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nBlood, corpses, and the smell of burnt flesh.

nBehind him was a sky full of stars. There was a strange and cruel beauty in the figure of Joelson wielding his sword.

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nJoelson slowly pulled his sword out of the chest of the last killer. The blade was pointed to the ground. Blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground.

nAntoine swallowed hard, his face pale.

nJoelson looked at him coldly and walked closer.

nAntoine had lost all his support, and fear climbed onto his face.

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n“Don’t come over!”

n“Joelson, we’re friends, aren’t we? I even gave you a gift. What about the twin sisters?!”

n“Joelson Edward!” Antoine suddenly shouted. His voice became extremely mournful due to fear.

n“I’m the Prince of the Alcott Empire. I’m the younger brother of Charles III. I’m a member of the Bauhinia family.”

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n“You can’t kill me!”

nBang!

nJoelson kicked Antoine to the ground and raised his long sword coldly.

nAntoine was completely in despair.

nAt this moment, a dazzling earthen yellow light lit up in the night sky and a figure flew over quickly.

nThe knights had also arrived. The sound of neat horse hooves could be heard and the purple thorny flower flag fluttered in the wind.

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n“Edward, Stop!”

nHarriet Terrence’s heavy voice echoed in the night sky.

nA ray of hope suddenly burst out from Antoine’s eyes.

nHe saw a chance to live again.

n“Hahaha! Joelson, I’ve said it long ago. You can’t kill me. The pillar of the Empire has come to save me! The royal knights have also come to save me. I’m Prince Antoine! Do you understand, Prince?!”

nKing Antoine laughed arrogantly and wantonly.

nJoelson turned back to look at Harriet Terrence.

nHe silently turned around and slashed down with his sword.

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nAntoine’s head rolled on the ground. His dark eyes were still filled with shock and astonishment.

nJoelson spat at his face on the ground and said in a low voice, “No one can save you. You deserve to die.”

nHarriet Terrence saw this scene from the air and sighed.

nHe stopped in the air and faced the royal knights. He said solemnly, “The conspirator, Antoine, is dead.”

nHearing Harriet Terrence’s words, a trace of astonishment appeared on Joelson’s face, but he soon returned to normal.

nHarriet Terrence landed in front of Joelson. He glanced at Antoine’s head, which was rolling on the ground, and then at Joelson. He sighed and said, “Joelson, you’re still too impatient. If you hand him over to the Empire for trial, he would have been hanged.”

nJoelson shook his head and said, “Teacher, I’m afraid that if I miss this opportunity, I won’t be able to kill him.”

nHarriet seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Cliff who was fighting with Du Lu not far away. The evil aura emitted by the dark aura could be clearly felt here.

n“Wait for me to solve this problem first,” Harriet said to Joelson lightly.

nThen, he floated up.

nHarriet Terrence gave off a powerful aura as if he had become a different person.

nThis was the first time that Joelson had seen Harriet Terrence make a move.

nFor a moment, Joelson almost thought that Harriet Terrence had become one with the Earth under his feet.

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nHarriet Terrence’s body transmitted the rhythm of the Earth, and all the earth elements in the heaven and earth gathered toward him.

nCliff obviously also sensed the movement here and panicked. He desperately tried to escape from du Lu’s entanglement, but he could not do it at all.

nHarriet Terrence took out a simple withered wooden staff and slightly raised it.

nHis body emitted an unimaginable majesty.

n“Grip of the Earth.”

nSaint-level spell, level-10 forbidden spell, the profound meaning of earth magic.

nGrip of the Earth.

nJoelson felt the ground beneath his feet begin to tremble as if an earthquake had occurred.

nA loud sound rang out from the desolate land, and the ground began to crack.

nCountless rocks and sand were pushed upwards by a strange force, condensing into a huge palm.

nThe huge palm aimed at Cliff’s figure, and clenched fiercely!

nBang!

nSand and rock flew in all directions.

nCliff jumped out of the smoke and dust in a sorry state. His clothes had long been tattered, and his face was frighteningly pale. There was even blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth.

nHis eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake as he looked at Harriet with hatred.

n“Harriet, the Alcott Empire will be destroyed because of you.”

nHarriet’s expression did not change. He raised his withered wood staff once again.

nCliff’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly took out a pitch-black scroll and tore it open.

nThe void in front of him also tore open. Cliff immediately jumped in and disappeared.

nHarriet Terrence was a little helpless. He sighed and said, “Spatial magic scroll. This guy is lucky.”

nAt this time, Joelson had not recovered from his shock.

nGrip of the Earth.

nHe felt that it was somewhat familiar.

nThis spell looked very much like a level-4 Earth spell — grip of the Earth.

nA palm condensed from Earth elements was summoned from the ground and grabbed onto the enemy’s foot, obstructing him.

nHowever, when cast by Harriet, it became a powerful forbidden spell.

nWas this the power of a saint-level mage?

nIt was too terrifying.

n“It’s a pity that he ran away.”

nJoelson stared at the place where Cliff had disappeared, a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

nDu Lu and Harriet Terrence had the ability to keep him here.

nHarriet Terrence shook his head slightly.

n“It’s very difficult to kill the opponent in a battle between saint-level masters. At most, I can only defeat or push him back. Even if Cliff didn’t bring a precious spatial magic scroll and wanted to leave, it would be very difficult for me to kill him. After all, the offensive power of Earth magic is not the strongest.”

nJoelson nodded.

nAt the sage level, the advantage of a mage was fully displayed.

nMastering the profound magic elements could save most of the casting time. Even the combat aura of a sage-level knight would not be able to break through the thick magic shield easily.

nUnder the circumstances where the difference in strength was not big, a sage-level mage could completely suppress a sage-level knight and fight.

nOf course, the terrifying physique of a saint-level knight was also very difficult to kill.

n“Summon your dragon companion back first. It scared a lot of people tonight.”

nIt was rare for Harriet Terrence to joke with Joelson.

nJoelson let out an awkward laugh.

nForcefully breaking into the residence of a prince in the capital and almost completely tearing it apart.

nWhat he did was indeed a little reckless and daring.

nIt was also fortunate that the number one person of the Alcott Empire, Harriet, had protected him. Otherwise, Joelson would definitely be wanted by the entire empire.

n“Teacher, has His Majesty already known that Antoine colluded with the Dark Church to plot a rebellion?”

nJoelson recalled what Harriet had said to the royal knights previously and could not help but ask.

n“He doesn’t know,” Harriet Terrence said faintly. “I haven’t had the time to tell Charles III yet. However, since he has already died at your hands, then he is the conspirator.”

nHarriet Terrence gave Joelson a meaningful look.

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