Chapter 2249 - 824: The Fear Brought by the Sanda King

Lansendel didn’t understand what Shaer was struggling with, but he was well aware that the other party just wanted to scheme against him... and given the recent situation, it was most likely Amanata’s Path of Destiny.

The Greek Triad is not so easily woven into the Tablets of Fate yet; they can only set the stage, but the unfolding and climax must be performed by themselves.

Once they have walked this Path of Destiny, their mark will be on the Tablets of Fate, and only then can their roles be increased in subsequent Paths of Destiny.

The Toril Gods find that stone tablet annoying, but there’s no reason to unite against it, as it’s more like a layer upon layer of temptation for them. If they are clear-headed enough, they can completely avoid being influenced by that Path of Destiny.

However, as time progresses, the Tablets of Fate become increasingly familiar with them. Oftentimes, even if they know nothing good awaits, they can’t help but go.

Lansendel has always considered himself a very noble being... that’s why he has been able to remain out of the calculations of the Tablets of Fate for so many years.

Of course, such words that would be despised by everyone, he wouldn’t easily say.

Impressions of Lansendel in Toril are certainly polarized: his self-praise, praise of certain things, no one would believe.

But when he appears as the Lord of Dawn, the warnings he gives to ordinary people are acknowledged as trustworthy.

The image of Lansendel in the eyes of the higher echelons and the common people is a bit divided... but even so, the Nobles and Mages are well aware that when Lansendel talks about serious matters, he is never false.

His biggest issue is impulsiveness, so rational people won’t follow his passionate marketing, but that doesn’t mean he won’t keep his word.

Toril people might doubt other things... but Lansendel’s fully occupied Divine Kingdom proves his divinity.

That has nothing to do with how annoying or bothersome he can be.

But, no matter how passionate, brave, or fearless, there are still things Lansendel doesn’t want to do.

Like getting involved in this seemingly abnormal Path of Destiny.

Just think about it... when has that old silver coin AO ever personally been on the battlefield?

Always sitting in his elusive Divine Kingdom, looking down on everything from on high, coming out only at the end to tie things up... under scrutiny, with full attention.

That old guy never sneaked into the village so discreetly.

Look at the politeness he showed when he arrived at Hill~

Lansendel isn’t foolish, he could see right away that AO’s plans for the Greek Triad were absolutely spur of the moment.

It’s evident that Edna’s Path of Destiny indeed has many unexpected elements, making AO’s tablets of fate utterly fail.

Hence, the old guy had to personally come out and carefully clean up the wasted lines on the tablet, then fill them with other traces.

Therefore, the upcoming Path of Destiny will inevitably be forcefully manipulated.

Unlike before, when old lines buried for who knows how many years could be pulled up, baiting the unfortunate ’voluntarily.’

This time, certainly, anyone passing by might have bad luck!

The critical thing is, thinking it over and over, Lansendel couldn’t figure out what this had to do with him?

Destiny... the disturbance on Heavenly Mountain this time showed him many traces of Tai Ji.

Lansendel pondered for a long time before confirming that in Tai Ji’s heart, she didn’t lack the chance for resurrection, just that it wouldn’t be so soon.

After so many years of waiting, what’s the harm in waiting longer?

His biggest flaw criticized by Toril people is precisely this stubbornness!

But in his view, it’s his biggest advantage.

Lansendel firmly believes in himself, his determination never changes... Ha, his pursuits were never wrong!

Otherwise, how would he have someone like Hill, a good friend who can warn him of danger beforehand?

Of course, it’s because Lansendel is good enough!

Hill couldn’t help but tilt his head... did that Great Peacock suddenly gleam?

What is Lansendel thinking?

Entertaining himself over there is one thing, but suddenly adding a layer of shine to his feathers... although Hill truly thinks keeping his friend in the current most beautiful moment is a great thing, occasionally he just feels an impulse to ’ugh~.’

Forget it, with friends, things can never be perfect... anyway, he’s not perfect himself, best pretend he didn’t see.

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’Old Age Striking King’, in the end, still held onto her integrity.

Of course, in her own eyes, this was a sign of her maturity.

Ever since raising Edna, she has had to set an example... Don’t be fooled by her demeanor in Toril where people kept their distance, she has indeed restrained a lot.

At least in the cursing matches of the Black Rose, she controlled her participation level as much as possible... not participating completely was out of the question.

She’s not like Ambori cursing obscenely anyway.

Moreover, it’s not a bad thing for Edna to learn how to curse without spitting.

But ’Old Age Striking King’ still thinks she’s become much more reasonable than before.

Whether hitting people or cursing them, there’s always a reason.

And she wouldn’t just start trouble because she suddenly disliked someone... Who could say she and the ’Young Master’ were the same?

The point is, she even understood the bigger picture and only killed the culprit!

The ’Old Age Striking King’ who directly strangled that fool, coldly surveyed the enemies surrounding her... Good, although they were scared half to death, none intended to retreat.

They truly feared her, but did not dare to flee.

These so-called magicians gave her a very familiar feeling... She tilted her head slightly and spat out the words, ’Blood Slave?’

Hmm... The hidden, deep-seated malice emanating from the depths of the alley became more pronounced.

For the ’Old Age Striking King’, whose perception was almost raised to the level of deities, that kind of malice was practically shouting ’I’m here to capture you as a test subject.’

As a priest deeply graced by divine power, the ’Old Age Striking King’s spiritual attribute value was almost at the extreme height of the Undead Tribe, of course, her intelligence attribute points weren’t that high, but she had Edna’s blessing!

Even a mage without extreme allocation couldn’t have as many intellect points as she did.

And her strength also received a tremendous boost due to Lansendel’s favor... The Emerald Tome would enhance the holder’s strongest attribute value.

However, as a priest, the ’Old Age Striking King’s attributes were already enhanced to the max, so Lansendel specifically modified the Emerald Tome’s attributes for her, locking the enhancement on strength.

After all, her stamina and defensive power under the influence of divine grace were already sufficient, whereas strength was something she pursued but couldn’t easily obtain.

No matter how much Strength Potion she drank, the ’Old Age Striking King’ couldn’t catch up to Hill in her early days, which had always been her regret.

Fortunately, Lansendel was truly generous. When asking someone to work, he would never be stingy.

She clenched her small fists, revealing a cold smile, then couldn’t help but pat the inner pocket of her leather jacket... She certainly didn’t wake up on her own.

Since the Emerald Tome had been modified by Lansendel, he definitely wouldn’t just do that.

It also included some divine arts that could refresh and sober the mind.

Furthermore, because this tome was directly bound to the ’Old Age Striking King’, the divine arts directly acted on her spiritual power, completely undetectable by others.

Although the ’Old Age Striking King’ was still in a bad mood, it was merely her own anger, not due to being tricked, and the fact that it even activated the divine arts of the Emerald Tome helped her realize one thing... Those observing her now included not only their Undead Tribe, but also Lansendel and Hill.

Oh, maybe Shaer too.

Though she knew the issues with the Undead Tribe here couldn’t be hidden from William, anyway, she didn’t care about those divine matters.

But thinking that the Little Bear was watching too, the ’Old Age Striking King’ automatically entered ’Sage’ mode.

With some people, the longer you know them, the less necessary it is to maintain any image.

But with others, it’s quite the opposite.

Hill isn’t like Lansendel, the kind of shameless fellow... The ’Old Age Striking King’ still hopes to be reliable in that Little Bear’s eyes.

She can’t mess everything up by failing to control her temper when success is in sight.

Tsk~

The ’Old Age Striking King’ suddenly jumped up, fiercely staring into the eyes of the strong man blocking her, with a cold glint sliding through them... Damn it, I’m really giving you face!

Once I pull you out, I must practice a hundred combos on you!

Of course, she didn’t forget to wipe her little boots on these strong men’s faces... Although she definitely wouldn’t use them again, wiping them clean makes her feel a bit more comfortable wearing them now.

Stepping on a line of corpses as she charged into the alley, she couldn’t feel how profound the impression she left on those natives.

In a place already accustomed to threats and horror, weeping occasionally drifted from the houses on either side.

After all, they’ve surely seen people kill, although it’s terrifying, they’re used to it.

But killing and then trampling a person’s face until it’s unrecognizable for the one collecting the body, they truly haven’t seen such a ruthless overlord!

In the refugee camp under Josh’s rule, it had never been this dark.

Otherwise, these guys wouldn’t have stayed in the dark alley for so long without being able to incorporate all hiding within.

Those taken by them usually had existing issues.

Those merely offending outside forces and needing to lay low temporarily could still enjoy some freedom.

With Josh around, who dared to cause too big a commotion?

That Dawn Messenger only chooses not to bother with certain things, not because he’s unaware.

However, after he left for just a few days, such terrifying scenes appeared... What are they to do in the future?

The uncontainable sobbing left many people distressed, uncertain of the direction their future would take.

Nevertheless, they’re certainly not going to venture into that secret little building deep in the alley.

Even if they’re at their wit’s end, they’ll never go!

It’s too, tragic.