Chapter 306: Staking It All
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The battle was in full swing in the prayer hall!
Despite the Hellhound facing the attacks of fifty Zealot Warriors alone, at such a great numerical disadvantage, it was still a creature from Hell, and couldnât be compared to ordinary creatures.
Its fur was as hard as iron. The Zealot Warriorsâ heavy scythes were specifically designed to handle huge lifeforms, but even so, they could only leave a shallow wound on the Hellhound after going all out!
They looked like fearless ants attacking an evil dog!
But there wasnât much of an effect.
The Hellhoundâs huge claws swiped forward, crushing six Zealot Warriors into a mass of blood.
Its two heads were crazily pouncing left and right, biting the Zealot Warriors to death.
Those sharp teeth, from a human point of view, were like spears!
Even though the Priests cast Divine Spells at the Hellhound one after the other, helping the Zealot Warriors stabilize the fight, the Zealot Warriorsâ numbers were still quickly decreasing!
The fifty from the start turned into just 30 after a few minutes!
That fire was still burning in their eyes and their bodies were naked as they shouted, fearlessly pouncing on the Hellhound.
And the Shrine Paladins also rushed over to surround it.
Although the prayer hall was huge, it wasnât good for a mounted assault. With their horses, the Paladins were far from equal to the Zealot Warriors!
They werenât good enough to reach the Hellhoundâs knees!
Capella glanced at the bitter scene in front of her, frightened and uncertain.
Her attention was still focused on Marvin.
Even if Marvin couldnât completely escape her senses now, he was truly too fast!
He wandered through the whole battlefield, and then suddenly dashed toward the center!
âZealots! Kill that heathen!â
Capella instantly locked onto Marvinâs body and cast a spell over!
But in response, Marvinâs figure soared!
His jumping ability was utterly shocking. He soared onto the Hellhoundâs middle head in an instant!
The move left them all speechless. Was that guy human?
The Hellhoundâs middle head let out a low roar!
It was apparently very dissatisfied with being stepped on.
But Marvin crouched unhurriedly.
âPuppy⊠I know you might not understand me⊠But I need your helpâŠâ
He gently petted the fur on the Hellhoundâs head.
He could smell the smoke irritating his nose.
A dazzling light flickered on Ancestorâs Mystery.
The Hellhound apparently understood something.
It ignored the Zealot Warriors and abruptly turned before charging toward Capellaâs group of Priests!
Marvin was overjoyed with this sudden change, which completely threw off the Shrineâs rhythm!
âThis guy is actually able to control the Devil!â
âHeâs definitely one of the Devils!â
Capella ordered everyone to scatter!
The Priestsâ bodies werenât like those of the Zealots. They would be like paper in front of the Hellhound. One swipe would be enough to kill them all!
The Zealots chased, unwilling to let go!
Marvin suddenly turned and brought out two daggers!
Double [Blazing Fury] spells!
The two spells appeared out of nowhere and blocked their path.
This was extremely high temperature Fire Magic. Even if the Zealots had extremely harsh training and had a high resistance to fire, they still couldnât ignore it.
Even though they rushed across the sea of flames, they were still hindered.
Marvin then took care of the few Zealots still holding onto the Hellhoundâs back legs, and the Hellhound was now completely free.
He began wreaking havoc in the group of Priests!
Marvin gently petted the central head again.
He could feel that this small deformed head was the one taking the decisions.
With the help of Ancestorâs Mystery, he established a wonderful relationship with the Hellhound.
Starting as strangers, they now became faint allies.
âThat womanâŠâ Marvin softly directed.
He kept petting the Hellhoundâs head while pointing at Capella.
The Hellhound seemed to have understood and the three heads focused on Capella!
The latter felt her blood run cold.
This was a gaze from Hell!
In the Imperial Palace, the Royal Iron Guard was still standing watch expressionlessly.
The nobles were worried and impatient, but they didnât dare to say a word.
They looked at that cloud, clearly seeing that it was a magic tool.
This was definitely a premeditated plan!
The Nottingheim Royal Family was truly staking it all.
Their goal was simple. It was to crush the awe-inspiring Shrine under their foot in front of everyone!
Everyone had this question in mind.
Even if they could do it, behind the Shrine was still the great God!
Could they want to murder God?
The old Finance Minister fell limply to the ground. His previous image had already disappeared.
But no one knew what this Princess was thinking about.
On Kingâs Road, a shadow was rushing over like the wind!
There were still some iron chains on his body as he rode over on a horse, but he had a sword in his hand and a powerful presence!
âBrother!â Nana let out, pleasantly surprised.
They all looked at the outstanding Prince Aragon with complicated gazes.
This man was originally the one shouldering the future of the Nottingheim Royal Family. But now, his actions seemed to be leading the Nottingheim Royal Family to their downfall!
The Military Minister rushed over and pointed at his nose. âDo you really want to lead the entire Kingdom to its downfall because of a personal whim?!â
âLook at the sky, what is that?â
âThatâs a monster from Hell! You released a monster from hell to suppress the Shrine, do you really think you can succeedâŠâ
His words stopped there as a ray of light flashed!
The Prince dismounted and his sword flashed aggressively, beheading the Military Minister!
Was this the Prince who was known for being benevolent?
âDonât let your descendant suffer from slavery because of your own weakness.â
âDonât let the so-called God step on our head because of our own cowardice.â
âThe Nottingheim arenât puppets controlled by God, we have our own dignity.â
With a flame flashing in his eyes, Aragon stepped over the Military Ministerâs corpse as he declared, âEven if we have to work with the Devils, Iâll shatter the Shrineâs shackles in this realm!â
The nobles and officials were silent.
But at that time, a figure leading a hundred Paladins arrived.
A Great Elder of the Shrine!
âAragon! You colluded with an evil follower and released a creature from Hell.â
âQuickly kneel down and accept Father Godâs punishment!â
The Great Elderâs hair and beard were pure white, and the halo of a Divine Spell was undulating.
The hundred Paladins behind him were holding spears and were angrily aiming at Aragon inside the Royal Iron Guard!
A battle would break out at any moment.
Aragon raised his sword brazenly, intending to welcome them.
But he was stopped by Nana at that time.
âBrother, you cannot be stuck here with him.â Nana conscientiously said, âYou need to go north.â
Aragon hesitated. âBut hereâŠ
âLet me handle it.â An old voice suddenly echoed.
A gray-gowned scholar wearing simple glasses slowly walked out form the Imperial Palaceâs court.
Aragon looked at this scholar with shock, and the nobles were also startled.
Orland was the Nottingheimâs heirsâ tutor, a renowned scholar worldwide.
Everyone knew of him and respected him.
But how could a scholar without any strength fight against the Great Elder blessed by God?
As if in reply to these doubts, Orland took a big step forward and tore apart his gray gown!
In an instant, a frightening energy filled the whole court.
Orland was wearing a blue gown underneath. He smiled at the Shrineâs Great Elder and the hundred Paladins. âI didnât expect to still have the chance to put my skills to good use after hiding for so many years.â
Nana lowered her head. âTeacher, take care.â
Orland laughed heartily. âOnly a puppet, there is no need to worry.â
He then spread his arms and unbridled magic power surged out!
4th-Circle spell, Spatial Rend!
Prayer hall. The Hellhoundâs gaze made Capella fear for her life for the first time!
âStop him!â she sharply shouted.
Her scepter was pointed at the Hellhound, and Divine Spells were thrown out one after the other!
In fact, the High Priestessâ Divine Spells were very frightening. At this proximity, even the Hellhound with his high resistances was nailed on the spot and couldnât break out.
Marvin already took the chance to slip away.
If he was hit by the High Priestessâ Divine Spell, he would definitely die!
The Hellhound wailed from the Divine Spells raining down on him.
The Zealots once again pounced over.
The Shrine seemed to have taken the upper hand.
But the Hellhoundâs central head suddenly roared out, âWaaan!â
This sound seemed a bit amusing in this desperate battlefield.
But it changed the battle situation!
The other two heads seemed to have heard his command and simultaneously opened their maws.
Acid shot out fiercely, surging with the power of a waterfall!
The splashes of acid on the Zealotsâ bodies created frightening bloody holes.
Most importantly, although that crazy acid spray used a lot of the Hellhoundâs stamina, Capellaâs Clerics also suffered from it.
âShit, my Divine Armor!â
This was her last thought.
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At that time, Marvin, who was hiding behind a pillar, boldly attacked.
Under the gazes of the people from Royal City, the High Priestess was beheaded by Marvin!