I do have that intention."
Prince Andre nodded, acknowledging Leon's assessment, and then calmly asked:
"But before that, I have a question for you... With your previous level, you shouldn't have been able to tear open the Royal Banquet. I'm curious, how did you obtain power beyond the True God Realm?"
"..."
(End of Chapter)
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