Medical Sage

At that moment, Wenn Tianxiong, his body emanating a terrifying surge of True Qi, also stepped forward. His gaze fell mockingly upon the extremely pale face of Holy Magister Melsdom. With unrestrained and sinister words, he burst into laughter and said in a chilly voice, ”Remember last time? I warned you to never show your face before me, Wenn Tianxiong, again. Otherwise, I’d take your worthless life! It seems you didn’t take my words to heart… You’ve got some nerve…”

As he spoke, with fierce expressions, he and his brother, Wenn Yongshou, smiled coldly. They began to close in on Melsdom from both sides, their faces filled with clear killing intent.

BOOM!

”Wenn Tianxiong! Wenn Yongshou! Are you two showing such little regard for the Brad Family and for me, Schumacher? I invited you here to help, not for you to take advantage of the Brad Family and attack Holy Magister Melsdom!”

Just then, a terrifying aura surged forth. Prince Schumacher, his expression dark, stepped forward to block the two brothers, his voice stern. The two top-grade Mid-Grade Holy Artifacts on his withered wrists were already emanating a frightening power. The sheer pressure forced Wenn Tianxiong and Wenn Yongshou to retreat half a step, their expressions changing slightly.

Wenn Tianxiong’s earlier apprehension had not been unreasonable. In control of two top-grade Mid-Grade Holy Artifacts, the power Prince Schumacher wielded was indeed terrifying.

Seeing this, the expressions of both Wenn Tianxiong and Wenn Yongshou turned ugly. A moment later, Wenn Tianxiong’s True Qi swelled once more to a terrifying degree. He narrowed his eyes, shooting a glare as sharp as a blade toward Prince Schumacher. ”Prince Schumacher,” he said coldly, ”this matter has nothing to do with you…”

”Holy Magister Melsdom was personally invited by me. How can you say it has nothing to do with me?” Prince Schumacher cut him off, his voice frigid. If he stood by and did nothing while the Wenn brothers made their move, word would get out and the Brad Family’s reputation would be utterly ruined. How could he possibly allow that to happen?

”Hmph!” Hearing Schumacher’s words, Wenn Tianxiong’s expression turned icy. His gaze swept over everyone present as he spoke ruthlessly, ”Anyone who doesn’t want to get dragged into this mess or bring trouble upon themselves had better get back! Otherwise, don’t blame us brothers for treating you as enemies and taking care of you all at once!”

Hearing this, everyone’s expression changed dramatically. Nevertheless, they grimaced and retreated a fair distance, making their stances clear. They had no choice. Although Wenn Tianxiong’s words were unpleasant and infuriated them, his terrifying strength was on full display. Who would dare to provoke him? In their circle, might was right.

Instantly, the people in the palace hall split into two groups. Aside from Wenn Tianxiong, Melsdom, and the others in the confrontation, everyone else obediently retreated to the farthest corner of the hall. This turn of events caused the expressions of both Melsdom and Prince Schumacher to change drastically.

”Wenn Tianxiong, Wenn Yongshou, do you two really think you have me cornered?” Although trapped in a perilous situation, Melsdom had grown strangely calm. His cold, calculating eyes stared at them as he spoke coolly. An astonishing fluctuation of power stirred within his stooped frame, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

”What else? Do you think you can escape today?” Wenn Yongshou sneered, looking at Melsdom as if he were a lamb to the slaughter. Although Melsdom possessed strength approaching that of a Peak Holy Magister, he shouldn’t forget that Wenn Yongshou himself had also broken through. He had reached the Qi Refining Sixth Layer, and in terms of strength, he was likely a sliver stronger than his own elder brother, Wenn Tianxiong!

Under these circumstances, he didn’t even consider the possibility that Melsdom could escape. It was absolutely impossible!

Melsdom’s expression grew even more unsightly, and a flicker of panic entered his eyes. Just then, Prince Schumacher, who stood between him and the Wenn brothers, spoke again. His expression and voice were both glacial. ”Why waste so many words on them? I refuse to believe our combined strength isn’t enough to handle them. Melsdom, rest assured. This is a matter of principle, and the Brad Family will absolutely stand with you!”

As his voice fell, his menacing fingers twitched, followed by the sharp crackle of shifting bones. Then, the two Holy Artifacts began to emit an eerie shriek, a noise so unbearable it was impossible to ignore. The faces of the onlookers paled as they clamped their hands over their ears in discomfort.

”A matter of principle? Fine. Since you’re so eager to die, don’t blame us brothers for disregarding our past ties! Hmph!” Wenn Yongshou’s sneering face suddenly darkened. With a cold snort, a Black Ruler emanating a frightening aura appeared in his hand. He lunged, smashing it directly toward Prince Schumacher and stirring up a shocking wave of energy!

”You, Wenn Yongshou, dare to speak to me like that? You’re seeking death!” Now that all pretenses were dropped, there was clearly no need for Prince Schumacher to hold back. Grinning ruthlessly, a terrifying blood-red aura burst forth from his body.

At the same time, Blood Emperor Solam’s Judgement and Trial—two top-grade Mid-Grade Holy Artifacts—shot out from the bracelet. Lightning-fast beams of blood-red light fused together in his hand, forming a knight’s lance. The weapon was shrouded in a terrifying blood-red light, with tendrils that crackled like thunder serpents. Even more frightening, the tip of the blood lance emanated a terrifying power, one that felt capable of piercing through anything!

The scene caused the pupils of the distant spectators to contract involuntarily, and beads of sweat instantly broke out on their foreheads.

”Ah! Schumacher, you… Hmph!”

But what nobody could have anticipated happened next. While everyone was still reeling from the power of his Holy Artifacts, Prince Schumacher abruptly turned his head. The blood lance in his hand was like a Demon Dragon soaring from the abyss. It unleashed terrifying energy and ripples that seemed to vaporize the air as it shot toward the nearby Holy Magister Melsdom, faster than lightning.

A muffled THUD resounded.

Before Melsdom’s extremely ugly and incredulous eyes, the tip of the blood lance ruthlessly pierced the Flame Dragon Shield he had summoned! This was a defensive spell he had prepared in advance, and it was SS-Level! Even so, it was useless. The Flame Dragon Shield’s protective power was instantly annihilated by the terrifying force of the Holy Artifact, and the residual energy slammed heavily into his chest.

He was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground. A large section of his chest was eerily caved in. His face flushed red before he spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

This sudden, bizarre twist of events made everyone’s pupils contract violently as they came to their senses, their faces paling with panic.

What in the world was going on? Why did Prince Schumacher suddenly launch a sneak attack on Holy Magister Melsdom? Wait, wait a minute… Could it be that he was in league with the Wenn brothers!?