Chapter 1409: Chapter 433 God Skill – Let There Be Light_3 Chapter 1409: Chapter 433 God Skill – Let There Be Light_3 “`
The mont this domineering Dragon’s Might erged, even without lifting a finger, the vast majority of Dragon-blooded Card Masters and Sub-dragons lost their will to resist.
At this level, they seed utterly ready to be slaughtered.
Watching the trembling group of Dragon-blooded Card Masters, Leonard Churchill suddenly felt the scene was overly dramatic.
He also realized that no matter how strong the so-called Dragon-blooded Card Masters were, they were nothing but slaves to the Great Dragons.
The future of Card Master Civilization would still depend on humans.
But, shock aside, Leonard Churchill was not idle. Just when the Bone Dragon appeared and intimidated the shield-breaking Lizard Mages, he and Camilla had seized the opportunity to once again close in on Robert and launched another round of their seamlessly coordinated attacks.
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
“…”
The sounds of heavy blows like cannon fire reverberated through the relics.
This man, known as the rcenary Corps Leader Gashar, the “Dragon Master”, was now entirely suppressed by the sudden appearance of the Bone Dragon.
Even his own Dragon Clan bloodline had beco a burden.
Ordinarily, he could have resisted through his tier superiority, but once intimidated, his strength was significantly limited.
Leonard Churchill and Camilla’s attacks were deadly. Soon, a sound of “piercing” rang out as an icicle penetrated Robert’s head, and the Seventh Ranker was instantly killed on the spot.
…
Leonard Churchill and Camilla had joined forces to kill Robert, bringing the battle to an abrupt end.
anwhile, Tracy Garcia had not killed the seven Sub-dragons.
Instead, she had communicated with them, seemingly interested.
Now that their master was dead, the Blood Covenant had automatically dissipated, and as she said before, she was very interested in having Flying Dragon mounts.
Leonard Churchill collected the body in one sweep, with no intention of lingering.
Most of the Southern Continent’s pursuers were still trapped within that Iron Dragon. The mont he teleported over, he was ready to completely eliminate these enemies.
However, just as he started and had not killed many, a dominating pressure suddenly descended from the sky: “Hmph!”
Clearly, that pressure targeted the trio of Leonard Churchill.
Leonard Churchill felt as if struck by lightning, unable to hold back the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
But in his heart, there was no surprise as he muttered to himself, “As expected, they’ve co…”
Although the newcor had used intimidation tactics, they had obviously not co to kill. Capturing them alive and extracting information was evidently more valuable than killing them.
Following that cold snort, they looked up and saw an old man with white hair in a dark red cloak embroidered with golden patterns step out from the Void.
One could almost distinguish the internal positions within the Holy Church based on attire.
When Leonard Churchill saw this dark red cloak with golden embroidery, he imdiately knew this was the Red Robed Archbishop who had previously chased after Griffith.
“It’s Archbishop Lambert!”
“My God, we’re saved, praise the Holy See.”
“What brings this gentleman here…”
“…”
The mont the old man appeared, his powerful aura instantly dispersed the pressure from the Bone Dragon in the sky, and those rcenaries and Holy Tribunal personnel caged and waiting for death felt as if their burdens were lifted.
They were saved.
In their eyes, with this person here,
Everyone knelt on the ground in unison, filled with surprise and clearly unaware that the Red Robed Archbishop had been in the relics.
Leonard Churchill wiped the blood from his mouth, his expression unchanged. Camilla and Tracy Garcia promptly joined him at his side.
The three of them looked at the newly arrived powerful figure, showing no sign of alarm on their faces.
To others, even making eye contact with such a top-tier power was an offense hardly forgivable.
Yet, the trio gazed indifferently at the red-robed elder and the several Senior Deacons with him.
The Red Robed Archbishop was initially puzzled by the sudden appearance of the trio, but after a mont of eye contact, he suddenly realized sothing and said coldly, “So, it’s the Rebel Dragon Army’s n, is it…”
Hearing this, Leonard Churchill responded without fear, “Your Excellency guessed right.”
Everything before was just a performance to lure the enemy. Now was the real challenge.
With the main target in sight, there was no longer any point in hiding.
Moreover, a master of that realm had very acute crisis intuition. Even the slightest flaw could expose the truth, making concealnt aningless.
The Archbishop showed no change in expression upon hearing this.
The Rebel Dragon Army had only a handful of people left, and even if it was a real trap set for assassination, he had no fear at all.
After all, he had personally participated in inflicting severe wounds on Griffith, the leader of the Rebel Dragon Army, twice before.
He was all too clear about how much strength they had left.
Furthermore, they had co here to this relic to pursue these high-ranking mbers of the Rebel Dragon Army. If the enemy was offering themselves up, that suited him just fine.
Another opportunity like this would allow for a complete resolution of the problem.
As for the three minor figures, he was even less anxious to act.
The old man asked gravely, “Since it’s an ambush, that ans your leader is here as well?”
Leonard Churchill did not doubt the old man could guess; he grinned and said, “Yeah, that’s right.”
The plan was never expected to fool them. Even the spur-of-the-mont tactics to lure the enemy were so rough that anyone could see through them at a glance.
The opportunity in this plan wasn’t about the ambush; rather, they had no idea that Griffith’s injuries were already healed!
Before their words had even faded, it was as if they faintly heard a gentle chant: “Holy Domain unfolds, a kaleidoscopic world… God Skill·Daydrear’s Rainbow House.”
And in the blink of an eye, the surrounding environnt took on a twisted, painted quality.
The Void around them suddenly transford into a massive, fortified castle.
Everyone beca little figures within the castle.
The Red Robed Archbishop showed no surprise, a space-limiting Barrier?
This posed little real threat to him.
Instead, he cast a cold glance toward a certain location in the Void.
Seeing this Holy Domain, he beca certain that the Holy Tribunal’s pursuit target had arrived.
In an instant, a woman dressed in a plain palace gown stepped out from the painting, stunningly beautiful beyond words.
It was none other than Griffith, the leader of the Rebel Dragon Army!
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