521.Chapter 510 – Ranch is all truth.
Chapter 510 – Ranch is All Truth
On the scorched earth of the northwestern district of South Vantina, pure updrafts continued to send firelight flying, as if casting ripples in the silence of the night, and the man’s voice rang out.
“Are you going to fight me?”
It was like a soft murmur or a thunderous pardon.
Ranch’s transcendent, compassionate gaze swept over Salomon and back to the decaying alchemy beast, seemingly not putting them in his eyes at all, merely watching the flow of the wind as he went along.
In either sense, the only thing that was clear was that-
Whoever fought him, the outcome would make no difference.
“No, Loren, you can’t kill me ……”
Saint Son of Destruction Salomon’s magical operations stopped, as if he wanted to hide his breath and presence completely, his face gradually grimacing.
He looked at the battlefield.
The eighth-ranked Decaying Alchemy Beast made by the Decaying Bishop Farmer was slightly stronger than that gray-haired eighth-ranked woman by itself, and although he himself was far from being a match for that woman, after patching up the control for the Decaying Alchemy Beast, he was quite lethal to her.
After the fight just now, the Decaying Alchemy Beast’s energy had been depleted by a small amount, and he himself had taken a few cursed counter-injuries from the Eighth Order, and was now in a very poor state.
If it was another ordinary eighth rank, he did not dare to fight to the death.
But Loren, this monster, had no problem fighting three Rotting Alchemy Beasts!
The only one who could fight against a Grand Magus was a Cardinal in full condition!
“I’ll make a deal with you, don’t let those destroying Archclerics in the city-state kill innocent people, evacuate them all and I won’t pursue.”
Ranchi sighed with a half-hearted bitterness and distress, even when facing the Saint Son of Destruction, he wanted to use his love to degree the other party, and there was no limit to his love.
“But if you challenge me, I guarantee that you will die an incomparably miserable death in the South Vantina Territory today, and even before you die you will experience far more than the greatest fear that the Bishop of Destruction can give you.”
Ranch’s eyes looked as if he had seen far, and was also saying that he did not want this scene to happen.
“What are you talking about?”
The left and right eyes of the Holy Son of Destruction, Salomon, kept shaking.
He didn’t understand why Loren acted as if he had already seen through their layout, nor could he understand what Loren meant by these dark words of uncertain meaning.
But Salomon surprisingly felt at this moment that Loren didn’t look like he was lying to him, but was genuinely doing him a favor or announcing his soon to be doomed fate.
The Goddess of Fate Church’s high and pure Grand Divine Officer couldn’t do such a thing as bullying a holy son, or else Loren would have long ago gone to personally annihilate the holy sons and daughters under the Cardinal of the Southern Continent.
Having an eighth-order powerhouse of the Grand Divine Magistrate’s stature go through the trouble of personally exterminating the holy sons and daughters would only lead to the Cardinal starting to frantically and even more unscrupulously hunt down and kill the lower-ranked Divine Magi.
This was somehow the balance and compromise that Loren had chosen.
Salomon was clear about this.
Even though every half second of hesitation reduced his hope of escape by several percent, he had to consider whether he really had a chance of escape.
At this moment, he had two choices, either to use confrontation to make the Decaying Alchemy Beasts buy him time to escape, the Decaying Alchemy Beasts could still hold off Loren for a while, and those Archclerics could kill indiscriminately and explode themselves at any time within the city, Loren couldn’t possibly ignore it, both could buy him ample time to escape.
Either believe that Loren would really let him run, give up resistance and just run away.
If you choose to choose the former, although the initiative is in his own hands, but Loren will no longer care about anything, will be all out, it is he Salomon first initiated the challenge, then Loren counterattacked to kill him, it is not to blame Loren for bullying the small.
Up to this point, Salomon’s eyebrows lightly trembled, as if he had figured something out.
“When the Grand Divine Magistrate speaks, he won’t back out right?”
Salomon swallowed and boldly asked.
He had heard long ago that Loren was a merciful to the point of near-stupidity, something that even the Bishop of Destruction and the Bishop of Decay snorted in agreement with.
“Naturally, that alchemy beast should not be allowed to move again.”
Ranch nodded.
The eyes he gazed towards Salomon were still as calm as ever, as if he had never considered a mere Saint of Destruction as an opponent, the eyes of a god when he looked down on a tiny human.
“Good.”
The coolness coming down his spine caused Salomon to twist himself around, fleeing this scorched hell as fast as he could as a dark shadow, breaking through the howling winds and quickly blending into the night.
A long time later.
He pulled away for several kilometers.
Salomon dropped into the dark alley of South Vantina’s collar and collected his magic power, turning into an ordinary pedestrian-like figure and walking forward alone, not giving Loren a chance to perceive him.
At this point Salomon was sure he had managed to escape.
“Thank you, Grand Magister Loren ……” Salomon murmured sincerely.
Shadows.
The corners of his mouth continued to twitch, on the verge of stifling a smile.
Any way he thought about it, it was more appropriate to run first, and when he was safe, then he would order those Grand Clerics to start indiscriminate killing in the city-state, at which time it was impossible for Loren to ignore it.
When Loren was foolishly lured away, Duchess Huberian side no longer have this eighth-order woman to protect, life-saving cards have also been used up, will fall into a real black light.
Loren is just a guardian of the Houghton Kingdom that messed up, not Huberian’s exclusive guardian, for him, the safety of the people of the Houghton Kingdom is the most important thing.
At that time, as long as the Lead Archpriest killed another backlash, Duchess Huberian would be dead.
Salomon’s wildly beating heart told him that it was fortunate that today’s opponent was a foolishly benevolent man like Loren and not some evil-minded psychopath.
Mercy, unfortunately, comes with a price.
Tonight, he would teach Loren a lesson.
Tuition.
And it would be one that Loren would remember for the rest of his life.
Salomon’s eyes grew deeper and darker.
A laugh finally escaped.
……
Northwest District of South Vantina Territory, Guardian’s Trail, the surrounding mansions were all shattered into pieces, like they had just experienced a war.
For a long time.
“……”
Ranchi looked at the direction where the Sacred Son of Destruction, Salomon, fled with fear until he completely disappeared, and revealed a faint smile.
“Meow meow meow! Tata!”
The cat boss all of a sudden came out of the shadow and flew over to slowly heal Talia, although it couldn’t figure out why Tata was so strong at the eighth rank, it couldn’t care less, even if its mana was at the bottom, it was desperately putting healing spells on Tata.
Ranchi was relieved when he saw that Tata was still awake.
Originally speaking, if he hadn’t intervened and Huberian and the Duke’s family had all died, Tata would probably have blackened and then gotten the ancient inheritance product of the Demon Race, the Psyche Psalm, and would have become a terrifying ninth-order Archdemon in a much later timeline.
But now she seems to have been raised wasted and didn’t get her biggest hangover, the Psyche Psalm, and has shown absolutely no signs of getting stronger in a year’s time, and the only change might be getting slightly heavier.
“……”
Talia lay on the ground looking at Ranch and cocked her head at him, but not having the strength to say anything else, she simply laid down on the board.
“You finally scared him off, that was close ……”
Huberian leaned against Ranch’s chest and held her breath for a long time before she finally dared to let out a sigh of relief.
She knew that Ranchi was playing psychological warfare again, and took a risky move to scare away the Saint Son of Destruction Salomon!
“Huh? I didn’t scare him.”
Ranch looked down at Huberian in confusion.
“Huh?”
Huberian gazed blankly at Ranch as well.
“He just dared to fight me, and he’s really dead.”
Ranch replied matter of factly.
“……”
Huberian understood a little bit at once.
The Three Illusory Demons should be on Rancic right now, and the first thing he’d done after the discovery of the Grand Cleric of Destruction in the South Vantina Territory had been to call the three Archdemons from Ichorite.
Wait.
So, according to what Huberian knows about Rancic, he’s a sure winner for and against, and has induced Salomon to choose to run away, so what will be waiting for Salomon later?
“Ranch, you shouldn’t be doing anything very meritless today, right? …… I haven’t saved much of my merit lately ……”
Huberian was clearly leaning very close to Ranch, but her timid voice was so small that she was about to make him inaudible.
(End of chapter)