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Chapter 1068 - Chapter 1068 Chapter 328 Could This Holy Sword Be Fake_2

Chapter 1068: Chapter 328: Could This Holy Sword Be Fake?_2 Chapter 1068: Chapter 328: Could This Holy Sword Be Fake?_2 Leonard Churchill: “Okay!”

As he spoke, Tracy Garcia slapped her hand, summoned the Heritage Scroll single-handedly as if she had a contingency plan, pulled open the scroll, and infused Curse Power into an array of Curses: “Spirit Communication Skill*Giant Mouth Divine Rope!”

With a “bang,” a puff of white smoke arose, and within the Hexagram Array, a bizarre five-meter-tall deity, reminiscent of a giant fortune cat, began to manifest.

This fortune cat emerged surrounded by black flames as if it had been under some attack.

Leonard Churchill recognized the origin of the black flames at a glance: “The Law of Fear?”

Before he could ponder why the fortune cat was on fire, it opened its mouth and suddenly spat out a blood-soaked person.

If not Camilla, then who?

“Can it also be like this?”

Leonard Churchill watched with a slight start, having thought a fierce battle might ensue, only to find Tracy Garcia’s method of rescue to be so unexpected.

Her Spirit Communication Skill was truly outrageous, even managing to change a person back to life.

At least none of the Spirit Communicators Churchill knew could accomplish that.

On second thought, it was probably due to the “Underworld Passage” controlled by the Great Sacrificial Rite lineage that she managed to bring the person out.

Without much thought, Churchill acted quickly, reaching out with a grasp, and pulled Camilla to him with Gravitational Force.

The pale-faced Camilla looked at Leonard Churchill and Tracy Garcia in front of her, felt a huge sense of relief, and passed out.

She seemed to be badly injured.

Leonard Churchill’s brows furrowed, sensing that Camilla’s body had gone limp.

He placed her between himself and Tracy Garcia, laying her on the back of the Spiritual Cat.

Fortunately, among Prince Salo’s spoils of war, there were plenty of premium healing potions. Churchill took out two and poured them onto the wounds, then let out a soft exclamation: “Huh?”

Besides Camilla’s back being severely wounded, most notable was the rusty great sword she was carrying.

The Olympus Holy Sword?

Upon seeing the eagle-headed cross of the sword’s hilt, was it not the same great sword that Churchill had seen lodged in the corpse of ‘Mad King’ Alduin?

She had managed to snatch that thing.

However, it didn’t seem to have the imposing presence he had expected.

This was one of the legendary Four Holy Artifacts of Kingship, referred to as the “Regicide Sword” by those of Aragon.

Yet it looked no more than a rusty, ordinary iron sword.

Churchill had seen Royal Holy Artifacts before.

Camilla’s Xismark Holy Grail, which would turn to ash if touched by anyone not of the Royal Destiny;

The Thorny Crown of King Arthur, able to absorb the Law of Fear.

And yet this sword had no special features, no brilliance or glow, no extraordinary traits overflowing, not even sharpness, and it even appeared quite plain.

When he held Camilla just before, Churchill had deliberately tested it, the Holy Sword presented no danger.

Since there was no negative contamination, he didn’t pay it much attention.

The thought flashed through his mind and was gone.

Of course, he was just curious.

Churchill had no interest whatsoever in Kingship, thus the great sword was of no allure to him; it was just a somewhat special weapon.

Rather, he was more concerned about Camilla’s injuries.

The tender body in his arms was as cold as an ice pop, with breath that was barely there.

He felt for a heartbeat, unstable and intermittent.

Churchill was skilled in medicine, and after assessing the injuries, he began treating her on the back of the Spiritual Cat.

The maze of corridors had shifted, and escaping might take quite some time.

Conveniently, the scent left by Elder Clinton and his grandchild became an excellent guide.

Churchill followed the thread of scent in the air, directing the Spiritual Cat to bolt through the path, and fortunately found their way back to the entrance with minimal trial and error.

This Underground Palace was an entrance only, with no exit.

Logically, Camilla was bound to die this time.

The New King Arthur, too, hadn’t expected that an ancient secret passage left behind by workers three thousand years ago would foil his well-prepared assassination plan.

…

The Spiritual Cat carried the three of them out of the Imperial Mausoleum.

Then, they emerged from the hole they came down through, quickly disappearing into the black mists of the wasteland.

The Rune Highlands had many undead spirits, and being a Spiritual Cat of the Necromancy Series and a Catastrophe, it keenly avoided the dangerous zones.

After half an hour of running, they finally stopped in a valley.

“We should be safe now. Even if there’s a way to find us, Arthur would not dare to pursue us.”

“Oh?”

“Arthur is of the Augustus Bloodline, he has too many ancient secrets tied to him. Everyone in the Southern Continent is searching for King Orlan, he cannot afford to show himself outside for long. Even this trip to the mausoleum was made possible only by leveraging White Family’s resources, and he dared to show up in the tomb itself.”

“I see…”

Tracy Garcia jumped off the back of the Spiritual Cat.

Leonard Churchill also leapt down with the unconscious Camilla, then spread out a blanket on the ground, and gently placed her upon it.

Tracy Garcia also checked Camilla’s back wound, found all the necessary treatments had been well managed, there was no danger to her life, and she too let out a sigh of relief.

Now that they were safe, Leonard Churchill felt a weight lift from his chest.

Having been in the tomb for some time and after a fight, his stomach was growling with hunger.

He took out a stove and started to stew a pot of meat soup.

Tracy Garcia began by helping on the side but soon took over the cooking entirely.

It seemed the girl had honed her culinary skills; she easily whipped up various dishes.

She found joy in cooking.

Leonard Churchill thought it was nice to stay idle, and while waiting for the food to cook, he checked on Camilla’s condition and began to tally up the spoils of their adventure.

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