ing the gate, sat a handsome man. He was straight-backed with sparkling eyes, exuding an air of a learned scholar.The dark wood table before him was smooth as glass, and behind it, a gigantic window h...Chapter 330: Lan Qi's Sudden Confrontation with the Obliterating Bishop

Bandar Seri Begawan, a majestic city where grandeur and history intertwine, is embraced by the frozen earth and snow-capped mountains.

Whether in the morning or the afternoon, only a faint light from the snow-covered region illuminated the cold, hard gray stone, giving it a pale silver sheen. The ruggedness and scratches were all marks of time, and the story of the endless Holy War seemed to be awakened, beginning to whisper in the wind.

"…"

Ranch and Sid heard the increasingly distinct drums and orchestral war songs filtering through the layers of Bandar's city defenses.

The city gates were heavily guarded. After verifying Lance and West's identities, the taciturn imperial officer allowed them into Bandar City without a word.

When the two walked out of the city's suspension bridge.

Entering the upper echelons of the city-state.

The guards and officers behind them seemed to be still staring intently at them.

"Do these Imperial troops have any abnormalities"

Lancer gazed at the towering spires of Bandar City in the distance, softly asking beside him, Sid.

The city-state's appearance is heavily influenced by the ancient Herloom architectural style. Soaring spires, intricate stained glass windows, and complex stone carvings are ubiquitous. The walls are thick and sturdy, with a tower or battlement every few distances.

The street was wide and winding, its buildings towering on either side as if vying for the limited sunlight.

"None."

West Germany was subdued in its sights and sounds.

Despite this, she did feel that something was amiss with the atmosphere of this city-state.

The two walked along the road for a long time, but they still hadn't seen any residents.

However, their location was on the uneven levels of the city-states. If you carefully look at the streets as you walk, you'll find that they are actually wide suspension bridges, allowing you to see the lower levels of the city from the side.

Snowflakes in the sky drifted down with the wind, passing by the suspension bridge, until after a long time they fell into the lower levels of Bandar City.

Standing on the upper level, looking down at the lower level which was a full sixty or seventy meters below, it was like overlooking the earth from the clouds. Finally, one could see the small market and shops, with residents passing by from time to time. From food to magical devices, everything could be found there.

Lanch wore a pendant, its structure not a gemstone but a small magic device that could record the images he saw.

Its principle is similar to the Shadow World Recording Program of the Southern Continent, but this magical device has a higher level of encryption. It not only stores images but also records surrounding environmental details and magical fluctuations.

"

We may want to go down to the lower levels.

"

On the cobblestone streets paved in charcoal, one could only see Imperial soldiers in full plate armor patrolling, and cloaked members of the Obliteration Branch. They appeared to be in order, or rather, there was nothing amiss about them on their surface.

If any misfortune were to befall this city-state, the best evidence would most likely be found on its inhabitants.

The path down may require walking a distance within the city before you see the stairs, and jumping directly down would require extreme physical prowess or flight magic.

However.

Before Lance was aware of the subtle changes around him, a slender but powerful hand clamped onto his upper arm. The immense strength capable of crushing his bones was held in check by Siegfried with delicate precision, inflicting no harm upon him.

Lanche tried to speak, but his words were instantly swallowed by the powerful icy wind. The oppressive feeling coming from above confirmed that Sigrid had once again brought him to the sky.

This time, however, the target wasn't in the depths of the city as Lang said.

But West Germany went out on its own to the city-states.

Although Lanchi was surprised, he did not question Xide's judgment.

This city-state, besides the monks of Annihilation, has no living people left.

A cold, curt voice from West Germany drifted into his ear.

Even the Imperial troops at the city gates before were probably disguised elite members of the Annihilation Branch.

" ... !"

High above, Lance's emerald eyes finally pierced through the clouds, revealing the full extent of Bandra City.

Only the entrance where they stood still depicted peace, while the depths of the city-state were already shrouded in an ominous darkness.

The city-state's core, shrouded in an illusionary veil, was a blurry spectacle. Even without sight, one could sense the oppressive atmosphere, like a solar eclipse conjured by a legion of undead, reeking of death and decay.

Underneath the black mist, the collapsed buildings were strewn with withered limbs and broken arms. Whether old men, women, or children, their corpses lay piled together, the entire border city having become a graveyard after a feast of sacrifice. Under the pale sunlight, a suffocating sense of absurdity and hallucination hung over Bandara City.

Time seemed to stretch, the wind growing sharper. Ranch's vision blurred from the cold, except for West's hand still gripping him tightly, pulling him towards the city-state border at a frantic pace.

Lance didn't say much, and they didn't need to. They both knew they had to leave quickly.

Even though we haven't yet delved into the heart of the urban anomaly and obtained conclusive evidence.

But this was confirmed by the Heavenly Church itself, a change on the northern border. Once she informed the Imperial upper echelons, coupled with Major General Vanreku's high probability of being missing, the capital would surely be thrown into turmoil.

But the sins already committed in the north cannot be buried, they will inevitably be unearthed.

Just as Lance was thinking this, a layer of twisted, transparent barrier enveloped him instantly!

Siegfried's speed suddenly slowed, coming to a halt mid-air.

She cocked her head warily, catching sight of a figure that had materialized behind them at some point.

How are you two, what are your thoughts on this beautiful scenery

A smiling voice,

encompassed the entire city.

Lance also followed the discordant melody and looked back.

The sky was a canvas of leaden gray, storm clouds churning ominously above Bandra. The city lay in an eerie stillness, broken only by the occasional flashes of lightning that ripped through the winter haze, momentarily illuminating the imposing structures veiled within the mist.

There, on the platform at the top of the towering spire that pierced the clouds above Bandar City, stood a tall man in a dark gray coat, his gaze fixed upon them.

His skin was as white as snow, with not a trace of blood.

Apart from the almost casual aura of intoxicating magic he exuded, when he sealed the space around us, the very air seemed to freeze in that instant. A profound light emanated from him, like countless dark stars dancing within it, a magical entity that existed outside of space yet pierced our eyes and minds directly.

An ordinary person whose spiritual power is not strong enough, if they first face this aura that strikes the soul directly, may feel an indescribable connection with this world. In an instant, they will experience a long journey that transcends the body and time.

Finally completely stunned, kneeling on the ground and even crying.

Text formed by swirls does not belong to any known era. Only those who have seen relics from the divine age will know its meaning.

This is precisely the radiance that emanates when the blessing of [Primary Slate] is bestowed.

And this piece, which could bestow enhancements upon sealing magic, explains the identity of its owner.

As if sensing Lance's gaze, the man turned to look at him.

Those deep gray eyes seemed like an abyss, able to draw people in and make their souls gradually lose themselves.

Asksan smiled and watched the two of them.

When he stood there, an intangible terror emanated from him, leaving all beings feeling small and helpless. And when he moved, all sense of security would crumble before him.

Today is chapter four, and there are three more chapters left.

(The End)

[ ]lingering in her mind.A brief exchange will make it easy to judge.Lancy's gaze fell upon the murals, becoming gradually entranced.Until after a while.It is said that when these thirty-two original sto...