NOVPUBThe cold wind swept across the snowy ground and rustled the Saint of Nirvana’s cloak, but for Anello, this cold was nonexistent; he was insulated from everything.
Leisurely, he appreciated the changing expressions on the two people’s faces due to his words.
Although Sigrid’s gaze remained defiant from beginning to end, her bearing could not hide the weakness and exhaustion of her body.
However, the expression of the Saint of Hegemony, standing beside her, didn’t quite satisfy Anello.
Unmoved by the state of the Bishop of Hegemony, it indeed suited the cold-hearted nature of a Sealer.
Through communication from North Border Province, Anello received clear instructions from Bishop of Nirvana, Asksan.
Though the Bishop of Nirvana didn’t reveal much, he had reminded Anello that the Saint of Hegemony was also a Sealer and very unusual at that.
From Asksan’s partial information, Anello could deduce that the Saint of Hegemony might possess a Sealing Skill that even Asksan had to consider.
Of course, such terrifying ability must have many restrictions and might even be unusable over the short term.
"Saint of Hegemony, although I don’t know who you really are under your deception spell, have you ever thought that if you kill the woman beside you, you could become the new Cardinal Bishop?"
The Saint of Nirvana, Anello, asked with interest.
During their escape, the Saint of Hegemony must have had many opportunities to kill the Bishop of Hegemony.
And one of the main characteristics of the [Certificate of Rebirth] is that any holder who kills a Cardinal Bishop can become the new Cardinal Bishop!
No Resurrection Believer would reject this supreme power, not to mention the [Proof of Bishop], an item comparable to an [Original Slabstone Tablet]. Above all, the Bishop of Hegemony possessed an [Original Stone Tablet].
When two mice are confined to a cage, sowing discord between them becomes very interesting.
"..."
Instead of becoming alert towards Lanci because of Anello’s words, Sigrid moved even closer to him.
"I don’t want to be a Cardinal Bishop. My original intention was to study academic subjects. Coincidentally, I encountered a trustworthy friend and traveled with her to this place, and that’s it."
Lanci, staring at Anello, responded to his question lightly, sharing his struggles after arriving on the Northern Continent as if sharing his experiences with students.
He came to the Northern Continent to carry out academic research, not as a heretic, but as a dedicated academic.
However, perhaps due to the turbulence of the region during the journey, or for the sake of love and peace, and his beloved Protoss Empire, he adjusted his plans slightly from his original objective.
But he has never forgotten his original purpose. With a firm belief in scholarship, his ultimate goal remains to observe the [Original Stone Tablet-Sealing].
As for being a Cardinal Bishop, he never wished for that.
He would never become a Cardinal Bishop of the Rebirth Church in this life.
"..."
The Saint of Nirvana was silent for a long time.
He didn’t know whether this young man was serious or was just playing him.
Conversing with the Saint of Hegemony always gave him the feeling that the latter looked down on him, a sense of deep-seated contempt.
"Hand over the secret that even Asksan fears to me, and I will spare you a painful death," Anello said coldly, having no intention of further conversation with the two.
"Of course, I have plenty of ways to make you willingly hand it over."
"..."
Lanci merely smiled slightly at these words.
"Saint of Nirvana, Anello, I won’t bully you. I swear upon Lady Goddess, if you can run to Xue Yuan Province before the sun fully rises, I won’t kill you."
Lanci lifted his left hand and pointed south, as if offering Anello one last bit of leniency.
"Lady Goddess…"
At Lanci’s provocation, Anello lowered his head and laughed.
"Only those fools from the Church of the Goddess of Destiny keep invoking Lady Goddess all day,"
Do you think that confessing to the goddess now will save you?
When Anello looked up again, his eyes had lost all patience!
His air of mystery infuriated him, and the unflappable demeanor of the Saint of Hegemony, who had never been perturbed, made the Saint of Nirvana want to twist his neck off!
The magic power from the distant sky intensified, causing the surrounding snowflakes to tremble.
Intense black clouds gathered in the sky. Attracted by the magic power, the clouds spun rapidly, forming a vortex. From it emanated a shocking fluctuation, making the air around exceptionally heavy.
Anello reached out his hand, and a dark red magic seal emerged in his palm. It expanded, absorbing all the light and energy around it like a black hole. All the sounds and colors within this world were devoured by the magic seal, leaving only silence.
Lanci and Sigrid, standing far away, could hardly feel their own existence within the magic storm. Everything around them became blurred, and their vision was being slowly consumed. This attack might not kill them, but it would certainly cause immense pain, completely taking away their ability to resist.
"It’s over."
Anello said coldly. The magic seal in his hand released a massive black beam that rushed into the sky. The beam exploded in mid-air to form a dark magic circle, covering Lanci and Sikder’s overhead.
Then, streams of deep-gray mana flew out of the magic circle, turning into a diffuse rain of light. Falling from the sky toward Lanci and Sikder, intending to seal them completely into statues.
Even Sigrid knew that their survival rested on this one blow, especially the Saint.
But in this critical moment of life and death, she had become exceptionally calm.
She looked closely at Lanci, her eyes reflecting his image.
In Lanci’s helpless smile, there was a hint of apology.
It seemed that at the real decisive moment, it was hard to explain too much to her, hoping that she wouldn’t get scared.
However, Sikder did not panic at all at this moment.
Her eyes were as glossy as the surface of water, relaxed and tender. Reaching out her hand to grasp Lanci’s sleeve, her moving lips seemed to tell him that she had already experienced life and death with him once, and even if she died with him this time, she wouldn’t complain, for she believed in him.
Time seemed to accelerate in this moment, and a torrent of magic power engulfed them. The two were shrouded and covered by the cascade from the sky!
The vast snowfield, covered in deep-gray snow, erupted into an astonishing rumble after a moment of tranquility. The noise was as loud as a thousand thunderbolts, deafening, and instantly, the entire snowfield was roused, with all creatures trembling in fear.
"Hahaha."
As Anello sneered, watching the far-off distance being engulfed.
The next second.
The entire snowfield was blanketed by a sudden gale, and tumultuous tremors swept across the land like Armageddon!
This gale, at first, was merely a small whirlwind, but in a blink, it became a storm capable of tearing everything asunder.
Under the fury of the wind magic, all sealing magic, including the gray lines of space previously left by Anello, became fragile as paper in front of it, easily scattered!
Sunrise in the snowfield, like a sacred dragon roaring.
That soul-striking splendor was a testament to the mighty power that formed all things. The divine splendor of the God era was reflected in him, affecting the flow of clouds, changing the appearance of the sky, and the force piercing the clouds was the unique scent of the wind. The wind gently swept over the earth, snowflakes paused in mid-air for a moment, flying against the sky!
In legends from time immemorial, the Wind God controlled the direction of the wind. His voice was a gentle whisper and also a thunderous decree.
And standing in the center of the storm was the deity controlling the wind!
He looked at Anello, full of compassion, pity, and a trace of regret.
A signal of the game’s ending.
"Ah...ah..."
Anello’s spell suddenly halted, his lips quivering, his face turning pale from joy in an instant. The intense fear in his contracted pupils was like a black cloud, blocking his sanity and courage, leaving his previous calm and confidence completely gone.
Unprecedented fear enveloped the entire body of the Saint of Nirvana, Anello. 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
He didn’t understand why High Priest Loren would appear here, let alone pretend to be the Saint of Hegemony and deceive everyone!!
