Chapter 1703: Chapter 517 [Plum Blossom 10 – Hermit]_3

Upon hearing this, a twitch unexpectedly appeared at the corner of Leonard Churchill’s eye: Are you serious?

Elder Clinton’s expression suddenly betrayed a familiar sleaziness as he said very seriously: “Moreover, this is just an avatar of my consciousness, with incomplete memory and hardly any combat power, not even enough to beat you, kid. So don’t expect me to be able to defeat that ‘Dead Dragon’…”

“…”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill immediately felt a sense of crisis overwhelming him.

He had no doubts that Elder Clinton was not joking.

It was clear from his words that if one wanted to survive, one had to rely on oneself.

Leonard Churchill exchanged a glance with Sophia Jones, both eyes filled with gravity.

Before Elder Clinton had revealed his other identity, Leonard Churchill had indeed held onto a sliver of hope that, even if he couldn’t go out with Dragon God Marlodis, perhaps he could with this old man.

Now he heard, what, you’re just an avatar?

Leonard Churchill himself had an avatar still studying at the Royal Academy; he understood perfectly well.

In the current situation, if Elder Clinton had a way to get out, he definitely would not stand by and watch him die.

In other words, he could only rely on himself.

After some thought, Leonard Churchill calculated that the probability of surviving on his own was one in ten thousand.

Still unwilling to give up, he hinted: “Senior, isn’t Emperor Lanlingster also part of the [JOKER] Sequence…”

He intended to say he was also a JOKER and that appearing here might not be a coincidence, perhaps hinting that Emperor Lanlingster had left some means behind.

But before he could finish, Elder Clinton once again doused his hopes with cold water: “I have only recalled a part of my memory. Don’t expect me to know everything.”

As he spoke, he looked at Leonard Churchill, reverting to his previously annoying expression, and said something thought-provoking: “If you die, it just means your Life Pattern wasn’t strong enough. It has nothing to do with the Sequence…”

“…”

Leonard Churchill rolled his eyes slightly at these words.

Still not ready to give up, he tried asking again: “That, may I ask… Did you see anything on the Forbidden Ruins Stele at the Moon Well?”

He thought that if the Great Emperor had left some backdoor, the Stele was probably the place.

But once again, he was disappointed.

Elder Clinton spoke indifferently: “Nothing much. It just awakened some memories that have been sealed for too long, and my mind couldn’t cope with the sudden influx, so I fainted. I do know a few things, but whether or not that can help you survive, it’s not very relevant…”

“…”

With that, Leonard Churchill completely lost hope.

But when he glanced at Sophia Jones beside him, she revealed an expression of indifference.

As if to say, even if it meant going to the Underworld together, it was no big deal.

…

“Looks like we can only wait and see if the other two factions can offer any surprises…”

Leonard Churchill’s mind raced with thoughts, arriving at this possibility.

Reality didn’t give him much time to think it over.

The Golden Dragon God Marlodis, referred to as the “Dead Dragon” by Elder Clinton, had already descended into the Sun Temple, taking his place upon the throne.

Below the stage, Saintess Sophia knelt respectfully on the ground: “Welcome back, Dragon God!”

However, this Black Dragon now seemed quite unaccustomed to the brightness of the [Sun Disc], lifting a hand to gesture, and the light from the disc dimmed.

On Leonard Churchill’s side, that burning sensation also vanished.

Yet before the Dragon God could settle down, over a hundred figures broke through the divine temple’s barrier using some method and suddenly charged in.

Simultaneously, Leonard Churchill sensed a familiar spatial fluctuation and thought: “The guys from the Holy Church are using that ‘coffin’ again?”

In the blink of an eye, three groups of combatants confronted each other from different directions.

Believers of the Sun Sect led by Gustav; seven or eight cloaked vampires led by “Reuel Bible”; and the most numerous were the elite warriors of the Holy Church led by three Red Robed Archbishops.

The three sides were on a knife-edge, and the murderous intent was so chilling it made one feel the cold even under the scorching sun.

It seemed that the real commotion was now just beginning.

Leonard Churchill glanced at the people from the Holy Church and muttered to himself, “So many experts.”

All three Red Robed Archbishops were of the ninth rank, followed by hundreds of ascetics and Holy Dragon Knights, each one the elite of the elite.

The aura emerging from each one made Leonard Churchill feel they were no weaker than himself.

It was also the first time he had seen so many top-tier card masters, and he marveled inwardly.

But still, Leonard Churchill didn’t think these guys could handle that Dead Dragon.

His gaze shifted to “Reuel Bible.”

For some reason, he always felt that this old friend of his was hiding something very deep.

The Dragon God Malodis on the throne didn’t give those three Red Robed Archbishops a second glance. He had certainly noticed the space being sealed but said to himself with complete indifference: “Mirrored Space? It’s been so long since I’ve seen this place… After Lanlingster passed away, did Airel get his hands on that coffin…”

As he spoke, the Dragon’s face twisted with loathing and vengeance.

After tens of thousands of years… he finally made it back!

Every moment he longed to kill that despicable person who attacked him all those years ago.

However, before the Dragon God’s arrogance could persist for long, the three Red Robed Archbishops decisively shouted: “Attack!”

In an instant, hundreds of Dragon-blooded Card Masters simultaneously transformed into Great Dragon form in the sky, creating a magnificent spectacle.

A massive Nine-point Star Array took shape within the battle formation.

It seemed they were prepared in advance, all set to surround and kill the Dragon God.

This was the first time Leonard Churchill had witnessed such an extravagant legionary battle formation. At the moment when the Nine-pointed Star lit up, the aura of the Holy Church’s experts fused into one, forming a Demon God’s Phantom.

“Dragon Slayer, Demon God Achilles?”

Leonard Churchill looked at the Demon God’s Phantom with great surprise; wasn’t this the Demon God pointed to by the [Red Heart Ten-Hero] Sequence?

It was one thing for other card masters to use it, but how come the Holy Church’s Dragon Descendants were also harnessing the Demonic Power?

Not only was Leonard Churchill surprised, but the eyes of the Black Dragon on the throne also flickered with mockery: “‘The Dragon Slayer’s legionary battle formation’? That despicable Airel does not dare to show himself and actually uses a human battle formation… He is truly bringing shame to the entire Dragon Clan…”

However, just as everyone’s attention was focused on the legionary war array, from the shadows behind the throne, unknowably when, a large red Great Sword slowly pierced out from the Void.

If Leonard Churchill were here, he would undoubtedly recognize that this was the Godslayer Demon Sword [Tirfeng] he once gave to Reuel Bible!