Chapter 1342: Chapter 411: Disaster Object [The Prophet Falla’s Pen of Cause and Effect]_2 Chapter 1342: Chapter 411: Disaster Object [The Prophet Falla’s Pen of Cause and Effect]_2 Tracy Garcia saw Leonard Churchill use “Void Displacent” with one hand and her eyes blinked, murmuring in her heart, “It seems I am not the only one who has grown stronger. Mr. Leonard Churchill has also beco very formidable.”
….
As soon as the arena appeared, the scales of victory imdiately tilted.
Leonard had originally planned for Tracy Garcia to help him hold off a Seventh Rank, but he hadn’t expected her to be so powerful, controlling the entire field.
This way, he only had to focus on dealing with that blind old man.
But even with help, a Seventh Rank wasn’t so easy to kill.
Leonard had just teleported there, raising his hand and punching toward the dark curtain.
Now, with the “Black Demon” gloves’ repulsive force field enveloping his body, theoretically, no dark type spell should be able to harm him.
Moreover, the blind old man seed to know he couldn’t escape and didn’t plan to run.
But Leonard didn’t think it would be so easy to kill the opponent, curiously thinking, “The old man foresaw my appearance here, how will he deal with it?”
He had expected the opponent to have so special thod to dodge this almost certain death punch, or to use so relic to block it.
However, the outco surprised Leonard.
The ripples from his fist exploded on the dark curtain, and the charged punch created web-like cracks in the space around it.
The prophet’s physical body was weak and not adept at various defensive thods; the dark curtain couldn’t completely stop the widespread spread of the gravitational wave impact.
“Pff!”
Suddenly, a sound like flesh bursting open was heard.
Leonard also clearly sensed the target’s “air” dispersing.
The dark curtain burst open like a balloon, with visibly exploding flesh inside.
Even Leonard vividly sensed the uncontrolled extraordinary traits from the body fragnts.
“Just like that, he’s killed?”
As Leonard watched this scene, disbelief also appeared in his eyes.
Had he killed a Seventh Rank prophet that easily?
However, before he could dwell on this question, a thick sense of deadly danger instantly struck him.
Leonard had no ti to dodge, and his body “burst” into a mass of rotten flesh.
This scene was overly dramatic, looking like both parties had perished together?
Even Tracy Garcia, who was constantly observing the battlefield from a distance, trembled sharply in her crystal eyes, but soon as if she discovered sothing, her furrowed brow imdiately relaxed, and she put down the spell she had been preparing.
A bizarre scene ensued.
Leonard slowly stood up from the shadow not far from his exploded body.
Just as he stood up, he then “popped” again into pieces.
A second shadow stood up not far away, and Leonard finally completely neutralized that mysterious force.
Watching the scene before him, Leonard also slightly squinted his eyes, curling his lips into a smile, “That was close, I almost died again…”
Indeed, the thods of a Seventh Rank prophet were not so simple.
Of course, he had seen that the thod that ignored all defenses was a very clever “Curse Skill.”
Moreover, the curse was exceptionally strong, seemingly perford by the blind old man using his own life as a dium.
This strike was enough to easily kill any card master below the Eighth Rank.
Regrettably, Leonard had long predicted this possibility.
In fact, when he previously tested the opponent’s divination capabilities, he had already noticed that after being injured, his flesh and blood might have been collected by the enemy.
Flesh and blood are necessary conditions for performing targeted curse skills.
If it were Leonard himself, knowing any curse skills, he certainly would not overlook this ans of ignoring defense.
Since he thought of it, he naturally was not unprepared.
Therefore, from the beginning to the end, he never used “Shadow Substitute,” a joker-exclusive divine magic that exempts a killing strike.
The purpose was to guard against those mysterious type thods that the Black Demon gloves couldn’t resist.
And prophecies are limited, a single release of destiny curse skill.
The blind old man might have foreseen his own demise, but he couldn’t foresee right after that Leonard would escape using shadow secret skill.
So it was almost certain that Leonard, by using this maneuver, would surely survive.
The fact again proved that his precaution resolved this deadly crisis.
Leonard was not surprised to be attacked, but he was surprised that the blind old man gambled his own life in a final effort?
Really dead?
Clearly not.
Just as Leonard stood up from the shadow, not far away, that mass of flesh visibly condensed as if ti was reversing, and in the blink of an eye, it reshaped into the blind old man!
….
“Eh?”
Seeing this resurrection right in front of him, Leonard was also extrely surprised.
It definitely wasn’t so substitute magic like he had used.
He had just watched this guy die beyond any doubt; how could he have resurrected?
Resurrection?
Healing?
Or so other thod?
It was precisely because he couldn’t understand it that he was so amazed.
However, the expression on the blind old man across from him was equally astonished; he had never expected that his all-in curse wouldn’t kill the target?
Watching Leonard erge from the shadow, not just the old man, but the faces of those seven or eight people from the Southern Continent all stiffened simultaneously.
They then realized they had encountered an opponent with a terrifying capacity for calculation.
Everyone knew that facing the High Church Executor, Lord Ram’s prophecy ability was an almost unsolvable situation.
Yet they saw a different outco—this guy not only didn’t die but had almost killed the Great Deacon?
Leonard, looking at the resurrected old man, did notice so changes.
The guy had originally been old, but after resurrection, he looked even a decade older, already giving off the feel of a flickering lamp running out of oil.
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