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Chapter 1045 - Chapter 1045 Chapter 322 Mechanical Titan (Requesting Monthly

Chapter 1045: Chapter 322: Mechanical Titan (Requesting Monthly Votes) Chapter 1045: Chapter 322: Mechanical Titan (Requesting Monthly Votes) Leonard Churchill looked at the towering corpse on the broken throne with a great sword thrust into its chest and felt a very strange sensation in his heart.

‘Mad King’ Auduin seemed like a majestic lion’s specimen put on display in a museum, still grand and majestic, but no longer alive.

It was as if one was witnessing the definitive moment of a glorious downfall, the sensation of death and finality lingering in the heart, unable to dissipate for a long time.

His heart was filled with emotions as he stood there.

Without the pioneers who had first broken into the tomb, none of the people there now would have been worthy to set foot in the final resting place of the last emperor of the Taron Dynasty.

Merely the ‘Thousand-handed Shura’ Samir, one of the four knights downstairs, could have stopped countless intruders.

But just as this thought crossed his mind, Leonard suddenly came up with another question, “Since the Mad King’s body was dealt with, what about those people from before? They didn’t make it out, so where are their corpses?”

His thoughts sped through his mind, as he had a feeling that the tomb was not as simple as it seemed.

Leonard’s gaze lingered only briefly on the great sword before he retracted it.

He had little interest in kingship, and even less allure for the legendary Regicide Sword.

Moreover, while the ‘Olympus Holy Sword’ was indeed a treasure, it wasn’t for just anyone to take.

Just like the ‘Xismark Holy Grail’, it certainly required someone with royal destiny to be able to pick it up, otherwise it might trigger some fatal consequences.

Leonard had no intention of being the one to test this.

And now, to take it would mean inviting a target on himself.

Besides, he had yet to see Elder Clinton from the White Family show his face.

The urgent matter was to figure out how to rescue Colin.

…

Colin was one of the few remaining War Slaves still alive.

Though his status among the survivors from the Southern Continent wasn’t the higest, he was somehow more composed than those higher-tier fighters in combat.

His mastery of Time Sword Intention was both elegant and sharp, a life-saving tool indeed.

At that moment, Colin was battling fiercely against several broken puppets.

A layer of rainbow-like spatial ripples surrounded his body, the visual anomaly of localized time distortion.

Colin’s comprehension of the Time Law wasn’t particularly strong, but it was precisely this subtle time distortion that allowed him to dodge fatal crises time and again in fierce combat.

Attacks that seemed virtually “certain death” would suddenly slow down the moment they touched the ripples around his body; meanwhile, his own movements seemed accelerated, allowing him to swiftly dodge.

To an observer, such scenes appeared to be fast-forwarded, making it very difficult to catch the trajectory or predict his moves.

Even seeing this, Leonard felt this ability was quite tricky.

Setting aside Colin’s superb sword skills, just this time ability alone was enough to kill someone unexpectedly.

“Elder Clinton really did train a very strong disciple…”

Leonard murmured to himself.

People in the Southern Continent thought they had just encountered a swordsman with exceptional talent, unaware that Colin’s understanding of the Time Law originated from that sleazy old man they had captured together.

If the Fourth Tier was already so troublesome, one could imagine how formidable he would be in the future.

Time deserved to be one of the Supreme Cosmic Laws.

However, saving Colin, now right at the frontlines of battle, without tripping the Slave Collar around his neck would not be easy.

Leonard wasn’t in a hurry.

Becaues he knew that the people from the Southern Continent would give him this opportunity.

Leonard crouched at the lower levels of the palace, maneuvering his shadow to search through the inner depths, trying to find the source of that “doubt” in his heart.

The best outcome would be for those people from the Southern Continent to fight a gruesome battle with the dismembered corpse and both sides suffer.

But clearly, that was impossible.

Leonard did not think those people from the southern route would dare to target the King’s Mausoleum of Augustus with just the abilities they had shown.

As he had expected.

Just as Leonard sent his shadow to the upper levels of the palace, several of the Southern Continent’s group engaged in fierce combat sensed something unusual.

At that moment, Old Karen, who was controlling the Undead Spirits, was the first to sense something and spoke in a deep voice, “We have a worm sneaking in.”

No sooner had these words been uttered than a woman’s fierce voice said, “Deal with this place. I’ll handle that guy!”

As she spoke, her figure dissipated into a mass of dark element, vanishing on the spot.

Leonard was not at all surprised to be sought out by this group from the Southern Continent.

After all, they had been following the corridor the southerners had passed through from the maze, it would have been strange if those fellows hadn’t left some kind of mark.

What he found slightly unexpected, however, was that the newcomer was none other than Princess Betty of the Black Dragon Kingdom.

He had thought a guard would come, but he didn’t anticipate that the most prestigious member of the Trial Group would show up.

Although she and Salo were both from the Royal Family.

If one were to speak of status, Princess Betty’s claim to succession in the Black Dragon Kingdom was more advantageous than Prince Salo’s in the Red Dragon Kingdom.

Looking at the princess with the black lipstick, Leonard’s pupils narrowed slightly, his keen mind already deducing some intriguing outcomes, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, “Heh… this is getting more and more interesting.”

He had originally thought the stage was set for Prince Salo from the Royal Academy’s Trial Group to be the main character.

Unexpectedly, there was an ambitious person hidden by his side.

This woman must have sensed something, intentionally avoiding the battlefield.

But before Leonard could consider further, the woman raised her staff, and a “Black Dragon Flame Wave” rushed towards him.

Leonard’s Gang Air on the surface of his body was corroded, and he hastily withdrew dozens of meters.

Seeing this, Betty’s expression also turned sharp: “An Air Skill Master?”

As if surprised.

She had thought it was that fellow from the White Family, not expecting it to be someone else.

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