Chapter 1707: Chapter 519: Clown Blood Coat

“Escaping just like that?”

Leonard Churchill looked at the abruptly changing situation, also somewhat flabbergasted.

He didn’t know what else the Spell Clay Pot was capable of besides sealing the Outer God, but seeing the stark contrast of Dead Dragon Marlodis turning tail and fleeing, he knew the pot must have some special restraint against God Tier beings.

This also gave Leonard an indescribable sense of absurdity.

Marlodis who had just descended in an invincible manner, was now beating a hasty retreat. What Leonard saw was not just the astonishing turnaround in the play of the Three Great Sects, but also the Divine Hand of Emperor Lanlingster, the “fourth player” in the game.

The arrangement of the Holy Church was indeed a move ahead in the game.

But even higher was that of the Great Emperor.

Even tens of thousands of years ago, Marlodis was a being at the pinnacle of the plane, with cognition at the tip of the pyramid.

The fact that He was duped with no guard up only had one possibility — before this, perhaps no one in the world knew that the Spell Clay Pot could be used this way.

As far as Leonard knew, the seven Spell Clay Pots were exclusively for sealing purposes.

They each sealed one of the Seven Catastrophes Monarchs.

A radish for each hole.

If it were easy to break free from the restraint of the pots, then the Seven Catastrophes Monarchs, having ravaged numerous times over countless years, should not have been restricted.

But time and again they broke the sealing, and time and again they were re-sealed.

It proves that the pots possessed an almost insoluble binding force, the tier of the sealing Curse likely surpassing the plane’s upper limit.

In other words, Emperor Lanlingster might be the only one who knew that this pot could replace a soul contract for sealing.

And He left that method on the Forbidden Ruins Stele, resulting in the entrapment of Dragon God Marlodis after tens of thousands of years.

…

“So that’s how it is… If there’s a method of control left behind, then the Dead Dragon was indeed deliberately exiled to the Underworld by the Great Emperor. But what was the intention behind doing this…”

Leonard’s mind clarified a lot of things, but also conjured some doubts.

But the more immediate issue was…

How was he to leave this Netherworld Channel?

He had been hoping to take advantage of the turmoil between the Three Great Sects to see if there was an opportunity to follow Dead Dragon Marlodis through the channel he opened back. But now with this guy making a run for it, and the Twisted Light Gate about to disappear, what to do?

Rushing over now would most certainly be a death sentence.

Leonard watched as his original plan fell apart, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

…

Watching the Dead Dragon flee, the survivors of the Holy Church also let out a sigh of relief; they did not pursue.

Because their goal had been achieved.

Now with the Soul Sealing Jar contract on Marlodis, no matter how powerful He was, would be restrained by the pot.

At least with the pot in hand, Dragon God Airel was not afraid of this powerful enemy.

And now, they had other matters to attend to.

Immediately, the “Second Saint” with the Illusion of three evil dragons behind him turned his gaze towards the darkness not far away.

He looked at the slowly condensing figure out of blood, hardly concealing the killing intent in his eyes.

The two critically wounded Red Robed Archbishops and the elite troops also stood by the Saint Heir, with signs they were about to make a move.

Seeing this posture, the cluster of blood spoke first with a cold laugh: “What? Airel, do you also intend to leave me behind?”

This was the true form of ‘Crimson Corruption Seyadis.’

Just now He was ambushed by Seyadis and was counterattacked and severely injured, currently in His weakest state.

While the Seven Catastrophes couldn’t be killed, that didn’t mean they couldn’t be exiled to the Underworld.

Now that the Sun Sect’s issues were largely under control, yet the Crimson Sect remained a grave concern.

Clearly, Dragon God Airel had this intention.

Hearing this, the “Second Saint” responded lightly: “No, you misunderstood. I just want to take back the things I’ve lent you before… ”

As he spoke, the spatial laws around them instantly imprisoned everyone, and Divine Power flowed in his hands, producing an old and rusted Trident.

The measures prepared for Marlodis that had not been used were now just the thing to deal with this one!

In an instant, the entire space seemed to become the deep sea, a suffocating sensation of high-tier Water Elements pressing upon everyone’s hearts.

…

From a distance, Leonard saw this scene and twitched the corner of his eye: “Backstabbing each other, eh…”

Of course, he also realized that the Holy Church was engaging in burning bridges after crossing.

The two Sects had conspired in secret to ambush Marlodis, and now that their common goal had been reached, these two guileful Outer Gods returned to their previous conflicts.

A fight was not surprising.

Leonard was more than happy to sit back and watch the show.

Only in chaos was there a chance.

Looking at the situation, this was where the card game became most thrilling.

At the same time, he noticed the Trident that invoked the high-tier Water Element Law and muttered to himself: “But then again, the Holy Church sure does have a lot of nice things…”

Previously the Holy Son Ceres had a Divine Artifact, Zeus’s Thunderbolt Scepter, and now another one emerged.

In his enlightenment, he realized the weapon in the Saint Heir’s hand was indeed another one of the three Divine Artifacts forged by the One-eyed Giant — Poseidon’s Sea God Trident.

This heritage made Leonard’s eyes greedy.

…

‘Crimson Corruption Seyadis’ was heavily injured, his aura significantly weakened.

Space was already locked down, with the people of the Holy Church once again formed into a battle array.

Clearly at a disadvantage, yet the Lord of Crimson showed no signs of panic.

On the contrary, Seyadis openly displayed his disdain, taunting: “Airel, you really are despicable. No wonder back in the day you committed such an act of backstabbing…”

Listening to this, Leonard looked down at the corpse of Reuel Bible on the ground, unsure of what Seyadis was planning, but he knew Seyadis must have a contingency in hand.