CHAPTER 397: 154 SEVENTH ELDER_3

"BANG!"

"BANG! BANG!"

The high-frequency attacks caused the energy field to tremble rapidly, and the already damaged talisman showed signs of failing.

"A Holy Skill!"

Carl, far from being flustered, revealed a look of excitement.

"As expected of a legacy left by the Divine, it’s truly remarkable!"

"Since that’s the case..."

One-Circle Witchcraft—Power of the Tide!

Water elements in the air converged frantically, forming a stream of water that appeared out of thin air and swept violently around.

First Order Seal—Chain Fireball!

One!

Two!

Three!

...

Due to purchasing supplies and exchanging talismans, Carl’s crafted Seals were running low, but he still threw out five at once.

Fifteen giant fireballs appeared in mid-air, like a series of suns about to plummet.

The scorching heat ignited fierce fires nearby.

The next moment.

BOOM!

The suns fell.

The giant fireballs covered the surroundings. A tremendous explosion flattened earth mounds tens of meters high, scorching the land with Fierce Flames and even causing magma to roll.

Meanwhile, the stream formed by the Power of the Tide persisted resiliently, sending wave after wave crashing in all directions.

Where is he?

Come out!

Carl’s eyes flickered. He waved his swords, feeling his adversary’s presence nearby but unable to pinpoint it.

"CLANG..."

"BANG!"

A tremendous force struck from behind. Even with the energy field’s interception, it still made his body sway.

As he turned and swung his sword, the disheveled figure of the Seventh Elder came into view.

The Sky Wolf Illusion Demon Fist was formidable. However, the Seventh Elder was only at the First Order Early Stage of Cultivation and couldn’t constantly use its deadliest moves to become ethereal.

Carl’s offensive, however, covered the entire surroundings, leaving no room for escape.

The impact of the Fierce Flames and the Power of the Tide left him battered and bruised; even his armor could hardly defend against it.

Yet, he still had one last chance.

The techniques of the Guardian are completely different from the records; they must not be Divine gifts. He must be hiding other secrets. I must capture him no matter what!

"Kill!"

Sky Wolf Howling Moon!

The giant wolf formed by converged Battle Aura reappeared. Its head held high, it emitted a deafening howl. This sound bypassed defenses to directly attack the mind and soul.

Immediately after, the giant wolf transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Carl.

"Good!"

Carl’s eyes narrowed. His body suddenly swelled, instantly transforming into a huge Abyssal Squid. Its thick, long tentacles danced in the air, their serrated suckers clicking, as a layer of dark light flickered ominously.

Second Order Witchcraft—Fear Aura!

As for the soul attack of Sky Wolf Howling Moon...

This kind of attack would naturally be difficult for a Knight to defend against. But for a Wizard like him, who possessed an Abyssal Bloodline, it was something he could practically ignore on the spot!

"BANG!"

The wolf and the squid collided in mid-air.

"PFFT!"

The Seventh Elder spat blood and collapsed, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the being emitting a terrifying aura before him, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Monster!"

"You’ve indeed betrayed the Goddess, corrupted by the Evil God!"

Run!

His thoughts raced. With a flash, his figure flickered as he tried to flee into the distance.

The moment Carl revealed his ’true form’, the Seventh Elder knew he was no match.

But relying on the speed of the Sky Wolf Illusion Demon Fist, escaping shouldn’t be a major problem. He could figure out a plan after returning.

Given the strength the Guardian had displayed, likely only two or three elders could gain the upper hand. Whether they could capture him was still uncertain. It would be best to request the Lord Bishop to act personally!

"Escape?"

"I finally managed to lock onto your aura. Letting you escape now would be a waste of all the energy I’ve expended."

Carl ’looked’ at the Seventh Elder, and a Seal appeared out of nowhere.

Void Tentacles!

From the void, invisible tentacles, guided by the locked aura, appeared near the Seventh Elder, binding him tightly in place.

A middle-grade First Order Seal—once it hit its target, not even Carl himself could easily break free.

The Seventh Elder, even less so.

"SWOOSH!"

The Abyssal Squid pounced, enveloping the Seventh Elder completely.

「Soon after.」

Carl appeared in an open area, carrying the barely breathing Seventh Elder and Deacon Lev, who had been burned to death at some unknown point.

Lesser Spell Force Field!

He made a pressing motion with his large hand.

An invisible force field pressed down on the ground.

"BANG!"

The ground trembled slightly, and a bizarre pattern emerged on its surface.

Carl went to the center of the pattern, knelt on one knee, and chanted softly:

"Master of Essence!"

"King of Thousand Forms!"

"Taiwei Jade Emperor!"

"..."

Nearby, the Seventh Elder, on the verge of death, watched this scene. His eyes suddenly widened, his face filled with terror.

"Evil God!"

"The ritual..."