Meanwhile, Jared was still engaged in a fight with Godric.
Jemima stood at a distance, face as white as a sheet. She could sense that the entire Glass City might just crumble into dust if the fight continued.
Just then, an old yet authoritative voice sounded from afar. “That’s enough! Both of you, stop!”
A streak of purple-golden light tore through the sky, landing instantly In the center of the energy vortex.
It was an elderly man dressed in a robe adorned with dark purple dragon patterns. His expression was austere, and his eyes were deep.
An intimidating pressure emanated from him, so powerful that it seemed to be able to make everyone in the realm bow in submission.
That man was none other than Dincelius, the overlord of Bloodbane Palace.
Extending his arm, brought his right index and middle fingers together. With a light tap, the destructive energy vortex, powerful enough to destroy the realm, melted away like snow. At the same time, the Golden Dragon and the illusory shadow of Bloodbane God vanished into thin air simultaneously.
When Godric saw Dincelius, a hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Regardless, begrudgingly sheathed his sword and knelt on one knee.
“Greetings, Bloodbane Lord!” greeted.
Dincelius’ attention was on Jared instead of him.
Looking at Jared with an unfathomable gaze, said, “Mr. Chance, although my son, Eustace, deserved to die, Godric is a pillar of Bloodbane Palace. You seem to have taken things too far, injuring so severely…”
His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried an undeniable authority that seemed to freeze the very air around them.
Jared gave a light smile as wiped the blood off his sword.
“Bloodbane Lord, you jest, surely. He was the one who blocked my way to seek revenge for your son, and l was merely defending myself. If the roles were reversed and I had died under his sword today, would you still say the same thing?”
Dincelius furrowed his brows, continuously enveloping Jared with pressure. Yet, Jared stood still, quietly enduring the imposing pressure without a change in his expression.
A moment later, Dincelius retracted the pressure and smiled. “Mr. Chance, this is all our fault… Why don’t you let this slide for my sake? I’ll make sure to crack down on Godric when we return to Bloodbane Palace.”
Jared was a little taken aback. He hadn’t expected Dincelius to be so reasonable and easy to talk to. After all, had killed two of Dincelius’ sons. Yet, instead of getting angry, Dincelius apologized to him.
“No worries, Bloodbane Lord. I’m happy to let this slide as long as Bloodbane Palace doesn’t bother me again over today’s incident,” Jared responded. He didn’t want to be enemies with Bloodbane Palace either.
“Great. If you’re free, come pay me a visit at Bloodbane Palace,” Dincelius offered with a faint smile.
“Absolutely!” Jared promised.
Just as was about to leave with Jemima, Godric came forth to block their way.
“Bloodbane Lord, we can’t let leave. He killed Mr. Eustace, and we must avenge him,” Godric yelled angrily.
“Godric, step aside… This is a command.” Dincelius’ expression was one of great displeasure.
“I must avenge Mr. Eustace’s death today,” Godric insisted, refusing to obey Dincelius’ orders.
Scowling, Nymeria questioned Godric, “Godric, you’ve crossed the line. How could you disobey my father? You may be the Grand Elder, but my father is the overlord of Bloodbane Palace!”
Unbelievably, Godric was butting heads with Dincelius. “All I know is that Bloodbane Palace can no longer maintain Its standing on level two if we let go. How can you protect the remaining members of Bloodbane Palace when you can’t even protect your own son?”
“You…” Dincelius was livid.
Just as was about to speak, sounds of something tearing through the air came from afar.
From the horizon, dozens of streaks of light were seen soaring through the sky.
Leading the group was a man dressed in a white robe. He was handsome and held a jade fan in his hand.
That person was none other than Radmus, the leader of Heavenfall Pavilion.
Several elderly men followed right behind him, all carrying an equally intimidating aura. Clearly, they were all higher-ups of Heavenfall Pavilion.
“I hope you’ve been well, Bloodbane Lord…”
Leisurely fanning himself with the jade fan, Radmus landed next to Dincelius with a grin as swept a menacing gaze over Jared.
“I was passing by just now and noticed intense energy fluctuations here. I thought some experts were having a friendly spar…”
