ne else.Maintaining this kind of acting that is diametrically opposed to one's inner emotions, every minute and every second is a fatal torment for the actor.Everything is a gift from the Goddess, we...Chapter 335: A Thousand Suns on the Northern Tundra

Ranch's move plunged the entire battlefield into a momentary silence. (Due to caching reasons, please users directly browse the website to view the fastest chapter updates.)

And Asksang and the hooded man, obviously hadn't expected such a result. Their eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

The nuclear fusion wolf's eyes were deep and glowed red, staring at everything on the battlefield. But what was most eye-catching was its mouth billowing with steam, just beneath that gaping maw, a bottomless black worm was sealed!

The smoke and magic energy on the battlefield all came to a standstill, focus involuntarily drawn to this strange wolf.

Sieglinde, despite being a master of the divine arts and having experienced countless outlandish, epic spells in her many duels, found herself speechless at this moment. Her heart pounded like a drumbeat against her ribs.

Asksan's facial nerves twisted obviously, his usually ruthless and cold eyes flickered with surprise. As the Annihilation Bishop, the world's foremost sealer, he had never seen such a series of sealing magic or summoning beasts. What puzzled him even more was that why would a gifted sealer become the holy son of the Tyrant Bishop

Even though the Robe Man's concealed magic made it impossible to gauge his reactions, it was clear that his entire upper body had stiffened. His usually bottomless eyes seemed to be struggling to suppress his emotions. He rarely showed genuine emotional fluctuations, but Ranche's actions at this moment had clearly crossed a line in his heart!

At this most crucial moment.

Siegfried's eyes flared with lightning-sharp intensity, his body radiating a brilliance of silver at its zenith. In his hands, power gathered like a reflection, capable of shattering any obstacle.

She gathered all her strength, unleashing the most powerful strike of her career. Her body transformed into a comet, colliding with the black-robed man in an instant with the force of shattering heaven and earth!

The entire process was completed in the blink of an eye. Its speed was so fast that even Asksang, who was not far away, could hardly catch its movements. The power of this strike was so great that it even tore apart the clouds in the sky, momentarily revealing a short-lived expanse of white snow.

The Black Robe was completely unprepared for this sudden and powerful attack. He had almost no reaction time, and could only helplessly feel the full force of Sigrid's strike crashing into him.

The immense force sent the man in black flying backwards, smashing through hundreds of meters of rubble behind him. Dust billowed as wisps of black smoke emerged from his body, and on his chest, the indelible silver glow continued to erode his dark magic. It was Sigrid's ultimate punch infused with her perfected martial arts that had dealt this devastating blow.

After successfully striking the man in black, Sigrid's body seemed to be unable to withstand the immense drain. Her whole being appeared drained of energy, her legs turning weak and wobbly as she hung suspended in mid-air, looking incredibly frail. Yet, her sapphire-like eyes remained, holding onto an unwavering resolve that would never extinguish.

"Siegfried! Come!"

Lanche's voice, even on this ever-changing battlefield of death, reached Sieglinde with unusual clarity.

Or perhaps, even without words, the moment her gaze fell upon Lance's emerald eyes, she understood his meaning.

Siegfried, hearing Lance's words, surged forward with the last of his strength, his weary eyes showing no hesitation whatsoever.

And Lan Qi also stuffed all the purple-enchanted magic cards of ranks six and seven that he had collected in the capital into the giant wolf's mouth as if feeding it.

Besides the Abyssal Black Worm it devoured, the Nuclear Fusion Wolf consumed hundreds of sealed magic cards in an instant.

The 【Nuclear Fusion Wolf】 can self-destruct, and chain detonate all the magic cards it has consumed!

He will absolutely not give the 【Abyssal Black Worm】 back to the Dark Robes!

Siegfried's figure, which had been suppressed in the air by the two powerful beings, now seemed to be imbued with new life. His body bent gracefully and then kicked off mid-air, creating a sharp gust of wind under the closing thunderclouds on the horizon. He leaped towards Lance's location.

The wind is picking up and the thunder is getting louder!

Everything has come to its final moment.

"Ask Samson, don't hold back anymore!"

The hooded figure struggled to his feet, fighting the dizziness as he called out to Askos who was still able to intercept Sieglinde.

He knows Asksang this guy still has something in reserve.

All seal masters are like this, the greater the price paid for a sealing art, the stronger its power.

A sealer would never use their trump card, a technique that harms them as much as it harms the enemy, unless absolutely necessary!

Originally, Asksand's state was worse than his. That sly Annihilator Bishop had been guarding him, waiting for an opportunity to profit from it.

Now that his condition is so bad, Asksang has no reason to hesitate any longer!

Even if Asksang paid the price and his state became similar to theirs, there wouldn't be anyone betraying the other. Sieglinde hasn't even played their trump cards for survival yet, they wouldn't be so greedy as to covet each other's lives at this point.

Asksand's teeth gritted together with a sickening crunch. Without a moment's hesitation, he gathered the last vestiges of his power and hurled a devastating sealing spell at Sigrid. Blood erupted from his seven orifices uncontrollably in an instant.

Siegfried who falls for this trap will surely be destined for defeat!

In the moment when Sieglinde, unwilling to fight anymore and determined to flee, was at her most vulnerable and exposed!

When that oppressive, deep-grey miasma of corruption surged towards Sigrid like a raging storm, she felt an unprecedented sense of dread and danger. Every wisp carried bottomless malice, intent on shattering her to her core.

This feeling is like being pierced by countless ice picks in the heart, reaching deep into the soul.

Every drop of sweat from Asksaan in the distance seemed to be whispering his determination and madness at this moment.

Under his tightly shut eyes, tears and blood mingled, the harsh price he paid became the catalyst for his vicious magic, awakening a power deeply hidden.

That magic was like chains forgotten by time, etching a distant age and cruel fate. It pierced through Sigrid's heart. In that instant, she heard the sound of her own bones shattering within her body. Every cell in her being was destroyed, reborn, then destroyed again, as if caught in an endless cycle of pain, like waves crashing on the shore.

And the final echo of the binding spell was a crimson bloodlight. Though it failed to kill Sigrid outright, it seemed to fix her in this moment of agony forever, transforming into a brand that radiated ill omens.

In Siegfried's heart-wrenching scream, the silver automaton also vanished.

But Lance had already stepped out.

The next second.

She fell from mid-air and was caught steadily by Lance.

“Ha……ha……”

In the distance, Asksan panted, looking with satisfaction at Sieglinde who was successfully hit until she was on the brink of death. The remaining opponent was only this one equally powerless Overlord's Son.

This seal's cost to Asksang was enormous, and he wouldn't resort to such desperate measures against Sigrid unless absolutely necessary.

Askshan's image was no longer the cold and arrogant one he once was. His face was twisted, his body trembled, every muscle screamed of the immense cost he had just paid for casting that sealing spell.

Even so, he and the robed man were not without fighting power.

There is an unbridgeable chasm between them and this last ant.

But it is far away.

Lancer showed no fear towards Asksam and the Black Robe.

"……"

Lan Qi's eyes were as firm as rock, staring straight at Asksang. The depths within their emerald green could not be described in words.

Across the expanse, Lance stared intently at Asksan.

Only the wind stirred, encasing Lancy and Sigrid in its embrace, accompanied by the earth-shattering roars of the tempestuous dragons.

Lancer carried the nearly unconscious Sigrid, turning and walking backward.

"You think you can run away under our noses! Don't get too cocky!!"

At this moment, in the distance, the robed figure finally endured the pain after being heavily injured by Sieglinde, transforming into an abyssal torrent and rushing towards Lance.

This weakling, who they had once overlooked, somehow managed to seal his [Abyssal Black Worm].

This is a disgrace to him!

And that arrogant look, whether he still had the guts or not, was unbearable!

How could we possibly let just a mere Hegemon Saint Son run away so brazenly with the Hegemon Church Where would their face be!

However.

Lancer paid no heed to the black-robed figures approaching him.

"Asksan, the next time we meet will be when I reclaim your primordial slate."

The gale gradually concealed his figure.

And at the same time, the nuclear fusion wolf's eyes turned a complete red, its body cracking and emitting a terrifying light.

Those eyes were like rubies, radiating a terrifying light. Every crack in them spoke of a power more intense than destruction, deeper than oblivion. And the light emanating from them pierced through the clouds like the sun!

Under the dazzling white light, silence, an infinite silence, replaced the expected thunderous roar. The only sounds were Asksang and the cloaked man's coarse breathing.

This pivotal moment became a vast expanse of time.

Just as the speed of sound is far slower than that of light, neither the windswept Ranch nor Askos had yet perceived the rumbling roar of the earth's shattering in this instant.

At the very moment when the deafening explosion finally ripped through the city of Bandral, the Protoss Empire, and indeed the entire world, were forever changed.

The northern tundra of the Protoss Empire.

On the distant horizon, a small point appeared, rapidly expanding, accompanied by a powerful white light.

Then, a deafening roar suddenly erupted, as if the earth itself was roaring in anger.

The city walls and mountains began to warp and shatter before this raging shockwave. Immense energy ripped across the surface, buildings were scattered like scraps of paper, and trees and vegetation were consumed by the white light.

As time seemed to stretch on, the white light continued to expand and rise, until it engulfed everything in the sky!

A myriad of lights and colors filled the sky, like the manifestation of divine power. A thousand suns would be needed to rival its splendor.

Today over six thousand more, begging for monthly tickets

(The End)

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