Chapter 645: Ferguillo’s Calmness and Belo’s Agitation (1/2)
After taking a good break, blood stopped flowing out from Ferguillo’s nose and mouth.
Songat was currently treating Cana who suffered a heavy injury from Angil’s attack.
There were a few arcane masters standing around Ferguillo.
“You’re also an Evil Dragon follower.” The lonely-looking Ferguillo stood up and plainly spoke while looking at one of the nearby arcane masters.
“Impossible!”
Several exclamations rang out.
The arcane master in question had thick eyebrows and short hair. He released a stern aura. There were flame symbols on his arcane robe.
“You’re saying I’m an Evil Dragon follower?”
Even though Ferguillo said that he was an Evil Dragon follower, the arcane master remained stern. His eyebrows raised slightly like two short swords.
“Did you make a mistake?”
Two arcane masters walked up and looked at Ferguillo and asked, “How can Captain Michael be an Evil Dragon follower?”
Ferguillo looked at the two nervous arcane masters and shook his head.
The short-haired arcane master smiled calmly and looked at Ferguillo, “I believe you made a mistake.”
“What’s going on?”
“How can Captain Michael from the Burning Corps be an Evil Dragon follower?”
As the commotion got rowdier, more arcane masters gathered around.
“Before I was dispatched to Eichemalar, I was the platoon leader of the Burning Corps second platoon. I personally killed seven Evil Dragon followers.”
The short-haired arcane master looked at the arcane masters approaching, then stared coldly at Ferguillo. “If I’m an Evil Dragon follower, I should be staying away from you at least. I wouldn’t be here protecting you.”
Ferguillo looked at him calmly and plainly answered, “My eyes do not lie to me.”
“Are you saying whoever you point out is an Evil Dragon follower? Then what is the Office of Special Affairs for?” Michael sneered, “And who can prove you are innocent? What’s the story behind your arm?”
The gathered arcane masters were shocked.
Michael’s words reminded them of a terrifying fact. Ferguillo’s ability clearly allowed him to conduct a clean up in Eichemalar. However, if he held even the tiniest bit of selfishness, if he wanted to clean up some factions...... The end result would be horrifying.
“If you can just take down anyone you point out, then that would basically put you in charge of the entire Office of Special Affairs. You would probably even control every arcane master in Eichemalar.”
Michael revealed a chilling sneer. He looked at Ferguillo and said, “Proof...... Everything requires proof. If the entire Office of Special Affairs only follows the will of an individual, it is no longer the Office of Special Affairs. It would be the Monarchy of Special Affairs.”
“I understand what you mean.” Ferguillo plainly spoke, “If I cannot prove that you are an Evil Dragon follower, I cannot exert violence on you. Likewise, if I cannot do anything to you, I also cannot do anything to those who hide their Evil Dragon aura and refuse to put up any resistance while denying to be an Evil Dragon follower.”
Ferguillo plainly declared while looking at him, “Your idea is good, but it’s useless. I will show you the proof.”
Michael’s expression suddenly stiffened.
It was because Ferguillo directly attacked!
He never imagined Ferguillo would actually make a move at this moment!
The surrounding arcane masters also did not expect Ferguillo to make a move, hence nobody was able to stop him.
A burning gem shield naturally manifested before Michael.
Boom!
However, that gem shield was torn apart.
Ferguillo’s right hand grabbed Michael’s face.
His hand could instantly crush Michael’s head, but he did not exert any strength other than grabbing Michael’s face. It was as if he just gently touched Michael’s skin.
Whoosh!
A unique suction force was released from Ferguillo’s fingers.
Michael’s expression instantly twisted a little. Traces of purplish black particles uncontrollably flowed out from his body.
The speed was so fast his body could not endure it, causing his nerves to spasm. He could not counterattack or escape.
Purplish black particles constantly flowed out from his face and gathered in Ferguillo’s palm, becoming a compressed ball.
“This is my proof.” Ferguillo plainly looked at Michael and spoke, “What you said is reasonable. However, don’t forget, there’s no arcane master stronger than me in Eichemalar...... So, I don’t have to play by your rules.”
Dead silence.
The surrounding arcane masters did not make a sound.
They could clearly tell what the purplish black particles that flowed out from within Michael’s body were.
Nobody doubted Ferguillo anymore...... Although his formidable strength mainly came from his right arm, what he said was correct. Even Angil lost to him. There seemed to be no arcane master stronger than him in all of Eichemalar.
Since he could show proof, nobody could stop his clean up.
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