Dekan's Champion Divination Question

"The victor is Dekan! He reversed the outcome with a single Tier 4 Summoning Card! He defeated the Imperial Sword Saint Adair!"

As the commentator's excited voice rang out, a tidal wave of cheers erupted from the audience, rising higher and higher, soaring into the sky.

The audience's eyes were filled with excitement and exhilaration; this was truly the moment of festive celebration!

Even the knights maintaining order couldn't help but clench their fists and cheer.

Not only in the capital Feilowen Royal Capital, but also at various broadcast locations of the Kingdom Association, there was an overwhelming outcry for Dekan.

"As expected of the card I created, it's incredibly cool."

Dekan looked at the [Ruined Dirge Mermaid] and couldn't help but admire it with satisfaction.

"You can put her away now."

The Master's thoughts also resonated in Dekan's mind.

"I know, I know, my light of life, my fire of desire, my sin, my Tamashi, my only Meika, ityou!"

As Dekan recalled the [Dirge Mermaid], he spoke to his Master in a singing-like melody.

"... You seem to have some serious illness."

The Master responded without saying a word.

However, she could sense that Dekan seemed a little conceited after the victory.

But his nerves remained on edge.

It's like we're still in a state of combat.

"Master, once the Hero Festival is completely over, it's time to consider reviving you."

Dekan's voice suddenly became much more serious.

Now, besides the Shadow World Challenge, the most crucial thing left is to fix the Master as Summon Card.

If Dekan challenges a higher-level Shadow World again and cultivates for a longer period of time, or challenges a higher-level Shadow World twice, he may be able to reach the sixth level.

At that time, he will possess the prerequisites for becoming Master restorer.

However, two problems remain.

Dekan doesn't know what his Master looked like when he was alive; this needs to be investigated in the Holy Kingdom, Demon Realm, Shadow World.

As well as.

Dekan wanted to turn his Master into Red Legend.

But he seemed to sense that the Crimson Epic was the end of card making.

To break through this barrier, he needs to consult the other two Card Crafter in the world who can create Crimson Epic; perhaps he can get some answers from them.

"No need to rush, your body is in good working order."

The Master responded casually.

"..."

Dekan knew that his Master's long-cherished wish was to be resurrected, even if it was in an alternative way.

But she didn't want to put pressure on Dekan.

"At times like these, I feel that you and Tata have quite similar personalities."

Dekan wrote this in his own words.

Master: "Hehe, what are you trying to say?"

Dekan: "Just praising you."

The Master didn't reply, disappearing as if he were asleep.

Dekan smiled and then left Phantom Canyon.

Upon returning to the real world, he was greeted by deafening cheers, which left him somewhat flattered.

Perhaps my reputation has improved quite a bit this time?

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Dekan had achieved a state of clarity after his last Shadow World.

Public opinion is nothing but a constraint!

Dekan saw Adair, who had regained consciousness, being supported by his imperial attendants not far away.

Adair angrily drove away all the medical staff who wanted to treat Adair.

Although his physical condition is good.

However, the bloodshot eyes and the murky, hateful look in them showed that his mental state was not very good.

Because Phantom Canyon 2.0 has locked the maximum amount of pain per hit, Imperial Sword Saint Adair is not currently lying on a stretcher.

Furthermore, as an eighth-tier cultivator, his mental strength was significantly stronger than that of Professor Arnold, who was at the seventh tier. Even if he fully endured 30 times the pain of a fatal wound, it wouldn't cause Adair to foam at the mouth.

"Dekan... you'll remember this."

Adair said, barely able to conceal his murderous intent.

But he also knew he couldn't make a move here.

Even if they manage to successfully ambush Dekan.

An eighth-tier expert from the Kingdom Association will soon be stationed there.

"Oh? This is the first time I've heard of such a request? The person I'm thinking about will never have a good night's sleep in their entire life, you know?"

Dekan chuckled and looked Adair up and down, as if he had discovered an interesting toy.

Even Adair felt a chill run down his spine.

Even now, he still looks down on Dekan and is unwilling to accept the outcome of this match.

But he was quite certain that once Dekan had his eye on him, he might never have a peaceful day again.

For a fleeting moment, he even considered whether to simply kill Dekan to eliminate any future trouble!

But if you do that...

If he fails, he will really be in big trouble.

So Adair suppressed all his anger.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his trembling hands, turned his head, and left the scene with his attendant.

Next are some preparations for the post-match interviews and the awards ceremony.

The award ceremony, in which Astrologer Sion performs a divination for the champion, will take place in an hour.

So Dekan answered the host's various questions calmly and patiently.

"Mr. Dekan, everyone jokingly calls you the Bishop of Pain, but I believe this is also a way for fans to express their affection for you. What are your thoughts on this?"

In an effort to create entertaining moments for the show, the host even started making jokes on air.

The main issue is that there are still quite a few enthusiastic spectators at the scene chanting "Bishop of Pain."

In the midst of this resounding victory, Dekan is unlikely to mind cracking a joke.

"I don't really care, because everyone knows it's a joke, so if it makes people happy, I'm honored."

Dekan shrugged helplessly and casually, and replied.

Dekan's words clearly reassured the audience, who then began chanting the name of the Bishop of Pain with greater confidence.

The host smiled and put the microphone away, just about to ask the next question.

However.

The image on the screen suddenly started flickering!

The news was immediately replaced by breaking news.

"We have received a message that the Resurrection Church has amassed a large force, including the Pope and six bishops, and is attacking the largest magical energy station in the Northern Kingdom. This is consistent with our previous analysis and predictions. The Resurrection Church is very likely to take advantage of the Hero Festival to attack the key northern location. Currently, the ninth-tier special-grade Card Crafter, Lord Avalon, and His Holiness the Pope of the Sun God Church have rushed to provide support."

The scene then shifts to news of battles reported from the Northern Nations.

The city had been transformed into a hellish place, crushed like cardboard under the attack of the Resurrection Church.

Even eighth-tier powerhouses were like moths drawn to a flame, powerless to resist the offensive of the Pope and the six archbishops.

The audience quickly quieted down.

This is a truly man-made natural disaster.

The shadowy figures of these bishops were like the embodiment of natural disasters.

The gruesome scene extinguished the vibrant atmosphere in the Feilowen Royal Capital like a bucket of cold water.

However, the breaking news wasn't over yet; the broadcast continued:

"And we just received the latest investigation results from Lord Sion. Apart from the six bishops gathered in the north, the Resurrection Church has three bishops gathered within the Philoven Kingdom. However, please rest assured, citizens, given the current security measures of the Philoven Kingdom, these three bishops are not a threat whatsoever."

"According to the battle report from the north, the bishops attacking the energy station in the north are six bishops: End, Void, Shadow, Plague, Silence, and Devouring. After eliminating these six bishops, it can be known that the three bishops gathered in the Philoven Kingdom are Frenzy, Nightmare, and Pain."

Upon hearing the words "[The Bishop of Pain]" in the emergency news broadcast, Dekan's brow twitched.

He felt that the entire audience had fallen completely silent, and that thousands of eyes were fixed on him.

This gave Dekan a chill down his spine...

Although everyone was just joking when they called Dekan the Bishop of Pain.

However, this divination result, combined with the process of elimination, confirms that the newly appointed bishop, named "Bishop of Pain," officially announced by the Resurrection Church, is currently in the Philoven Kingdom.

This prompts deep reflection.

Everyone present couldn't help but begin to have doubts...

Could Dekan really be the Bishop of Pain?!

The host was completely exasperated; he felt he never wanted to interview Dekan again.

"Lord Sion knows my innocence; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to perform the divination for me later. Please don't believe the rumors Resurrection Church."

Dekan said, his face full of black lines.

The audience was quiet for a moment, then bursts of supportive voices rose again from two or three seats.

The timing of that news broadcast was extremely awkward.

Even if Dekan wasn't really the Bishop of Pain, it was impossible not to suspect that he was.

Thus, with the host awkwardly trying to smooth things over, the post-match interview abruptly ended.

For security reasons, the awards ceremony will be broadcast online.

The audience who were originally scheduled to continue watching the awards ceremony were evacuated.

At the same time, the security level in the Royal Capital was raised to the highest level, and eighth-tier powerhouses began fixed-point guard duty.

If these three bishops dare to cause trouble, they will surely not return alive.

The numerous eighth-tier combatants currently gathered in the Feilowen Royal Capital are more than capable of facing off against even two more bishops.

Moreover, there's also the ninth-level Astrologer, Sion, overseeing things.

Three bishops alone cannot cause any trouble.

Since the awards ceremony was scheduled to start a little later, Dekan returned to the audience and found his friends.

Even the Idol Group came to watch tonight's final.

"Then everyone should head back now. I'll come find you all after the awards ceremony."

Dekan and his friends said a brief goodbye.

"Dekan, will everything be alright?"

Croix looked at Dekan with some concern.

"The Resurrection Church is likely up to something, but we don't know exactly how they're planning it yet. We can only prepare countermeasures for all aspects. I'll be safe with Sion later, but you all need to be careful."

Dekan patted Croix on the shoulder and said.

Hearing Dekan say this, they were all relieved and began preparing to return to the mansion.

However, only Cornelia moved closer to Dekan and stared at him.

"Dekan ..."

Cornelia placed her hands on her chest and said with some concern.

She noticed.

The true thoughts hidden beneath Dekan's pupils.

He wasn't nearly as relaxed as he appeared.

If one day a situation arises where Lin Dekan needs to pretend to be relaxed to reassure his teammates.

This suggests that Dekan may be facing a crisis that puts him under immense pressure.

"Call..."

Dekan sighed helplessly.

I don't know when it started, but it's like Cornelia can read my mind.

"Don't worry Cornelia, just wait for me to come back."

Dekan gently touched Cornelia's hair, then withdrew his hand, smiling confidently.

"Don't make such a promise!"

Cornelia said somewhat angrily.

"Flag" was a strange phrase Dekan taught her during her first visit to the Shadow World, when she was chatting with Dekan in Batchel's Cooking Classroom.

"See? Now you've ruined the flag, haven't you?"

Dekan grinned.

"Really..."

Even though Dekan made that joke, Cornelia would still feel a little angry, which was uncharacteristic of hers.

Dekan: "Once I've finished dealing with the Hero Festival, I'll go home with you."

Cornelia: "You knew?"

Dekan: "You can't hide the longing in your eyes for home, and besides, there have been some changes in the kingdom where your homeland is located, things are more complicated than you imagine. But with me here, I can easily handle everything for you."

"Um..."

Cornelia nodded.

Hearing Dekan say that, she felt relieved.

Dekan has never broken his promise.

Without keeping his companions waiting any longer, he bid farewell to Dekan and left.

Then, Dekan turned and walked away, his expression turning cold.

He couldn't have predicted what would happen next.

If some extreme and uncontrollable situations do occur, he can only do his best.

But now, he needs to find the answer to a question.

An answer that was of paramount importance to him.

Several tens of minutes later.

The awards ceremony begins.

Apart from some Kingdom Association staff who maintain the live stream.

The only participants were champion Dekan, runner-up Adair, and third-place finisher Alger.

Dekan will be given a chance for divination.

The three of them will then take turns choosing a card from the Kingdom Association Treasury.

There are even a few epic cards available.

Of course, some naturally occurring high-tier purple cards from the Shadow World are also a good choice.

At this moment, they were all waiting for the Astrologer, Sion, to preside over everything.

Not long after, she walked from the organizer's passage toward the awards stage.

Dekan looked at this dignified yet unfamiliar beauty and was somewhat at a loss for words.

That scoundrel reporter Ludwig, has completely changed.

She should now be called Astrologer Sion.

Her appearance and overall demeanor look much more mature, and her originally playful single ponytail has been transformed into waist-length hair.

No one would associate her with Ludwig at all.

Dekan desperately wanted to expose her.

Let her die.

But he cannot.

Because the other party also knew some of his identity.

It's a unique kind of trust relationship built after they've each found something to hold over each other.

"Let's begin with a divination for the champion."

Following the procedure, Sion walked up to Dekan and smiled at him like a saint.

Dekan also gave a respectful, fake smile.

All the viewers watching the live stream began to tense up.

They didn't know what question Dekan was going to ask.

Dekan had previously declared that he would raise questions about the tenth-order Shadow World, not questions that would benefit himself.

But to be honest, everyone felt that if Dekan really asked about the tenth-tier Shadow World, it would undoubtedly be a waste of a precious opportunity.

After all, Sion himself had tried several times, all to no avail.

Being able to know that such a tenth-order Shadow World is coming is already the limit of a ninth-order divination spell.

Unless Dekan can provide very detailed, accurate, or even specific information to limit the questions, it is unlikely that valuable information can be obtained.

Of course, that's impossible.

Information about the tenth-tier Shadow World is extremely elusive; apart from Sion, no one could possibly access it.

"I would like to ask you to perform a divination for me—"

Dekan took a deep breath and asked with a solemn expression:

"Will the tenth-tier Shadow World that will threaten the present world in the future be called [the Heaven-Piercing World-Destroying Battlefield]?"