�Chapter Suppression Paragon
But beyond Clementine's expectation, this Binding Space of wind was very strong. It seemed harmless, but it didn't move at all. So, Clementine activated the half-used drop of light Sovereign’s Might, trying to break free from the restraint, but after struggling hard again, the Wind Binding still didn't move at all.
How is it possible! Clementine's pupils were shaking violently. Even if he encountered Wind Element Paragon, it should be difficult to distinguish him. How could he be easily restrained? He couldn't break free even with Sovereign’s Might!
Immediately, Clementine saw that Prison of Light, which he had carefully designed for Pusluo, was blown away in an instant, and he became uneasy. Apart from Chief God, he really couldn't think of anyone with such strength.
Could it be that this Material Plane is really the home plane of a certain Chief God?
But then, he saw Pusluo landing on the ground, kneeling on the ground, and beating his head on the ground, "Pusluo pays homage to Chief Sovereign, and thanks Chief Sovereign for saving his life!"
Clementine was frightened again, Chief Sovereign who would save Pusluo, you can use your toes to figure out who it is! But how is this possible? How could Lincoln have such strength in Material Plane? His hometown is Chines Material Plane, not this Material Plane!
As Pusluo knelt down, the breeze slowly dispersed, and Lincoln's figure appeared. He was wearing a sleeveless robe, and his hair was dancing in the wind.
Lincoln walked up to Pusluo, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Well done, you didn't embarrass me."
With that said, he took out a white jade bottle and put it in front of Pusluo, "There are hundreds of drops of Fire Element Sovereign Power in it, which is your reward. Take it first and use it to recover from the injury quickly."
Pusluo once again knelt down and said, "Thank you for your concern, sir!", then showed a relaxed look as if he had survived the disaster, and took the white jade bottle in his hand.
And Lincoln walked step by step, riding on the breeze, to Clementine, and asked with a smile, "Doesn't it feel like being restrained?"
Hearing this, Clementine's eyes widened. Lincoln was clearly imitating what he said, "It doesn't feel good to be purified." This shows that at least when he started to play with When Pusluo arrived, Lincoln had already arrived at the scene, but he had just remained hidden. What is more worth pondering is, when did Lincoln arrive, and had he seen the whole thing?
Of course, the more important thing is that Paragon is not invincible compared to Material Plane!
Looking at Clementine's expression, Lincoln chuckled, straightened his left hand, grabbed the air in the distance, and saw a figure flying towards him quickly.
Pusluo waited until the figure was behind him and could see clearly that it was none other than Inkuro. To Pusluo's surprise, after all this time, Inkuro was still dying, but he had not yet died and sent his soul to the Light Divine Realm.
Inkuro still had a vague consciousness, but because his limbs were injured and weak, he could only squeeze his head into the ground, making his face and hair stained with dirt and dust, in order to relieve the pain, and kept mumbling for help.
"I saved him from the brink of death. After all, he is my believer. How could I let Augusta snatch him away? The newly established Church of Light also fell into ruins just now." Lincoln said as he took out a drop of Life Sovereign Power, with a smooth push, was sent to Pusluo, "You should use this drop of Life Sovereign Power to treat him, otherwise although he will not be able to go to the Light Divine Realm, he will have to report to Underworld soon."
Pusluo respectfully took Life Sovereign Power, immediately started to refine it, and treated himself and Inkuro at the same time. After all, it was Sovereign’s Might, and Life Element was the best at healing. It would be too wasteful just to treat one person.
Seeing Inkuro, Clementine was very sure that Lincoln had definitely been watching nearby from the beginning, and only chose to take action when he was about to kill him.
But it was useless to think about it now, so Clementine said quickly, "Clementine has met Chief Sovereign. There was some friction between me and Pusluo just now, but I never meant to offend Chief Sovereign. If I have offended Chief Sovereign in any way, please forgive Chief Sovereign for this time!"
Lincoln looked at Clementine in surprise. Generally speaking, Paragon would not obey Chief God in everything, even if his life was endangered.
"No offense at all?" Lincoln controlled his divine power to form a chair and sat in the air, "Pusluo has emphasized my identity and the identity of Inkuro many times, but you have ignored it. Do you think I am a fool?"
Clementine got stuck in the middle of what he said, swallowed it back, and said after a while, "Clementine apologizes to you Chief Sovereign. As long as Chief Sovereign you can forgive this time, Clementine is willing to give everything!"
"You are more direct, Clementine, do you now feel like there is no way to go to heaven and no door to the earth?" Lincoln said absently, a large number of long and narrow Dimension Blade appeared around him, but the Dimension Blade turned into soft whips and struck Clementine hard.
It can't be killed, but it can cause damage.
But Clementine instantly understood that Lincoln was not only punishing, but also venting his anger on Pusluo. But then he thought that I am Paragon. Even if I was wrong, I would just admit my mistake to Chief God. It is impossible to admit my mistake to an ordinary Sovereign Envoy.
Moreover, this Lincoln Chief God was obviously there from the beginning and could have prevented everything from happening, but did not do so. In his eyes, Pusluo was just a chess piece that could be discarded at any time, and he fell into a dangerous situation.
Therefore, Clementine could only try his best to hold back the pain caused by Dimension Blade, suppressing all the screams in his throat, and at the same time smiled bitterly, "My lord, uh, Wind Binding, Dimension Blade are all powerful, uh, extremely powerful, Clemen... Ting, uh, I am ashamed of myself."
Lincoln remained silent and let the whip beat for a while. The green light on Pusluo and Inkuro gradually faded, and both of them had completely recovered. Pusluo was breathing as usual, and Inkuro fell into a deep sleep due to a severe injury to his vitality. All the wounds on his limbs were healed, and all the wounds on his soul were repaired. However, I don't know how long it will take for the wounds on the soul to recover.
Lincoln waved his hand, stopped Dimension whipping, and said, "You just haven't answered Pusluo's question. How can you, a Paragon, help people like Augusta spread their faith?"
In front of Lincoln, Clementine didn't think much. In order to survive, he directly explained the causes and consequences of being coerced and induced by Augusta to devote himself to research. At the same time, he secretly hated Augusta in his heart. If this idiot hadn't caused trouble, how could he have ended up in this situation?