Chapter 346
Chapter 346
Translator: True Detective
Chapter 346 – Have You Ever Witnessed the Power of the Wind God?
The icy winds of the snowfield whipped at the robe of the Son of Annihilation, but to Anello, the cold simply did not exist — everything around him was completely cut off.
He walked neither hurriedly nor lazily, savoring the way the two people before him reacted to his words.
Although Sigrid’s gaze had never shown a trace of submission, her breathing betrayed the weakness and fatigue in her body.
However, the expression on the Son of Ba'tian’s face did not completely satisfy Anello.
Completely unmoved by the Ba'tian Cardinal’s condition — yes, this was exactly the cold-hearted composure befitting a Sealer.
Through a communication sent from the Northern Border Province, Anello had received very clear orders from Bishop of Annihilation Askson.
Though the Bishop had not said much, he had warned him that the Son of Ba'tian was also a Sealer — and a very unusual one at that.
From Askson’s few words, Anello could roughly infer that the Son of Ba'tian possessed a sealing technique so fearsome that even the Bishop himself was wary of it.
Of course, such a terrifying ability must come with severe limitations — perhaps it could not even be used again in the short term.
“Son of Ba'tian, I do not know who you really are under that disguise, but have you ever considered this?If you kill the woman standing beside you, you could become the new Cardinal Bishop.”
Anello, the Son of Annihilation, asked with a smile full of interest.
During their long journey of escape, the Son of Ba'tian had surely had many opportunities to kill the Ba'tian Cardinal.
One of the greatest properties of the Proof of Resurrection was this: anyone who killed a Cardinal Bishop while holding it would become the new Cardinal Bishop themselves!
No follower of the Resurrection Church would turn down such supreme power — nor the Proof of the Bishop, a divine artifact on par with the Primordial Tablet.And let’s not forget that the Ba'tian Cardinal was in possession of a fragment of the Primordial Tablet.
When two rats are trapped in a cage, sowing discord between them is always entertaining.
“……”
Sigrid did not grow suspicious of Lan Qi because of Anello’s words — rather, she moved even closer to him.
“I have no interest in becoming a Cardinal Bishop. My goal was always just to conduct academic research.By sheer coincidence, I met a trustworthy companion, and we traveled together until we arrived here. That is all.”
Lan Qi looked calmly at Anello as he spoke, as though he were sharing with a student the story of his journey to the Northern Continent.
He had originally come here for research, not as a heretic, but as a scholar with a firm academic faith.
It was only that, along the way, perhaps because of turbulent times, his ideals of love and peace, and his deep love for the Protos Empire, he gradually refined his plans and actions — only straying a little from his original path.
But he had never lost sight of his original intention, never wavered in his academic faith.His ultimate goal remained to witness the Primordial Tablet – Sealing.
Becoming a Cardinal Bishop?He had absolutely no interest in such a thing.
Not in this lifetime would he ever become a Cardinal Bishop of the Resurrection Church.
“……”
The Son of Annihilation fell silent for a long time.
He couldn’t tell whether this young man was being serious, or simply mocking him.
Whenever he conversed with the Son of Ba'tian, he always felt as though he was being treated as an idiot — a sense of being looked down upon from the very depths of the other’s heart.
“Hand over that secret of yours — the one even Askson fears — and perhaps I’ll let you die without too much suffering.”
Anello’s voice turned cold. He no longer intended to keep talking.“Of course, I have plenty of ways to make you beg me to take it.”
“……”
Lan Qi only smiled faintly at his words.
“Son of Annihilation, Anello — I won’t bully you.I swear in the name of the Goddess: if you can reach the Snowfield Province before sunrise, I will not kill you.”
Lan Qi raised his left hand, pointing straight south — his final act of mercy toward Anello.
“The Goddess…”
Anello lowered his head and laughed at such a provocation.“Only those idiots from the Church of the Goddess of Fate go around invoking her name all day.
Do you really think praying to the Goddess now will save you?”
When Anello raised his head again, his eyes had lost all patience!
That deliberate, pretentious stance infuriated him.The Son of Ba'tian’s ever-unmoved, high-and-mighty attitude — Anello had long wanted to twist his neck off!
The distant sky began to thicken with magic power, so dense that even the falling snow trembled.
Black clouds gathered in the heavens, drawn in by the magic, swirling into a great vortex.A heart-shaking pulse radiated from within, making the very air unbearably heavy.
Anello extended his hand, and a dark-red magic sigil appeared in his palm.It expanded, absorbing all light and energy like a black hole.In that moment, sound and color alike were swallowed, leaving only silence and death.
Lan Qi and Sigrid, standing at a distance, almost felt as though they no longer existed — their vision grew dim, their sense of self about to be swallowed whole.This spell might not kill them, but it would leave them in agony, stripped of all power to resist.
“It’s over.”
Anello said coldly.The magic sigil in his hand released a colossal black beam of light that shot skyward, forming a pitch-black magic circle overhead, directly above Lan Qi and Sigrid.
From the circle fell streams of dark-gray magical rain, aimed at freezing the two of them into lifeless statues.
Even Sigrid knew: if they could not withstand this blow, everything would end here.
And yet, in this life-and-death moment, she felt strangely calm.
She looked closely at Lan Qi, her pupils reflecting his figure.
Lan Qi smiled at her — helpless, and just a little apologetic.
At this final, decisive moment, there was no time to explain — he could only hope she wouldn’t be too frightened by what came next.
And Sigrid… she wasn’t panicking in the slightest.
Her violet eyes, glowing like water, were peaceful and gentle.Her hand reached out to clutch Lan Qi’s sleeve.Her lips moved, silently telling him: she had already faced death once by his side, and if she were to die with him again here, she would have no regrets — because she believed in him.
Time seemed to accelerate.The torrent of magic rained down from the sky, engulfing the two of them completely.
The quiet snowfield erupted with a deafening roar — like the thunder of a thousand storms, waking the entire land and shaking all of creation.
“Hahaha…”
Anello laughed coldly, watching as everything in the distance was swallowed.
And then—
The entire snowfield was suddenly swept by a colossal storm!
At first, it was only a small whirlwind — but in an instant, it became a tempest strong enough to tear apart the world.
Under the power of this raging wind magic, every sealing spell — even the spatial gray threads Anello had left behind — were shredded like paper and blown away!
Snowfield sunrise — as if a holy dragon roared.
The divine light pierced the soul, revealing the very power that shaped creation itself.The radiance of the divine age burned upon him; he stirred the clouds, reshaped the sky.The force that pierced the clouds was the breath of the wind — gentle enough to caress the earth, yet strong enough to halt every snowflake and send them soaring upward.
From the dawn of history, legends say the Wind God commands the direction of the wind.His voice is a gentle whisper — and the thunderous decree of heaven.
And standing at the eye of the storm… was the very incarnation of that Wind God!
He looked at Anello with mercy, pity — and a trace of regret.
It was the signal that the game was over.
“Ah… ah…”
Anello’s spell stopped mid-cast.His lips quivered, his face drained of blood.Terror flooded his eyes, eclipsing all rationality, all courage — wiping away the calm and confidence he had just held.
Pure, boundless fear seized the Son of Annihilation from head to toe.
He could not understand why High Priest Loren would be here — disguised as the Son of Ba'tian and deceiving them all!!