At the same time, on the horizon of the snowfield, the first ray of sunlight finally pierced through the silence of the night.

The figure with black hair and green eyes stood with his back to the sun, the magnificent light seeming to shine because of him, gilding the tips of his hair with a layer of brilliance, flowing gold and overflowing silver, fluttering in the breeze.

The pure golden light gradually illuminated the earth behind him, as if to dispel all darkness, dyeing the gray sky a red-orange, and draping a brilliant coat over the cold snow region.

Lan Qi's gaze towards Agnelo was still so calm, as if he had never regarded a mere Saint of Annihilation as an opponent—

It was the gaze of a god overlooking insignificant humans, perhaps seeing him, or perhaps not seeing him at all.

All sixth-tier sealing magic appeared as illusory as bubbles under the power of this seventh-tier wind magic and the [Primal Tablet - Wind].

On the other side, the confidence and arrogance that once filled Agnelo's face were now replaced by horror and panic. His sea-deep eyes were wide open. His original calm, almost commanding aura had already collapsed the moment Lan Qi used the [Primal Tablet - Wind]'s power.

The chill coming from his spine made Agnelo twist his body, no longer caring, no longer managing, running backwards.

Before his body began to weaken and chill, his instinct chose to run.

This fear was not only an instinct in the face of an invincible enemy, but also because he knew too many secrets, almost crushing his insignificance!

Even if he was the Saint of Annihilation, it was not shameful to run when facing a High Priest-level figure!!

His frantically beating heart told him that, fortunately, the other party was the purest High Priest of the Goddess of Fate Church, and would not do something like bullying the weak! Otherwise, Loren would have personally wiped out the saints and saintesses under the command of the Destruction Bishop long ago.

And the deliberate killing of saints and saintesses by people of their status would only lead to the Cardinal Bishop starting a frantic and more unscrupulous hunt for low-ranking priests.

This was, to some extent, the balance and compromise that Loren had chosen!

But that didn't mean that if he lingered in front of Loren, he wouldn't be casually obliterated, after all, he had taken the initiative to fight his way to Loren.

Agnelo's hands, the hands that once drove the sealing technique, trembled uncontrollably at this moment. Without waiting, without stopping, he turned around at almost the fastest speed, each step seeming so heavy, wanting to trample all fear under his feet and escape this terrifying snowfield.

The surrounding snow was stirred up by him, leaving a unique trace on the snowfield, like a tail dropped by a loser running away.

His deep footprints were left in the snow, rising with the roar of the air currents, quickly turning into afterimages flying into the distance, the intensity of the storm enough to witness how much he yearned to get away from this place at this moment.

A long time passed.

"..."

Lan Qi, in the distance, watched the direction in which the Saint of Annihilation fled in panic until he completely disappeared, revealing a faint smile.

Even without his previous promise, the Saint of Annihilation would definitely choose to flee to the Snowfield Province.

The Snowfield Province was the closest place with a communication terminal that Agnelo could use to contact other places.

Although the communication terminal in the Snowfield Province was currently under lockdown by the Imperial Army, Annihilation Bishop Askesang must have given Annihilation Saint Agnelo the authority to unlock it, so that he could safely entrust him with the important task of intercepting the Tyrant God Church.

Unfortunately, Lan Qi also had the authority to ensure that Annihilation Saint Agnelo would never have the chance to touch the communication terminal.

"What awaits the bad student will be an endless destiny, and information that cannot be transmitted."

Lan Qi murmured to himself, looking at the southern snowfield.

No one knew what he wanted to do next, but his relaxed state after finishing his work probably meant that everything was over now.

Dozens of seconds passed after the Saint of Annihilation completely disappeared into the distant horizon.

Sid widened her eyes, looking at the young man beside her, the hand holding his sleeve still not letting go.

She knew that the magic that had saved her from the explosion in Bandera City earlier was this [Roar of the Storm Dragon], which should be the pink sacred self-selected reward that Lan Qi had obtained during the monthly assessment day at the Proto Royal Magic Academy.

At that time, she, who was seriously injured and almost unconscious, had not felt the power of the [Primal Tablet - Wind] at all.

As an orange epic-level [Primal Tablet], its blessing and divine glory to the corresponding attribute magic should not be removable!

There should only be one person in this world with the power of the [Primal Tablet - Wind].

That was Loren, the High Priest of the Goddess of Fate Church in the Southern Continent.

Sid's brain was in chaos, not knowing who the saint in front of her was.

Lan Qi raised his hand and smiled, signaling to Sid that he was not an enemy.

"..."

Sid was stunned by surprise for a long time. It wasn't until she met Lan Qi's emerald green eyes that the confusion in her purple eyes slowly calmed down.

"Speak slowly, and I will listen to your explanation. My trust in you remains the same."

She said in a serious expression and a steady voice.

There are thousands of ways to thank someone, but living up to their trust is the best.

"..."

Lan Qi was slightly stunned, and then revealed a sincere smile, as if thanking her for being willing to trust him so much.

However, before Lan Qi could continue to speak to Sid.

"Why, why does my [Roar of the Storm Dragon] have the [Primal Tablet - Wind] effect this time?!"

Boss Cat crawled out of the shadows, incredulously grabbing Lan Qi's clothes and asking him.

It looked at Lan Qi in confusion and panic for a long time.

Lan Qi smiled without saying a word, drawing the shape of a stone tablet in the air with his finger.

"...Meow meow?"

Boss Cat also remembered at this moment that Lan Qi had asked it to take off the [Imitation Tablet - Wind] last time in Bandera City.

After that, it had always worn it, and Lan Qi had also emphasized that it must wear the [Imitation Tablet - Wind] when using [Roar of the Storm Dragon] in the future.

Wasn't this just a skill skin?

So it could actually imitate all of Loren's [Primal Tablet - Wind] effects?!

And according to the common sense of the people of the Northern Continent, the one who possesses the [Primal Tablet - Wind] is Loren!

"That's right, Boss Cat, it's just like what you think."

Lan Qi nodded, he thought Boss Cat had probably figured it out on its own.

"...Woo meow."

Boss Cat suddenly became teary-eyed.

Thinking that it had actually helped Lan Qi impersonate the High Priest Loren, and that after today, the High Priest Loren would probably have more century-old scandals such as "coming to the Northern Continent and joining the Resurrection Church", it felt that it was unforgivable.

The happiest thing after coming to the Northern Continent was that Lan Qi gave it a seventh-tier pink sacred magic card. It turned out that the price had already been set the moment it took over the [Roar of the Storm Dragon].

In the future, when it returned to Houton's capital, Yekaterite, it would never dare to see that kind High Priest again!

Goddess, I am guilty meow!!!

"So you can even counterfeit [Primal Tablets]?"

Sid tentatively released Lan Qi's sleeve, crossed her arms, and listened to Lan Qi and the little black cat's conversation for a while, basically sorting out what had happened.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up in a playful smile.

Her own saint was truly a strange man. She had thought that this guy's magical engineering level was very good, and his artistic attainments were also superb. She didn't expect that he could really pirate an [Imitation Tablet].

The plus points on his body seemed to be a bit too numerous to count, but every single one of them was in line with her wishes.

(End of chapter)