Chapter 347 Who is Lanqi?
At the same time, on the horizon of the snowy plain, the first ray of sunlight finally broke through the silence of the night.
The figure with black hair and green eyes stood with his back to the sun, and the brilliant light seemed to shine because of him, coating the ends of his hair with a layer of glory, flowing like gold and silver, and fluttering in the breeze.
The pure golden light gradually spread across the earth behind him, as if to dispel all the darkness, dyeing the blue-gray sky into red and orange, and covering the cold snowy area with a layer of dazzling coat.
Lanqi looked at Agnello with such calm eyes, as if he had never considered a mere Son of Annihilation as an opponent.
That was the look in the eyes of God when he looked down upon the tiny human being. He might have seen him, or he might not have seen him at all.
All the sixth-level sealing magic seemed as illusory as bubbles under the power of the seventh-level wind magic and [Original Slate-Wind].
On the other side, the confidence and pride that were once on Agnello's face were now replaced by fear and panic. His eyes, as deep as the sea, were wide open. His original calm aura, which seemed to be in control of the ups and downs, had already collapsed the moment Lanci used the power of [Original Slate-Wind].
The chill running down his spine made Agnello twist his body, no longer caring about anything, and run backwards.
Before his body began to feel weak and cold, his instinct was to run away.
This kind of fear is not only an instinct when facing an invincible enemy, but also because he knows too many secrets, which are about to crush the insignificant him!
Even though he was the Son of Destruction, it was not shameful to run away when facing a high priest of the bishop level! ! His frantically beating heart told him that fortunately the other party was the most chaste high priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny, and would not do such a thing as bullying the weak! Otherwise, Loren would have personally wiped out the sons and daughters of the Bishop of Destruction.
And if people of their status go to great lengths to kill the Holy Son or Holy Maiden with their own hands, it will only cause the Cardinal to start hunting low-level priests madly and even more unscrupulously.
This is also the balance and compromise that Loren chose to some extent!
But this doesn't mean that if I stay in front of Loren, he won't kill me at will. After all, it was he who took the initiative to get in front of Loren.
Agnello's hand, the hand that once powered the sealing technique, was now trembling. Without waiting or stopping, he turned around at almost the fastest speed. Every step seemed so heavy. He wanted to trample all the fear under his feet and escape from this horrible snowfield.
The surrounding snow was blown away by him, leaving a unique trace on the snowfield, like the tail of a loser falling off when he escapes.
His deep footprints were left in the snow. They were carried up by the wind with the roar of the air current and soon turned into afterimages and flew away into the distance. The strength of the wind and waves was enough to prove how much he wanted to get away from this place at the moment.
for a long time.
“…”
Ranchi, who was in the distance, looked at the direction where the Son of Annihilation fled in panic until he completely disappeared, and smiled faintly.
Even without his previous promise, the Son of Nirvana would definitely choose to escape to the Snowfield Province.
The only place with a communication terminal within the nearest distance is the Snowfield Province, which Agnello can borrow to contact other places.
Although the communication terminals in the Snowfield Province are now blocked by the Imperial Army, Bishop Asksan of Annihilation must have given the Son of Annihilation Agnello the authority to unlock them, so that he can be entrusted with the important task of blocking the Catholic Church.
Unfortunately, Ranci also has the authority to prevent the Son of Nirvana, Agnello, from ever having the chance to touch the communication terminal.
"What awaits bad students is a never-ending fate and a message that cannot be delivered."
Lanqi looked at the snowfield to the south and whispered to himself.
No one knew what he was going to do next, but the relaxed state in which he finished his work might mean that everything was over now.
Until dozens of seconds later, the Son of Nirvana completely disappeared in the distance on the horizon.
Sid stared at the young man beside him with wide eyes, still holding his sleeve.
She knew that the spell that helped her avoid the explosion in Bandera City was exactly this [Roar of the Storm Dragon], which should be the pink sacred self-selected reward that Lanqi received during the monthly assessment day of the Protoss Royal Magic Academy.
At that time, she was seriously injured and almost unconscious, and she did not feel the power of [Original Slate-Wind] at all.
As an orange epic-level [Original Slate], the blessing and divine power it bestows on the corresponding attribute magic should be impossible to remove! There should be only one person in the world who has the power of [Original Slate-Wind].
That is Loren, the high priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the southern continent.
Sid's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know who the Holy Son in front of him was.
Lanqi raised his hand and smiled, indicating to Sid that he was not an enemy.
“…”
Sid was stunned for a long time because of surprise. It was not until he met Lanqi's emerald green pupils that the chaos in his purple eyes finally calmed down.
"Tell me slowly. I will listen to your explanation. I still trust you."
Her expression returned to seriousness and she spoke in a steady voice.
There are thousands of ways to express gratitude, and not letting down is the best one.
“…”
Lanqi was stunned for a moment, then he smiled from the bottom of his heart, as if thanking her for trusting him so much.
However, before Lanqi could continue talking to Sid.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"Why, why did I get the special effect of [Original Slate - Wind] when I used [Storm Dragon's Roar] this time?!"
The cat boss came out from the shadows, pulled on Lanqi's clothes and asked him in disbelief.
It looked at Lanqi's panic for a long time in confusion.
Lanqi smiled without saying anything and drew a slate shape in the air with his fingers.
“…Meow?”
It was at this moment that the cat boss remembered that last time in Bandra City, Lanqi asked it to take down the [Fake Slate - Wind].
After that, he always carried it with him, and Lanqi also emphasized that when using [Roar of the Storm Dragon] in the future, one must bring [Fake Slate-Wind].
Isn't this a skill skin?
So it can actually imitate all the special effects of Loren's [Original Slate-Wind]? ! According to the common sense of the people in the Northern Continent, the one who possesses [Original Slate-Wind] is Loren! "That's right, Boss Cat, it's just as you think."
Lanqi nodded. He felt that Boss Cat had probably figured it out himself.
“…Meow.”
The cat owner's eyes suddenly became tearful.
When it thought about how it had helped Lanci impersonate High Priest Loren, and that after today, High Priest Loren might be involved in more scandals of the century such as "coming to the Northern Continent and joining the Resurrection Church", it felt that it was unforgivable.
The happiest thing after coming to the Northern Continent was that Lanqi gave it a seventh-level pink sacred magic card. It turned out that the price had been set the moment it took over [Roar of the Storm Dragon].
After returning to the Hedon King's capital Ikerite, it will never dare to see the kind high priest again! Goddess, I am guilty! ! ! "So you can even forge the [Original Slate]?"
Sid loosened Lanqi's sleeves for the time being, crossed his arms, listened to the conversation between Lanqi and the little black cat for a while, and basically understood what happened.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up into a playful smile.
Her own Holy Son was truly an extraordinary man. She had previously thought that this guy had a very good level of magic engineering and superb artistic attainments, but she had never expected that he could actually pirate a [Fake Slate].
It seems that he has so many plus points that it’s hard to count them all, but every one of them is to my liking.
(End of this chapter)