Chapter 1705: Chapter 518 [Joker’s Magic Gloves]_2

So, from the standpoint of the Crimson Sect, “Old Bible” definitely couldn’t just watch Dead Dragon slip away.

….

The mishap was too abrupt; the scene made the Believers of the Sun Sect, led by Gustav, almost pop their eyes out of rage. They never anticipated being betrayed by an ally!

Of course, Dead Dragon Marlodis noticed someone attempting an assassination but didn’t take it seriously at first.

After all, with its current power, except for a direct visit from Airel, nothing posed a threat.

However, as soon as the Crimson Great Sword penetrated the Divine Domain, breaking the Scale Armor, it realized something was wrong: A god-slaying weapon?

The Magic Sword [Tirfeng] was enveloped in a corruption of ultimate evil from the world, stealthily piercing through the dragon scales. Instantly, golden blood gushed out like a burst well.

Just as the Great Sword was about to completely sink into the dragon’s body, Dead Dragon Marlodis’s figure dissipated on the spot, and subsequently, a Dragon Claw reached out towards the direction from which the sword had come.

A “crack” reverberated; the surrounding Void was riddled with spiderweb-like fissures, even the Cosmic Rules were shattered.

The Illusion lurking in the Dark grunted, exploding into a Blood Mist on the spot.

Subsequently, in Leonard Churchill’s field of vision, he saw blood rain down towards the land like a downpour.

A Vampire of the prince rank that can recover by dripping blood, those Blood Mist quickly condensed into a pale human figure, revealing itself to be Reuel Bible!

But at this moment, he appeared to be lifeless, with a huge hole in his chest.

Leonard Churchill focused his gaze: “Old Bible!”

The tragedy came so suddenly, and seeing an old friend die in front of his eyes stirred a nameless anger and sorrow in his heart.

“Ah, another old friend. It seems none of you wish for my return…”

Dead Dragon Marlodis didn’t even spare a glance at the corpse, only looked in the direction where the Divine Power was scattering and fleeing, and sneered coldly: “Seadinth… you really do like these sneaky little moves.”

It knew that the Seven Catastrophes Divine could not be killed. Since one had escaped, the abandoned shell was meaningless.

This sensation of overwhelming power felt really good, holding the Crimson Great Sword in its claw, it mused: “This sword is interesting; it can savagely steal Divine Power, perfectly suited for you, a Vampire… Too bad though, the accumulated Divine Power is a bit short. If you had managed to kill a few Lower Gods earlier, perhaps you might have posed some threat to me…”

Marlodis felt extremely elated; grasping this absolute power evoked an extreme sense of satisfaction.

Now that it had returned without a rival like Lanlingster, this Plane belonged to it.

Once it seizes the Origin Power of the Plane, it may peer into the God King Realm, supreme and unparalleled.

Yet Marlodis was completely unaware that when the “Reuel Bible”‘s sneak attack pierced its Scale Armor, its Divine Blood had also silently dripped away, vanishing into the Void.

….

Although there was a slight mishap, Dead Dragon Marlodis had casually dealt with it.

Inside the Divine Temple, a dozen Believers knelt and praised the majesty of the Dragon God.

In the distance, Leonard Churchill, witnessing the failed assassination and the on-the-spot death of Reuel Bible, wore a very solemn expression.

It wasn’t that their plan was flawed, but that Dead Dragon was simply too strong.

Leonard Churchill thought: “Is this the end?”

He felt that even if he were Dragon God Airel, faced with this scenario, he would most likely not enter the fray.

The enemy had become overwhelmingly powerful; if Airel personally came, he might very well risk himself, too.

The power struggle of the Three Great Sects seemed to have reached a conclusion at this moment.

Dead Dragon Marlodis, with its absolute power, had shattered all schemes and conspiracies.

It seemed they could only watch helplessly as it left through the Netherworld Channel towards the Card Master Plane.

Leonard Churchill knew they must have been discovered by the Dead Dragon long ago.

In this situation, their only chance to survive was probably hoping that the Dead Dragon had absolutely no interest in crushing a few ants by the roadside.

Leonard Churchill, Sophia Jones, Elder Clinton, and Peacock watched in silence with varied expressions.

Seeing the situation was settled, Leonard Churchill still felt something was amiss, pondering in his heart: “Wait… where is Noah Wright?”

Now it was the Three Great Sects’ turn to perform. It seemed that none of the methods left by the Great Emperor were of use?

Thinking this, he turned his head and glanced at Elder Clinton with an inquiring look.

The old predecessor seemed to understand his puzzlement and uttered a meaningful phrase: “This Marlodis had once led the Dragon Clan to ambush Emperor Lanlingster and paid the price for its arrogance. It seems it hasn’t learned its lesson one bit…”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill’s expression revealed a glimpse of anticipation: Could there be a twist?

Suddenly, a train of thought flashed brighter and became clearer.

Eh…

If Dead Dragon Marlodis had been banished to the Underworld by Emperor Lanlingster on purpose, might the Emperor have known that its Godhood would become invincible after returning?

So, did the Emperor never intend for anyone to kill It?

If it’s not about killing, then what’s the meaning of banishment?

To leave behind a catastrophe?

That definitely wasn’t Emperor Lanlingster’s intention.

A Spirit Light flashed through Leonard Churchill’s mind, leading him to an earth-shattering hypothesis that he never dared contemplate before!

Could it be…

Sealing???

Others might not think of it, but he did.

Because on his person, were two jars, sealing two Outer Gods!

That Emperor might have plotted an even greater scheme!

….

In the distance, Dead Dragon Marlodis with its overwhelming Divine Power pressed the entire Netherworld Channel so that no one dared to breathe too loudly.

The high-and-mighty Dragon God also had no interest in entangling with some lowly creatures.