Chapter 83 - The Dark Church
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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL
n“Amazing, truly amazing. As expected of the number one magic genius in the history of the Alcott Empire.”
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nThe figure sighed regretfully and said, “Unfortunately, the last seed of darkness was also wasted.”
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n“It was you?”
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nJoelson narrowed his eyes slightly.
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nThey were very strong. They did not look like bandits at all. Instead, they looked like a team of trained killers.
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nThe figure in the black fog laughed weirdly.
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nHaving received his signal, a group of men in black with short swords in their hands pounced on Joelson.
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nEach of their swords emitted a faint layer of black light.
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nThey looked evil and strange.
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nTheir strength was all above tier 6.
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nJoelson’s expression was grave.
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nHis first reaction was to retreat quickly!
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nIt was as if eyes had grown out of Joelson’s back. He retreated quickly along the entrance of the hall.
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nThe men in black followed closely behind.
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nThe frightened servants all hid.
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nLeas went forward and hugged the two children who were crying loudly in fear. She quickly chased them out of the door.
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nA look of fear flashed across Beard’s face, but he still followed quietly.
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nHe was really curious about the extent of Joelson’s strength.
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nOld Morgan stared blankly at Mrs Rossetti, who he had killed with his own hands. His eyes lost their spirit, but he quickly became determined and stopped looking at her.
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nCompared to a vicious woman, it was clear that Joelson was much more important in his heart.
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nJust as the men in black rushed out of the gate of the Baron’s residence, their footsteps suddenly became difficult.
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nIt was a level-6 water spell, frost.
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nBefore they could break free, an ocean of flames poured down like a tsunami.
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nThe scorching flames were emitting high temperatures, and even their hair was emitting a burnt smell.
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nFinally, there were some fluctuations on their cold faces, which were filled with fear.
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nIt was a very scary thing to be ambushed by a powerful spell prepared by a level-6 mage.
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nWhen a knight could not get close to a mage, he could only become a jumping flea or a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
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nEven Don Quixote could only dodge Joelson’s level 6 spell, let alone them.
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nHow could he be so fast?!
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nBesides the speed of Joelson’s retreat, he also had the speed of his casting!
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n“Oh! My God of Magic!”
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nBeard shouted as if he was in a dream, “Instant cast? Level-six magic? I must be dreaming, right?!”
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nInstant cast magic, instant cast high-level magic.
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nThis was too terrifying.
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nSeeing that the group of people were about to be completely annihilated before they could even touch the corner of Joelson’s clothes.
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nA cold snort came from the air.
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nA strange black fog spread out, enveloping most of the black-clothed people like a gauze net.
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nFlames poured down, and the black fog quickly melted.
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nHowever, the black fog seemed to have some strange properties, and the intense burning flames were also eroded and melted.
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nWhen the black fog was completely burned up by the flames.
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nThe black-clothed people also barely broke free from the shackles under their feet, and quickly retreated.
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nJoelson’s gaze was fixed on the figure in the black fog, and he slowly uttered a sentence.
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n“Tier 8 knight.”
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nThe figure in the black fog did not respond to his words and took the lead to charge at him.
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nThe figures that appeared from time to time were like ghosts.
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nTier 8 knight!
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nJoelson held his tungsten wood staff tightly. This was the strongest opponent he had ever met.
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nMoreover, it was not a competition.
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nThis time, it was a battle of life and death.
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nThe water and fire elements gathered towards him at the same time, condensing into strange red and blue ice blades in the void in front of Joelson.
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nThe ice blades were still burning with flames.
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nBeard was so scared that he almost jumped up. He shouted, “Water… water and fire elements, dual-element magic?!”
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nThe flaming ice blades shot out rapidly.
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nThe figure in the black fog released rays of black light.
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nThey collided with the ice blades.
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nA violent explosion.
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nCombat aura was released.
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nTrue combat aura was released, the symbol of a high-level grand knight.
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n“It’s useless.”
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nThe figure sneered and said, “I know your methods very well. When your magic power is exhausted, I will personally bring you back and feed you the seed of darkness. Edward, the God of Darkness needs believers with excellent qualities like you.”
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nWith the protection of the high-ranked knights, the men in black finally approached Joelson.
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nJoelson used the ring of fire several times to force them to retreat.
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nHowever, among the dozen or so tier 6 knights, one or two of them could catch the gap between Joelson’s magic and seize the opportunity to rush to his side.
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nThe two men in black appeared behind Joelson almost at the same time. They raised their short knives that were emitting a cold light, and their eyes revealed a fierce look.
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n“Be careful!”
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nLeas could not help but cry out in worry.
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nJoelson’s expression was calm, and his body suddenly retreated.
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nHis shoulders happened to land on the chests of the two ambushers.
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nCrack!
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nThe crisp sound of ribs breaking could be heard.
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nThe two men’s faces were filled with astonishment.
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nThe next second.
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nA fierce expression appeared on Joelson’s face. The sharp end of the tungsten wood magic staff stabbed into the chest of the men in black.
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nIt pierced straight through!
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nHe pulled it out, and the blood that spurted out drew a horrifying line on Joelson’s face.
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nThen, he waved his hand.
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nBang!
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nThe power of a seventh-tier knight was completely unleashed.
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nWith the blessing of the dragon blood, his pure strength even surpassed that of an eighth-tier knight.
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nThe head of the man in black exploded like a watermelon.
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nRed blood mixed with white brain matter flew out.
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nTwo broken corpses fell weakly to the ground.
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nWithout any expression on his face, Joelson used his mage robe to gently wipe off the blood stains on his face.
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nFortunately, Dean Harriet did not lie to him.
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nThe tungsten wood magic staff was indeed very hard!
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nHis cold gaze swept across the entire scene, and everyone felt a sense of horror as if they were being targeted by a terrifying magical beast.
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nEveryone was stunned.
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nWhat was this?!
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nA mage who had used his staff to blow up the head of a tier-6 knight?!
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nThe people in Black were stunned. They could still see the shock and disbelief on the face of one of their dead companions.
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nThe figure in the black fog also stopped attacking.
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nBeard’s mouth was wide open. He blinked blankly and turned to old Morgan. “Are you sure that your son went to a mage academy and not a knight academy? !”
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nWhat a surprise!
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nThere was a brief silence on the field.
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nSuddenly, a burst of ecstatic laughter burst out.
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n“Hahaha! The blessing of the Dark God! Joelson Edward, I swear that you will become one of the most promising children of darkness in the Dark Church. Follow me and join the arms of the Dark God!”
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nThe Dark Church.
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nJoelson silently memorized the name, and his eyes became colder and colder.
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nThis time, all the black-clothed men became a little fearful.
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nThey did not dare to engage in close combat with a seventh-rank knight.
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n“Trash!”
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nThe figure in the black fog cursed, and a strange voice came out of his roar, as if he was chanting an ancient incantation.
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