Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon
Chapter 415 - 413: The New Divine of the North_2

Chapter 415: Chapter 413: The New Divine of the North_2

As he spoke, he pointed at Hollis, "Now I bestow upon you power; vindicate me."

Mekefa suddenly felt Sir Hollis’s aura expanding several times over... no, more like tenfold! Such a surging oppressive force was clearly the might only a Grandmaster Level Warrior could wield!

He looked at the other in astonishment—those around the knight could not perceive the flow of energy as intricately as he could, yet they instinctively stepped back, clearing an empty space around him. This indicated that his perception was not mistaken, Sir Hollis had now become a formidable opponent capable of contending with a Royal Guard!

But how was this possible? He had been a mere knight before, not even touching the threshold for entry into the Royal Guards!

How could this be?

A single word from the God of Redemption, and the gap of innate talent and decades of hard training was erased?

"What do you mean by ’vindicate’?" Count Franken’s eyes widened as he watched the other draw his sword, turning expressionlessly towards himself, "What are you going to do?"

"First you doubted Lord Rosha, then you maligned the divinities of Winter Country, which is an extremely grave offense. According to the laws of Zhaixing City, even if you are an Earl, you must accept the punishment of being stripped of your noble title," Sir Hollis stated definitively.

"Are you mad? I am the Furnace Lord, one of the overall commanders of the Alliance Army!" Count Franken scanned toward Duchess Rosha, only to find the Duke indifferent, "Madness, you’re all mad! Yukel, escort me out!"

Executive Priest Yukel removed the ring from his hand, aiming it at the aggressive Hollis, "My lord, let us depart."

"Without the Duke’s permission, no one leaves the Ice and Snow Hall!" The moment he spoke, Hollis made his move, dragging his middle-aged body and pouncing like a nimble cat towards Priest Yukel and Count Franken. The Priest’s hands immediately emitted scorching flames, creating a wall of fire in the center of the hall! The splattering sparks not only ignited the floor but also set the clothes of several people alight, with screams and curses erupting simultaneously, turning the room into utter chaos!

"Mekefa!" Moses called out to him, hand on his sword hilt, shouting loudly.

Mekefa, despite feeling surprised, still subtly shook his head on the surface, signaling his colleague not to intervene.

The Kingdom Army should not get involved in this dispute; the moment Hollis drew his sword, all was beyond redemption. What could they do? Stop the two parties from slaughtering each other? Should they let Count Franken Hearthfire go, the situation would likely get even worse.

Besides, he didn’t have the slightest bit of appreciation for the fleeing Earl.

"Lock the doors!" Duke Rosha ordered sternly, "Don’t let anyone from outside come in!"

By then, the Duke’s intention was crystal clear: whatever happened in the inner sanctum must not, under any circumstances, leak out.

The flames in the center of the inner sanctum were still burning, but the shouting had subsided, and the initially frightened attendees had also come to their senses, retreating to the walls, waiting for the conflict to end. Despite their fear, they also wanted to know whether this newly born divinity truly possessed the ability to protect Winter Country.

Ding—

A bloodstained ring fell to the ground, rolling until it came to a halt at the feet of the Blooming Excalibur.

Mekefa bent down to pick it up, recognizing the ring—it was the Core of Furnace Ring, a ring carried by the Executive Priests of the Furnace Cult, a kind of mass-producible marvel.

Hiss—

A collective gasp suddenly filled the surroundings.

Mekefa looked up to see a figure slowly walking out of the flames, holding a bloody head in hand.

Sir Hollis had won. Although he was covered in numerous wounds and much of his hair had been burned off, he was still alive. The head in hand belonged to Franken Hearthfire. Until the moment of his death, a look of disbelief was still etched on Franken’s face.

As for the situation of Executive Priest Yukel, one could guess without looking.

The esteemed Earl had thus died in a simple conflict, leaving the Alliance Army’s balance of three reduced to only two. In the era when the Laurel Family held power, such a hasty killing of a noble would have certainly brought severe consequences, but now all those rules had crumbled along with the fall of royal authority.

"I did not want to kill him, but he refused to admit his guilt, and he took actions that threatened Lady Luoxia, so I had no choice but to administer punishment." The knight placed the head beside his foot, then knelt on one knee before the Duke, "I have murdered a great noble, please deal with me as you see fit."

When Luoxia saw the head, her face also showed a trace of shock.

However, she quickly returned to normal, "Francken not only threatened me. His reckless actions could have destroyed our alliance, our city, even our people at any moment. So, you need not ask for forgiveness, rise."

"So, do you now believe in the great power of the divinities?" Alparan spread his hands and said.

This is definitely not a divinity...

A thought surfaced in Mekefa’s mind; divinities descended to protect humanity, they may destroy some people, but should not treat the eradication of living beings as a trivial matter.

What exactly had Duke Rosha summoned?

But... it didn’t matter what it was.

"May I also try this power?" Mekefa asked proactively.

"Of course, because I also sense a breath of despair from you..." The other laughed, extending a finger towards him, "and I can bring you true redemption."

Despair? Himself?

No sooner had the divinity finished speaking than Mekefa felt an intense heat in his body, as if endless power surged from his heart, flowing through his bloodstream! This was not an illusion, but a tangible transformation... his perception became sharper, and he could now clearly see people’s breathing, the direction of flames flickering, as well as the astonished gazes of everyone looking at him.

The bottleneck that had not budged for so long vanished in that instant.

He even felt that if he drew his sword now, he could slice everyone in the inner hall into pieces in a flash!

Indeed, he was desperate!

Ever since arriving in Zhaixing City, the pride of the Blooming Excalibur had been continuously broken. Kokomoqi’s earth-shattering meteor, Engfelt’s sword splitting the land, the Paradise Master transforming ruins into a new city, the gap between divinities and humans was so vast, how could he not be shaken? If these divine beings had remained behind the scenes as in history, he might not have noticed this gap, but now they had all come out, intensifying his sense of defeat.

Mekefa had never believed in divinities in the past.

But now... this idea was shaken. If merely praying could bring him to heights unimaginable before, why then remain silent?

Mekefa, suppressing the urge to unleash this immense power, placed a hand over his chest and paid respect to the New Divine of the Winter Country.

"You have proven your abilities... From this day onwards, the Kingdom Army will serve you."

"You have made the right choice." Luoxia also smiled, stepping forward two paces, grasping the hand of the Royal Guard and raising it above their heads, "From now on, the Kingdom Army and the Mountain Realm shall be as one! Led by the guidance of our divine Lord, together we shall reclaim this land, and restore the glory of Winter Country!"

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The end of Volume Two