Chapter 1507: Reckless Man

Chapter 1507: Chapter 1507: Reckless Man

Zheng Jia Ru’s arrogant words seemed commonplace to Pei Yan, as he had just bragged about facing ten opponents alone. Pei Yan shrugged and gave a hand gesture of concession, saying, "Alright then! I’ll leave those two to you! Does anyone else have their own targets?"

"Ah! Since it’s a vendetta, I also have one!" Xia Yu said, raising her hand to point at one of the resurrected Round Table Knights, and sneeringly commented, "I once had an agreement with him to battle again if there’s a chance, and now that I’ve encountered him, I naturally won’t avoid it. After all, they’re Round Table Knights, Old Zheng chose two, so I’ll choose three!"

"Hey! What do you mean by this? You want to choose three! I’ll choose three too! Leave the Round Table Knights to the two of us." Zheng Jia Ru, unwilling to concede, retorted.

"Once chosen, you can’t choose again. If you pick three, what do we choose?" Gu Shenghui stepped in to stop them, saying, "I’m different from you guys; I don’t have as many grudges with the opponents. I’m fine with picking any three indiscriminately."

"Then there are seven left. I don’t care! If I’m not allowed ten, splitting in half works; I’ll fight at least five!" Pei Yan shook his head like a rattle, complaining.

"If you take five, does that mean Hu Jiu and I get just one each? Do you think we’re weaker than others, needing your care?" Pei Jin raised an eyebrow and responded coldly, with Pei Yan’s aggressive posturing immediately dissipating at his sister’s authoritative stance. He only heard Pei Jin distribute: "For the last seven, Hu Jiu and I will each take two, and you three! Since you’re so eager to show off, take the Mage Association President, the President of the Witch Public Assistance Association, and Urban."

"Ah! Fine!" Pei Yan sighed in resignation and accepted the distribution. Turning to the enemy ranks lacklusterly, he said, "We’ve already divided; if you want to fight, come attack!"

Below the city, the Mechanical Legion army had reached the edge of Council City. Thanks to the recent Mage Tower’s attacks, the opponent’s offensive was temporarily stalled, buying time for reinforcements to arrive inside the city. The arrived reinforcements blocked the breach and engaged fiercely with the enemy at the damaged walls of Council City. Above, mages and witch reinforcements came from all directions, blocking Pei Yan’s mechanical clones from attacking the Mage Tower. The battle’s intensity was such that in just moments, one Mage Tower was destroyed, and another precariously teetered on the verge of collapse.

Just recently, the fifteen usually respected individuals, consisting of Holy Knights, Holy Mages, and Saint Violet Witches, were treated like goods at a market by a group of inexperienced youths, being picked and divided into several teams. Some even felt indignant for being chosen fewer times.

This scene felt ridiculously absurd to Aleister, and these fifteen strong figures felt deeply humiliated. Facing Pei Yan’s official provocation, Aleister slowly raised his head, and from his eyes, which seemed like anyone else’s, rose a blue flame resembling Hell’s blaze. He stared at Pei Yan, barely containing his anger, and asked, pausing after each word, "Pei Yan, today you wish to humiliate the three grand councils of the magic plane to what extent!"

"Humiliate?" Pei Yan responded with sarcasm, putting away his smile. "If you consider this humiliating, then so be it! It’s a humiliation you brought upon yourselves! When your supreme agreed to Flamel marrying Miss Sifuer, did anyone consider the humiliation Flamel inflicted on me? You all act so thoroughly, don’t expect others to save face for you!"

"Why bother speaking with him? The grudge between us is beyond resolution! Pei Yan! Do you still remember me?" Before Aleister could reply, a Round Table Knight, unable to contain himself, jumped forward, lifted his visor to reveal his true face, and shouted at Pei Yan.

Pei Yan sized up his opponent and sneered dismissively, "Who do I see? Turns out, it’s the defeated under my hands! Back then, your companion sacrificed his life to let you escape; he was a valiant opponent I respected. I still remember his name – Lanmalok. As for you, a stray dog doesn’t deserve my notice."

Of course, Pei Yan remembered him. During the Sword Discussion Conference, while competing against Moira, she summoned three Round Table Knights: Lanloste, Exeter, and Lanmalok. In that battle, with their coordination, Pei Yan almost fell to Moira’s destiny attack. In the end, Pei Yan injured Exeter, Lanmalok sacrificed himself to hold Pei Yan off, letting Lanloste escape from him. This incident undeniably worsened the relationship between Pei Yan and the Bright Church, and since the grudge was already there, Pei Yan intended to seize every chance to mock and jab at his adversaries.

Having his deepest wound exposed, Lanloste was clearly enraged with humiliation. Ignoring his strength and coordination with companions, he charged alone with a longsword towards Pei Yan.

"Today, in the name of Lanloste, I vow to bury you here!"

The charging Lanloste encountered his first attack, not from any Child of Origin, but from Jiang Donghu hovering in the air. The Origin Squad had selected their opponents, leaving the rest to prevent other Heavenly Dao-level experts in Council City from clashing and disrupting the battle. Positioned perfectly for attack, Jiang Donghu was happy to demonstrate his strength in this grand battle. With a short preparation, he unleashed his Dragon Breath towards Lanloste.

A massive fire column descended from the sky, blocking Lanloste’s charging route. With his body technique, Lanloste could completely avoid it, change his angle, and continue rushing Pei Yan. However, whether rage clouded his mind or he wanted to showcase unstoppable momentum, he neither dodged nor retaliated against the Dragon Breath, but charged head-first.

Dragon Breath enveloped the silhouette of Lanloste, yet in the blink of an eye, a yellow light burst through the flames. Lanloste, wrapped in Holy Light, emerged from the fire, and the longsword, carrying the momentum of Dragon Breath, surged forward with increased vigor.

"Domain." Xia Yu flicked her hand, unleashing her gravitational field.

"Holy Blessing! Earth Magic addition, Light Body Technique!" Utilizing teammate descriptions, having some understanding of the enemy, Lanloste simultaneously applied two spells to himself.

"Domain!" Xia Yu snorted coldly, repeating her previous statement, just slightly tightening her fingers.

In an instant, the once unstoppable Lanloste suddenly plunged towards the ground.

"Blessing immunity and Earth Magic addition, huh, did you think I was the na?ve girl from the Sword Discussion Conference?" Remembering how these two spells reduced her power during the conference, Xia Yu ground her teeth in frustration.