Chapter 960 (1/2)

The light beams vanished and the atmosphere in the sacred palace was incredibly subtle. Siena and Nalea exchanged glances while Lilian sat on the ground, gasping for air. That mysterious ritual absorbed a lot of dragon soul powers where not even a powerful figure like Ion could handle it, not to mention Lilian.

“What happened?”

Ion shot a meaningful look at Rhode before turning to Siena and Nalea. Nalea’s expression remained unchanged and on the contrary, Siena seemed rather awkward. She closed her eyes to have a sense of what happened before opening her eyes.

“My sincere apologies, Your Majesty Ion. Big Sister and I don’t know why this happened. But after our analysis, we understand that the Order barrier connecting to the dragon soul protections have become stronger and more stable. I think…” Siena looked at Rhode. “… Perhaps this was because all five of us are present and this might have activated a certain spell within the magic ritual. After all, the heir of the Void Dragon hasn’t shown up for a long time in this continent.”

“…”

Ion didn’t respond. He let out a cold snort and remained silent as though pondering over something. Rhode shrugged and went up to Lilian, extending his hand.

“Are you okay, Lilian?”

“… Yes…”

Lilian lifted her head and revealed a joyous grin, holding onto his hand.

“Thank you, Big Brother Rhode.”

“You’re welcome.”

Rhode was astonished. He remembered clearly that this wasn’t the way Lilian addressed him in the past. Why did she suddenly call him ‘big brother’? Despite that, Rhode pulled her up gently and patted her head. Lilian narrowed her eyes like a comfortable kitten, which made him chuckled inwardly. At this moment, he heard Siena’s voice.

“Your Majesty Rhode, you’ve had a hard day at this ceremony.”

“It’s fine.”

Rhode waved his hand airily.

“But frankly speaking, I’m rather surprised that the ceremony ends so quickly… I thought it would take much longer.”

What he said was sincerely from the bottom of his heart. In fact, he thought that this so-called Order Ceremony would be as grand and prosperous as the Midsummer Festival and Dragon Soul Ceremony, where there would be speeches from representatives and leaders, formal meetings, casual conversations, and whatnots… He didn’t expect the ceremony to be so simple. But…

It shouldn’t be as simple as it seems.

Confirming one another’s strength through dragon soul powers and coming up with the corresponding response—from a certain aspect, this ceremony wasn’t as simple as just maintaining the balance of Order. But Rhode wasn’t too sure of what effect his system had taken during the ceremony. When Siena and Nalea began their checks, he activated the system interface and surprisingly realized that there weren’t any changes. It was apparent that the system had indeed connected to some sort of a network and yet, there weren’t any related ‘network’ options. So where exactly did that connected network go to?

“Alright then…”

Boom!

Suddenly, Rhode heard a deep, rumbling explosion. Although they were in a secret room and the explosion wasn’t too loud, it didn’t seem like a good sign at all. Almost at the same time, Nalea shrieked and covered her mouth with both hands.

“Oh no, it seems like they’ve gotten into a fight…”

“…”

For some unknown reason, Rhode suddenly had a bad feeling.

A dazzling, holy white radiance cut through the sky and engulfed the entire mountain. Then, a petite figure exploded forward in the blustering gale, crashing onto the blood-red barrier.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, along with ear-deafening explosions, the incomparably weak blood-red barrier cracked and shattered into bits. Mini Bubble Gum dashed out with her right fist aiming for Ashvril. The Blood Countess looked on sternly, raising the black handheld fan and swinging it before her, where a dense aura of death burst at its target. But Mini Bubble Gum displayed a proud smile. She stretched out her left hand and suddenly, a golden spiritual ritual shrouded her and kept the death aura at bay. She tightened and hurled her right fist forward, landing on the black handheld fan in a powerful punch.

“———!”

The instant Mini Bubble Gum’s fist crashed into Ashvril’s handheld fan, she heard bone-chilling screams from the handheld fan and countless blue, eerie spirits flew and vanished in the holy, golden radiance. Ashvril turned ashen immediately.

“You…”

“Heh heh. How’s that, bitch? You scared now?”

Mini Bubble Gum landed on her feet nimbly with a wide smile plastered across her face. Marlene stood behind her and rubbed her forehead helplessly. On the other hand, Alice didn’t say a word as she continued to hug the book in her arms. Gillian sat on the stone chair leisurely, enjoying the bustling show. As for Canary, she sat beside the fox-eared young lady and didn’t seem to have any intention of stopping the fight.

“Why? Weren’t you in estrus and having a good time? Come get some, you swine. Instead of using those outdated abilities, you might as well strip naked and run laps around here. Don’t act all innocent if you wanna be gang-raped. Look into the mirror and see how black you are. How dare you have the audacity to pretend as an innocent woman? Are you really that shameless, old woman?”

“You…”

Ashvril sulked. As the Blood Countess, such an extent of insult wasn’t enough for her to take offense. But with the damage that Mini Bubble Gum dealt, the situation was completely different. Her handheld fan had broken to the attack, but it wasn’t all. It was her favorite weapon, the ‘Wraith Prison’. All enemy spirits she had killed were captured in the handheld fan, and not only could she imprison their spirits, but she could also use their strength and unique abilities. Whenever she was bored, she would also listen to their mournful groans. This handheld fan was considered her proudest weapon.