297 Mage’s Anger Part 2 (1/2)

”Let's go.” Banchajanna twisted his body, showing his true form. Grabbing Daniel in one hand, he stepped into the sky and flew off. Judikaka shook his head, afraid that trouble would be caused.

Besides searching for leads on the scepter in the past few days, Judikaka also gained a comprehension of the current situation from the mages of Sregl Island. He knew this place was away from the four empires in this dimension. It was indeed a good place to stop. If there were no incidents, Judikaka intended to help Saleen build up the city and hide inside. It would definitely not raise any eyebrows.

If they really did kill the disciples of the gods, it would be hard not to draw any attention.

Daniel was held in Banchajanna's hands. He was over eight meters long with a tail that was over ten meters, making him enormous in the sky. The mages from Sregl Island brought with them two-hundred swordsmen. Moving north by land, they were quickly overtaken by Banchajanna in the air.

Daniel used the death flames to envelope his body, Banchajanna was flying incredibly fast and the cold wind bit into him like a knife. Without the protection of the death flames Daniel would have frozen to death within minutes. The Pikoosi hid inside the death flames in Banchajanna's hands. It did not even dare show its face.

The Pikoosi already had the absolute powers of grade-6. He was recovering incredibly quickly but that made him even more afraid of the death king.

The mages from Sregl Island saw Banchajanna flying past and were a little relieved. They were well aware of Saleen's powers. If he was asking for help, he must have met an enemy that was hard to shake off. If not, with Saleen's powers, he would be able to defeat a grade-5 professional easily.

These mages had been ordered by Jason to protect Saleen. If anything happened to him, they would not be able to go back to Sregl Island.

Saleen was face to face with the black deacon. They had not made any other moves yet. Standing over forty meters apart, they were at the optimal distance for any magic or divine spells.

As the black deacon saw it, the tribunal would win the battle on the ground. The combat powers of the puppet were not incredibly strong, but these two combat puppets were tough indeed. The stronger their defenses were, the faster they would use up their magic chords though.

He could afford to wait. There were at most another two or three more enemies in the forest. He had over a hundred men at his command, so it was impossible that they would lose.

Saleen was not in a rush either. These fully constructed puppets were driven by dragonshards. What was a hundred enemies to them? Even if there were thousands of people on the battleground they would not stop working from a lack of energy.

”Mage, if you surrender now I will consider asking the cardinal to let you go. How about that?” The black deacon had a change in tone, obviously trying to stall for time.

Saleen knew his intentions and could not help but shudder. There was a black bishop here. It seemed like the scale of this hunt was bigger than he had expected. The Holy See had sent so many people for this and he had run into them. Was he really a natural enemy of the Holy See?

He had run into them when they were looking for the ruins of the Second Dynasty. When they were after Daniel he had run into them again. Now that he was in the barren North, he had run into their secret operations. Even an astrologer could not predict something so coincidental.

”Didn't you want to burn me alive?” Saleen asked in a cold voice. The black deacon was stalling for time but so was he. The black deacon was afraid that if he flew too quickly, he would not be able to catch up. He had trapped him by threatening him, preventing him from deserting the rest and escaping.

Saleen was stalling for time too. When the three kings arrived, they would be able to decimate the people here.

As for the black deacon, so long as he returned to the base of his city, he would not be afraid of any bishop. By the time the Holy See reacted, Lex and the rest would have arrived. By then, there would be dozens of grand mages there. If the three kings did not leave, he would not be afraid of the Holy See's next move.

Saleen did not want to sacrifice Conan, he knew what the Holy See were doing. There were not many barbarians left in the north and he could keep Conan by his side. He could make use of the hatred between the barbarians and the Holy See to his advantage.

”You want to know what we have been capturing the barbarians for, don't you?” The black deacon's face seemed incredibly savage in the red light.

”I don't want to know,” Saleen replied coldly.

The black deacon could not care less either as he continued saying, ”They do indeed have superior bodies. The tribunal wants to create blood knights and they would be the best ingredients for it. Once we have gathered over ten thousand blood knights, the light of God will be spread to every corner of the mainland.”

”Blood knights?!” Saleen's eye started twitching. They had appeared over a thousand years ago. Back then, the mainland was in chaos and black mages were everywhere. All the empires were finding a solution to deal with them.