At the same time, on the horizon of the snowfield, the first rays of sunlight finally broke through the silence of the night.

The black-haired and green-eyed figure turned his back to the sun, and the brilliance seemed to shine because of him, gilding the tips of his hair with a layer of brilliance, flowing gold and silver, flowing in the breeze.

Behind him, the pure golden light gradually shone on the earth, as if to dispel all the darkness of the night, dyeing the gray sky into a patch of red and orange, and covering the icy snowy region with a brilliant coat.

Lanch looked at Anello with a calm look in his eyes, as if he had never regarded a mere Son of Silence as an opponent—

It was the look in the eyes of the god when he looked down on the tiny human, and he may or may not have seen him at all.

All the sixth-order sealing magic was as illusory as foam under the power of this seventh-order wind magic and the power of the [Primordial Stone Tablet-Wind].

On the other side, the confidence and arrogance on Anello's face that were once full of confidence and arrogance were replaced by panic and panic at this moment, those eyes as deep as the sea were propped up, and his original calm, almost controlling the ups and downs of his aura, had already collapsed the moment Lan Qi used the majesty of the [Primordial Slate-Wind].

The chill from his spine caused Anello to twist his body, not caring about anything, and running backwards.

Before his body began to go soft and chill, his instinct chose to start running away.

Such fear is not only instinctive in the face of an invincible enemy, but also because he knows too many secrets, and he is about to crush his insignificance!

Even if he is the Son of Silence, when facing the bishop-level archpriest, there is no shame in escaping!!

His frantically beating heart told him that fortunately, the other party was the most noble priest of the Goddess of Fate, and he couldn't do such a thing as bullying the small with the big! Otherwise, Loren would have gone to personally exterminate the Holy Son and Holy Maiden under the Bishop of Destruction.

And the painstaking efforts of those of their stature to kill the Sons and Daughters would only lead the cardinals to go crazy and even more unscrupulous in hunting for low-ranking priests.

This is also the balance and compromise that Loren has chosen to some extent!

But this does not mean that if he stays in front of Loren any longer, he will not wipe himself out casually, after all, he took the initiative to hit Loren.

Anello's hand, the hand that had driven the sealing, trembled at this time, and without waiting, without stopping, he turned around almost as fast as he could, and every step seemed so heavy, wanting to trample all his fears under his feet and escape from this terrifying snowfield.

The snow around him was scattered by him, leaving a unique mark on the snowfield, like the tail of a defeated man as he fled.

His footprints were deep in the snow, and with the roar of the air, he quickly turned into an afterimage and flew into the distance, the strength of which was enough to show how much he longed to get away from this place at this moment.

Long.

“……”

Lan Qi in the distance looked at the direction where the Holy Son of Silence fled in fear until he completely disappeared, and showed a faint smile.

Even if he had not made his previous promise, the Holy Son of Silence would have chosen to flee to the Snowfields Province.

The closest distance is only a communication terminal in the province of Snowfields, which Anello can borrow to communicate with other places.

Although the communication terminal in the province of Snowfield is now in a state of being blocked by the Imperial Army, the Bishop of Silence Asquesan must have given the Holy Son of Silence the authority to untie it, so that he can rest assured that he can be entrusted with all the important tasks of blocking the Catholic Church.

Unfortunately, Ranchi also has the authority to let the Son of Silence, Anello, never have a chance to touch the communication terminal.

"What awaits bad students is a never-ending fate and a message that cannot be sent."

Ranch looked at the snowfields to the south and whispered to himself.

No one knows what he's going to do next, but the fact that he's done with his work in such a relaxed state may mean that it's all over now.

Until the Son of Silence completely disappeared into the distance of the horizon for tens of seconds.

Sid's eyes widened as he looked at the young man beside him, and the hand holding his cuff still didn't let go.

She knew that the spell that had dodged the explosion in Bandera City earlier was this [Storm Dragon's Roar], which should be the pink divine reward that Ranch had received during the monthly examination day of the Royal Academy of Magic in Protos.

At that time, she was seriously injured and almost unconscious, and she did not feel the slightest power of [Primordial Slate-Wind].

As an orange epic [Primordial Stone Slab], it gives the corresponding attributes, the blessing of magic and the brilliance of divine power cannot be lifted!

There should be only one person in this world who has the power of [Primordial Stone Tablet-Wind].

That is Loren, the Grand Priest of the Goddess of Fate Church in the Southern Continent.

Sid's brain was in a mess, and he didn't know who the Son in front of him was.

Lanch raised his hand and smiled, signaling to West Germany that he was not an enemy.

“……”

Sid was stunned for a long time, until the disorder in his purple eyes finally calmed down after meeting Ranchi's emerald green pupils,

"You speak slowly, I will listen to your explanation, I still trust you."

Her expression returned to earnestness, and she spoke in a steady voice.

There are thousands of kinds of thanks, and it is the best one.

“……”

Lanchi was slightly stunned, and then smiled from the bottom of his heart, as if thanking her for believing in herself.

However, before Ranch could continue to speak to West Germany.

"Why, why does my use of [Storm Dragon's Roar] this time have the special effect of [Primordial Slate-Wind]?!"

Boss Cat stepped out of the shadows and asked him in disbelief as he grabbed Ranchi's clothes.

It looked at Lanch in confusion and panicked for a long time.

Ranch smiled without saying a word, his fingers drawing a slate shape in the air.

“…… Meow meow? ”

Boss Cat also remembered at this moment, the last time in Bandera City, Lanchi asked it to drop the [Fake Slate-Wind].

After that, it has been brought with it, and Ranch also emphasized that when using [Storm Dragon's Roar] in the future, be sure to bring [Fake Slate-Wind].

Isn't that a skill skin?

Can co-authoring it actually imitate all of Loren's [Primordial Slate-Wind] special effects?!

And according to the common sense of the people of the Northern Continent, the one who owns the [Primordial Stone Slab-Wind] is Loren!

"That's right, Boss Cat, that's what you thought."

Lanchi nodded, he felt that the cat boss had probably figured it out himself.

“…… Meow. ”

Boss Cat suddenly became tearful.

As soon as it thought that it had helped Lan Qi impersonate the Great Priest Loren, after today, the High Priest Loren might have some more scandals of the century such as "coming to the Northern Continent to join the Resurrection Church", and it felt that its sins were unforgivable.

One of the happiest things after coming to the Northern Continent was that Lan Qi gave it a seventh-order pink divine magic card, and it turned out that the moment he took over the [Roar of the Storm Dragon], the price had already been set.

In the future, when it returns to Ichrita, the capital of King Hutton, it will never dare to see that good priest again!

Goddess, I'm guilty!!

"So you, even the [Primordial Slate] can be forged?"

Sid let go of Lanchi's cuffs, crossed his arms, listened to the communication between Lanchi and the little black cat for a while, and basically made it clear what had happened.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a little playful smile.

Her own holy son is really a strange man, she thought that this guy's level of magic engineering is very good, and his artistic attainments are also superb, but she didn't expect him to really be able to pirate a [fake slate] out.

It seems that there are too many plus points on him to count, but each one is very much in line with his heart.

(End of chapter)