"It seems the Dawn Empire is deliberately letting go of Legendary- level combat power to avoid unnecessary trouble, is it trying to appease the other empires?"
Through the images transmitted by the Molecular Aggregation Insect, Lancelot had a clear understanding of the outcome of the war in the Desolation City, and naturally also saw the Legendary escapees of those few.
Based on the overall combat strength demonstrated by the Judgment Knights, even if they couldn't capture all five Legendary, killing one or two would have been a piece of cake. But they didn't, which is quite intriguing.
"As expected, without overwhelming military power, even the mighty Dawn Empire must bow its head in the face of encirclement from all sides."
Shaking his head, Lancelot snapped out of his reverie, banishing the thoughts from his mind and focusing entirely on his journey.
Bishop Bolai was incredibly fast on the run, a testament to his years of training. Had Lancelot not been keeping a close eye on him from the start, they would have easily slipped away in the rush.
But now... the other side is already trapped!
"Damn the Judgment Knights! All the wealth I painstakingly accumulated is gone!" Inside a dark golden shuttle, Bishop Bolai's eyes were bloodshot, and his hair stood on end in fury.
"My lord, there's no need to be angry. The Desolation City can be rebuilt. As long as you are here, it will rise again sooner or later," the steward Nadak comforted him from the side.
Bishop Bolai sighed, his mood gradually calming down. Indeed, he had built up a considerable amount of power over the years, and this wasn't the first time the Holy See had wiped him out. He could simply start over.
It must be said that these people from Sebawen Faith have an absolutely resilient mentality; they fight on despite repeated defeats and never get discouraged.
Boom!!
Just then!
A violent tremor followed, and then streaks of lightning penetrated the outer shell of the shuttle, disappearing into the internal space like densely intertwined tree roots, releasing a fierce and ferocious power.
What happened?
Bishop Bolai was horrified!
"It's possible the Judgment Knights have caught up. My lord, you go first, I'll cover the rear!" Nadak's expression was solemn, and he subconsciously shielded Bishop Bolai behind him.
Although the latter is Peak Tier Nine Transcendent, his combat strength is actually quite average. He is more inclined to preach. Simply put, Bishop Bolai is a charlatan. In a real fight, he would actually be no match for Nadak, the steward.
In fact, this is also a characteristic of Transcendent beings in the divine system: their division of labor is particularly clear, with combat positions and support positions clearly separated.
"Be careful!" Bishop Bolai made no attempt to refuse, turning around without hesitation and stepping into a specially designed cabin. In a flash of light, the cabin suddenly detached from the shuttle, ready to escape.
The butler, Nadak, roared, and his originally frail body instantly swelled up, with intricate divine runes appearing on his surface. He then broke through the flying shuttle and transformed into a giant fifty or sixty meters tall, hovering in mid-air.
At that moment, the enemy's figure was revealed.
"Dragon People?"
Nadak's eyes narrowed.
Opposite him stood a dragon-man about eight meters tall, with broad, thunderous wings on his back and his body covered in indigo dragon scales. Crackling blue lightning swirled around him, and his terrifying aura was no less than that of Ordinary Legendary.
"Are you a powerful member of the Blue Dragon lineage?" Nadak asked.
The dragon ignored him completely, and with a gentle wave of its scale-covered claw, countless bolts of lightning converged, transforming into a gigantic lightning dragon claw, which it swung fiercely to the left.
With a loud bang, the escape pods hidden in the air were shot out and forced out of stealth.
"Trying to sneak away from my Electromagnetic Domain, you idiot!"
The hoarse, unpleasant Dragon Language echoed in the air, making no attempt to conceal the contempt it contained.
Nadak's expression changed drastically. Knowing that stalling for time was pointless, he hardened his expression and strode forward to attack the dragonman opposite him.
"A paladin, huh? Let me see how tough your armor is!" The dragonman laughed wildly, then his thunderous wings flapped suddenly, and in a flash of lightning, he vanished.
"Wow, that's fast!"
Nadak's expression was solemn, but he was not surprised. Most of the Transcendent individuals of the lightning lineage were known for their speed, and this dragonman clearly possessed the Blue Dragon bloodline and the Wings of Thunder talent, so it was normal for him to be fast.
"My lord, please assist me in slaying this dragon-man!"
"Alright, fight with confidence, don't worry about getting hurt!" Bishop Bolai also disembarked from the lifeboat at this moment. Although he was good at running away, when faced with a critical moment of life and death, the bishop became completely calm. His gaze was cold and sharp. He held a golden staff, and his body was surrounded by the morning light of a powerful being. An octagonal crystal, the "Divine Crystal," was floating on his chest.
Crystallized Divine Power power is a very important resource for divine Transcendent, as it can be used not only to enhance their life rank but also to aid in combat.
"Morning Light Shield!"
"Dawn's Blessing!"
"The Eye of the Deity!"
"Aura of Courage!"
"Aura of Strength!"
"Healing Aura!"
More than twenty divine spells were unleashed in just ten seconds, all enveloping Nadak, causing this paladin, who was already at the Peak Tier Nine, to experience a surge in combat power, almost reaching the threshold of the Legendary level.
Seeing this, Lancelot also became serious; he knew he couldn't afford to be caught off guard.
"Dragon's Claw!"
With a whoosh, the enormous lightning dragon claw reappeared, stirring up the wind and clouds, and with a series of Intimidation dragon roars, it tore through the air and attacked the paladin opposite.
The latter held a knight's lance, surrounded by a holy Radiance that dispelled evil, like Angel descended from the Subordinate God realm.
The two fought in the air, stirring up violent movements of the elements within a radius of several thousand meters, causing wind and clouds to surge, and the ground to crack open in countless places, resembling hideous scars.
"Damn it, this guy's Nascent Domain is so annoying!"
Nadak frowned, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the flickering arcs of electricity around him.
These electric arcs, roughly the size of a baby's fist and numbering in the tens of thousands, resemble sharp dragon teeth or daggers, possessing unparalleled penetrating power. Furthermore, they are connected by lightning chains, occasionally unleashing extremely high-intensity currents that continuously weaken their own body's defenses.
Sometimes, they might even suddenly fall into a state of paralysis, which greatly affects their combat ability.
Nadak understood that if it weren't for the support of Bishop Bolai from behind, he wouldn't have been able to hold out for long on his own.
Even if the two of them worked together, they wouldn't be able to defeat this dragon-man in a short time.
"Fortunately, we're far from the Desolation City. This place is located in the Yinniu Kingdom, so there shouldn't be any powerful Transcendent passing by. We can slowly wear him down. The master has enough divine crystals; in the end, we'll definitely be able to outlast this damned dragonman!"
With this in mind, Nadak's tactics also changed. His originally brave and fearless offensive stance became restrained, and he became like an old tortoise, relying on the shield given to him by Bishop Bolai, as well as his own paladin's defensive power and durability, to defend tightly.
I have to say, this tactic is disgusting.
Lancelot didn't want to drag things out any longer; who knew what unexpected things might happen if it went on too long?
Moreover, the lightning energy within him is not sufficient. Even with the Energy-Gathering Cube to replenish some of his energy, it is still not very secure. If he is not careful, his Power of Life will be revealed.
By then, the identity of Dragon Tree will probably be lost.
The Alliance's mission should be carried out as covertly as possible, ideally without arousing suspicion from the Sebawen Faith. Even if they do become suspicious, no evidence should be left behind.
Therefore, for Lancelot, a swift victory is advantageous, while a prolonged battle is disadvantageous.
"In that case... it's a good time to test the power of the Mouth of Gluttony!"
Since obtaining the Mouth of Gluttony, I have experienced several battles and sacrificed all the Anger Value I collected in exchange for Source of Power. These Source of Power can be directly absorbed to increase my life rank and various physical attributes, and can also be used to activate the Mouth of Gluttony for combat.
As a signature treasure of the Gluttony Demon Clan, the power of the Mouth of Gluttony is not to be underestimated. However, to use it, a high-level contract must be signed. Like Annula before, Pure Buffalo, despite being Demigod, still could not use the Mouth of Gluttony in battle.
Let's do it!
Lancelot has always been a decisive and efficient person.
Lightning power covered his body, Power of Life was hidden within, and the surging life force ignited in Lancelot at a moment's notice.
This is a method of using Power of Life, which burns Power of Life for a short time to greatly enhance physical attributes.
As his physical attributes surged, Lancelot's size soared from eight meters to twenty meters. His horns and eyebrows were prominent, his dark gold vertical pupils resembled two small suns, his indigo dragon scales were covered with dense runes, and his Thunder Dragon Wings on his back reached a hundred meters. With each roar, thunder and hurricanes followed, making his power terrifying to the extreme.
"Nadak, this dragonman is getting desperate, be careful!" Bishop Bolai warned solemnly.
Nadak nodded slightly, gripping the knight's lance in his hand tightly.
Boom!
The thunder dragon roared, and amidst the resounding dragon cries, the dragon-man charged forward with explosive force.
Thump!!
The dragon claws collided with the spear, sparks flying everywhere, and a terrifying shockwave raged outwards in a spherical shape, emitting a shrill sound and shattering the ground below even more thoroughly.
The two sides clashed quickly!
Because he had to conceal his identity, Lancelot's life-related Ability Energy couldn't be used directly, which inevitably suppressed his combat power. Although he was still suppressing Nadak, it seemed he was still a bit short of being able to deal with this muscular paladin.
Bishop Bolai and Nadak were naturally aware of this as well.
The heart that had been pounding in his chest because of Lancelot's terrifying momentum as he charged at such a rapid pace quietly calmed down, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It seems this dragonman has run out of tricks and has no other options." Bishop Bolai narrowed his eyes, pondering whether he should use some trump cards to launch a surprise attack on this damned dragonman and see if he could capture him. But after thinking about it, he gave up. He couldn't afford to create any unnecessary trouble right now; forcing the opponent to retreat was enough.
Moreover, his trump cards, while threatening to a powerhouse with combat strength almost comparable to half a Legendary, were not fatal; otherwise, he wouldn't have had to flee in a lifeboat at the very beginning.
Lancelot, of course, had no idea what Bishop Bolai was thinking. He simply launched a fierce attack, looking like a wild beast that refused to give up, making a final burst of energy. In reality, his strength was gradually weakening, and his momentum was slowly waning.
Nadak, a seasoned veteran, naturally noticed these changes. While he was delighted, he remained vigilant, maintaining a steady and composed demeanor. No wonder he was chosen as Bishop Bolai's steward; he was undeniably reliable.
Lancelot has always despised such mature and cautious individuals. He prefers those brainless and impulsive Transcendent who, with a little provocation, will reveal their weaknesses, creating a perfect opportunity for him to deliver the decisive blow.
Unfortunately, as enemies grow stronger and more cunning, these novice Transcendent will inevitably fade from view, replaced by more formidable adversaries like Nadak.
"Fine, since they're not giving us a chance, let's just go for it!" Lancelot made the decision and put it into practice without hesitation.
On the back of his hand, dragon scales cracked, revealing a tattoo of Mouth of Gluttony. Driven by a source of Source of Power, this treasure of the Devil Clan has finally revealed its fangs on the Planet Oklo!
"What is this?!"
Nadak stared in utter shock and fury at the gaping maw of the Abyss that had suddenly appeared before him; all his attacks had been swallowed up by this thing.
"The aura of the devil! This is the evil power from Hell! How dare you, a dragon-man, collude with the Devils of Hell!" Bishop Bolai, having served the gods for many years, possessed vast knowledge and instantly recognized the origin of the Mouth of Gluttony, instinctively and without hesitation rebuking it.
This is not surprising, as the Divine Realm and Hell are mortal enemies, a fact known to everyone in the Astral Realm.
"The taste of the gods, devour him, devour him!!"
Dark, malevolent whispers emanated from the Mouth of Gluttony, an overwhelming malice and greed filling the sky, startling even the battle-hardened paladin Nadak, causing countless chaotic thoughts to rise uncontrollably in his mind.
"This is a demonic sound, don't listen to it!" Bishop Bolai quickly warned, while simultaneously casting a Purification Spell to help Nadak get rid of the demonic sound.
But it was too late!
Battles at this level are inherently unpredictable. The instant Nadak was affected by the demonic sound, a lightning spear formed from thousands of electric arcs pierced through his chest with lightning speed.
Not only that, almost simultaneously, the Mouth of Gluttony instantly expanded to a height of three hundred meters, from which a huge red tongue extended. This tongue was covered with dense white spikes and a sticky, unknown liquid. With a single roll, it dragged Nadak into the Mouth of Gluttony.
Strangely enough, Nadak, who had been struggling, suddenly froze as if paralyzed the moment the red tongue touched him, and he was completely powerless to resist.
Click! Click!
The sounds of chewing and cracking bones emanated from the Mouth of Gluttony, as golden blood flowed out and was absorbed completely by a flick of the tongue.
"Delicious, I want more. Delicious, I want more..."
A series of giggling, distorted sounds emanated from the room, sounding like those of a mischievous child. Yet, everyone who heard the sound felt a chill run down their spine and their scalp tingle.