1355 Birth of the Thunder God Part 3 (1/2)
Lex saw no point in getting angry. Jola might have looked laidback and carefree when he wasn't working, but when the situation called for it, he was as adamant as anyone could be. The sword he wore that day was Face instead of Tears. That alone seemed to be telling Lex of his resolve.
Jola still remembered why Saleen presented him with Face: Jola lacked a steely side to his personality, which caused the inadequacies seen in his swordplay.
The sword was named Face, and Jola was always able to recall Saleen's expression when he was presented with the sword. That was a gentle expectation from his liege, Saleen.
Despite being younger, he was always there to lead the way for others. Saleen did not initially possess such an ability, but he had it right now.
Ojarvis smiled at Jola, whose expression did not change at all, seemingly oblivious to the goodwill that Ojarvis was showing him.
Ojarvis was totally indifferent. He then told Jola, ”Even if you didn't kill me, I wouldn't live more than a month anyway.”
Jola then spoke again, saying to Ojarvis, ”Everyone dies, and it indeed makes no difference if one dies sooner or later. But even if you were to die even a day earlier, it would have still saddened the viscount. She is a level-10 mage trainer, and no one knows how long she could actually live.”
Jola didn't filter his words; he just spoke his mind. If Lex were to not save Saleen and something happened to him, Jola would have made a point of making Lex unhappy in the days to come.
He did not have the ability to just kill Lex, because she possessed the God's Ring. Killing her would have been far too difficult.
”You're from Cloudflow?” Ojarvis then looked at Jola curiously. Finding someone like that among the Cloudflow people was odd.
”Heh, so what if I'm Cloudflow? I thought Qin valued their bonds. If Sika were here and knew Saleen was in danger, she would throw everything aside and take us to help our liege out without considering anything else,” Jola jabbed sarcastically.
Lex was done holding back. She walked out of Ojarvis's room without saying another word.
Although Ojarvis had placed all his hopes of resurrection on Saleen, her brother's life bead was nonetheless with her instead, making her unable to trust her brother's words completely.
Furthermore, Jola's words provoked her a lot. Even though she was married to Saleen, he still spent more time with Sika.
While there were indeed other reasons for this, the truth is that had she not been so preoccupied with political affairs and devoted all her time to managing Daliang City's expansion to her territory, Sika would not have had the chance to do so in the first place.
If she had put everything aside, Saleen definitely would not have ignored her. Great. Now even Jola thinks that Sika's more like Saleen's wife.
Ojarvis then called before she walked outside, ”Lex, hold on. Look.”
The images shown in the magic projection shocked Jola a lot.
Dante, flying in midair, burst with golden light all of a sudden. Taking a closer look, you could see that it was flames shooting out of its body instead. The flames were golden, and there were tightly packed thunder beads coalescing within the flames.
Dante came to acquire information left behind from countless gods all of a sudden. The golden flames shooting out from its eyes even returned the two thunder beads to their original golden color.
Divine fire lit up in Dante during the slaughter. Furthermore, the rules it wielded were the rules of lightning and earth elements.
One belonged to Saleen while the other belonged to the inheritance from the giants.
Those rules were not actually all that powerful yet. Dante also did not have a divine persona, so it was, at most, a pseudo god. However, that formidable power frightened the Evil Oracle considerably.
Sh*t!
How could this have happened!? With the weapon spirit becoming a god, that mage would have died as a result!
The Evil Oracle didn't even have time to look at Saleen before Dante fired thousands of thunder beads within its divine fire at them.
It was practically bombarding the Evil Oracle. Those thunder beads were still small, with a diameter of a gold coin. But the thousands of thunder beads completely blocked any escape routes of the Evil Oracle. The Evil Oracle transformed into a puff of smoke intending to evade the beads.
Lightning attacks, however, were not physical attacks. Those thunder beads danced about in the smoke, causing the Evil Oracle to spit blood and revert to its original form.
The Evil Oracle was dumbfounded to find that most of its body had turned into a golden transparent crystalline state; only its heart, which was protected by rules, was left intact. The being was incapable of moving or saying anything, preventing chanting to continue.
While this was only the death of a clone, the experience struck fear into their hearts.
The Thunder God! The Thunder God!
They practically screamed that the Thunder God had appeared on Myers Mainland. That god possessed the one ability that was most lethal against the abomination species. What Lord Heretic God planned to do was probably not going to happen after all.
Intense fear, however, was seen on Dante's face. While succeeding with its attacks, Dante felt as if the power of the entire mainland had weighed on it instead, almost killing it right there and then. It purged all powers from its body and was barely able to keep its soul and form together.
Even so, the power of rules that manifested out of nowhere struck fear into Dante's mind.
If it had not been for the protection from the broken jade, its soul might not have been able to hang on.
Saleen was right indeed. It was difficult for it to die with that broken jade intact.
Rafel saw an opening and felt compelled to prevent the Evil Oracle from escaping. She pounced from the air, causing gray metallic gashes to appear on her supple hand. The gray hand pierced right through the Evil Oracle's chest, tearing out the gray-whitish hair.
Rafel did not hesitate. She opened her mouth and devoured the heart right away.