706 Calcate City (2/2)

Lucien speculated the reasons why Mecantron did not completely perish. While 'Positron Cannon' could not track the original body like the Sword of Truth, it contained the purest destruction. Lucien believed that if Mecantron had arrived with his full strength, he would've been obliterated whatever resurrection methods he had!

”I think it's the latter possibility. To deal with a grand arcanist who possesses a handful of top legendary spells in the abyss where the power of Mountain Paradise is greatly weakened, the Angel King would barely have any chance of success if he hadn't arrived with all his strength. I don't think he would underestimate his enemy.” Scratching her chin, Natasha offered her opinion.

Under normal circumstances, Mecantron was among the top-tier experts and was as strong as a demigod near Mountain Paradise. However, in the abyss, even if he arrived in person, he would only be as strong as the weakest top legend under the affection of the abyss. If he did not try his best, he would only be in level three of legendary and on par with Lucien.

In that regard, sorcerers, with their unpredictable, miscellaneous spells, were much stronger. They were almost adapted to all battle environments and wouldn't be greatly weakened.

”That makes sense. His 'God's Guard' was as powerful as his performance in Rentato.” However, even though he is the body of resurrection prepared by Thanos and an incarnation of the 'God of Truth', he is only a new-born angel right now. It will take at least five years before he resumes legendary strength.”

Although the Mirror of Fate could determine if Mecantron was still alive, it could not state his status clearly. Therefore, Lucien could only make a vague prediction based on the signs.

Hearing Lucien's speculation, Natasha suddenly chuckled. She pointed at the planet of iron not far away and said, ”I think we should discuss it after we are back home. Do you not feel that the cold and dark universe is not as comfortable as a warm, cozy room? There is also tea and music, and we are not far away from the door…”

Lucien replied, ”Of course. I need to be prepared for the improvement of the Moon Timer, too.”

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Inside the Frozen Fortress, Gonheim, the Demogorgon of Darkness, returned to the dark throne. Wounds deep to the bone appeared on his right hand that was tapping the gems, but no blood was flowing out at all.

Blue, cold light emitted from the wounds, freezing everything inside. Even Gonheim's terrifying ability of recovery could not eliminate them any time soon.

There was also a scratch that carried the air of death on Gonheim's face. Although it was shallow, his face still cramped now and then.

Touching his face with his left hand, Gonheim mumbled to himself, his eyes whose colors changed all the time turning chaotic and cold, ”Lucien Evans, Apsis, ice statue…”

As a cunning Prince of Demons, he had other preparations, so he beat the Lady of Snow and the Lord of Death after paying a certain prince. However, Lucien was even faster. He had already left with the Time Plate.

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In the Month of Harvest (September), most places were still warm and full of the delight of harvest and festivals, but freezing wind was already blowing in the northern province of the Schachran Empire, making people feel that winter had come.

A team of mercenaries walked on the desolate plain, guarding a few business convoys. The Schachran Empire was most famous for its vast territory, abundant resources and copious magic creatures.

Amidst the mercenaries, Katrina had tied her gold long hair. She touched the bald figurine of a dwarf in her bock and thought absentmindedly, ”Why did my teacher ask me to put this statue out in front of the temple in Dumute? Why is this statue unfinished?”

She was very curious about that.

”We're arriving at Calcate City!” The scout up ahead shouted. At the border of the plain and a forest, right next to a river, a magnificent but somewhat old city appeared before their eyes.

It was Calcate, the third largest city in the province, only second to Nanoki, the capital, and Kirf, where Marquis Furtado was at.

Katrina was back to herself. She moved her left hand out of the pocket and thought to herself. ”The most important thing right now is the mandatory mission. I can work on my teacher's request later.”

This place was the destination of her mandatory mission as well as her hometown.

Looking at the familiar architectural style and the unique view, she was somewhat fascinated.