Medical Sage

The loss of two peak Grand Dukes from the elder generation was immense. This was especially true for Kane, who had been the Brad Family’s most promising member to ascend to the Prince Realm of the Blood Clan! And now? He was dead. For the Brad Family, and for Schumacher, this was an unbearable, colossal loss!

BOOM!

Seething with rage, Schumacher could barely contain his murderous intent and struck out forcefully. His demonic, sinister wings whipped behind him, creating a streak of blood-red light in mid-air. The two Mid-Grade Holy Artifacts in his hands transformed into blood spears, SIZZLING like serpents made of lightning and blood as their tips thundered toward Mardo! The terrifying attack pulsed with an unbearably powerful energy. Clearly, this devastating loss had truly enraged him!

”Heh...”

BANG!

Just as the fearsome blood spear was about to strike, an equally terrifying aura of darkness swept out from the scorched earth. It intercepted the spear mid-flight, and the sheer force of the dark power compelled Schumacher to retreat. The one who had acted was, naturally, Mardo.

With his current strength, even Schumacher at his absolute peak would have a hard time harming him, unless it was a true, all-out battle of life and death.

After another cold snort, the expressionless Mardo turned his gaze toward Schumacher and sneered, ”Prince, you don’t really think an attack like that can deal with me, do you?” Clearly, if Schumacher truly believed that, he was making a fool of himself!

”Mardo, don’t get too smug! If it weren’t for the Dark Nether Jade in your hands, do you think you’d have any right to act so arrogantly before us?” Schumacher’s neck flushed red as he ground his teeth and roared in fury. By now, his hatred for Mardo had intensified to its absolute peak.

However, Schumacher’s hysterical, teeth-grinding shouts only earned him a mocking laugh from Mardo. He relies on the Dark Nether Jade, so what? Are the two top-tier Mid-Grade Holy Artifacts in your hands, the Judgement and the Trial of Blood Emperor Solam, just toys?

Afterward, Mardo seemed too lazy to waste any more words on the increasingly irrational Schumacher. His figure flashed, and moments later, he appeared beside Saint Magus Melsdom. With an expressionless and solemn face, he asked, ”Saint Magus Melsdom, are you alright?”

”Of course, I’m fine,” Melsdom replied with a laugh. ”I, Melsdom, am not that fragile!”

”Good, good, good! Mardo, you will regret this!” Seeing this, Schumacher’s face twisted with visible, ferocious anger. His gaze, filled with an icy rage, shot toward the brothers Wenn Tianxiong and Wenn Yongshou, as if he were desperate to attack.

However, the brothers Wenn Tianxiong and Wenn Yongshou hesitated under his furious yet impatient stare. They knew all too well that Melsdom was now fighting like a cornered beast. Once he attacked, it would be earth-shattering; in his desperation, he might even drag one or two of them down with him! That was why, even when the three of them had teamed up to besiege him earlier, the two brothers had not used their full strength, holding back and remaining vigilant. After all, they were keenly aware of just how terrifying the dying counterattack of a Holy Magister—one far stronger than his peers—could be.

And now? True, their side had three powerhouses whose strength could match or approach the sss Peak level. The problem was that the other two were just as formidable. Whether it was Mardo wielding the Dark Nether Jade or Melsdom with his ancient Flame Dragon Magic inheritance, their power was in no way inferior. Under these circumstances, how could they possibly win unless they were fully prepared for mutual destruction? But mutual destruction... the sheer weight of that possibility was enough to make them hesitate. At their level and age, why would they ever take such a step lightly unless they had no other choice or the reward was simply too great to refuse?

Seeing them hesitate, how could Schumacher fail to guess what the Wenn brothers were thinking? He gnashed his teeth and cursed furiously in his heart, absolutely enraged. Damn it, those two untrustworthy yellow-skinned monkeys!

Seeing the opening, how could Mardo not recognize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? ”Saint Magus Melsdom, let’s go!” he quickly sent to Melsdom via telepathy. Then, with a flap of his demonic wings, he vanished from the spot with a roar.

”Flame Dragon Magic: Dragon Wing Armor!” Being a decisive man, Melsdom shouted. A pair of Flame Dragon wings swiftly appeared on his back! With a violent flap, he too disappeared!

Seeing this, Schumacher immediately panicked. ”Not good, they’re trying to escape! Move! Stop them!” he yelled without a second thought. If those two really get away, won’t they become a never-ending threat?

”Damn it, chase them!” The brothers Wenn Tianxiong and Wenn Yongshou obviously understood the danger. After all, they had already bared their fangs and joined Schumacher in his attempt to kill Melsdom and the others. If word of this got out, they would become the public enemy of the entire world.