Chapter 373 373: Death Knight
Gabriel felt the barrier getting weaker. He didn’t know if the barrier could last long enough for him to recover. Just to be safe, he decided to leave the place and enter the first floor of the Tower which was in a different space entirely.
Even Gabriel didn’t expect that only a few seconds after he entered the first floor with the Death Knight and Izen’s body, the barrier outside the tower was broken and two Holy Lords entered the place.
The Two Holy Lords could see the signs of carnage. Unfortunately, there was no one else there. They couldn’t find Izen or the Holy Lord of Light!
“This is strange. There was definitely a battle here, but even I can’t sense any auras. It’s as if the place was wiped clean of all signs of the battle other than the physical marks in the surroundings,” the Holy Lord of the Wind touched the ground, frowning. “Even the blood traces have been cleaned. That’s interesting. It’s as if someone is trying to hide something…”
“What do you think?” he asked Avilia.
Avilia simply shrugged and didn’t respond. In her heart, she had already guessed everything! Since this place was so thoroughly cleaned, that meant that Gabriel had won. It was clear that Gabriel used his other Elements and didn’t want others to find out about this so he cleaned the place up.
There was still one question in her mind though. If Gabriel won, did that mean he killed Izen? And if that was the case, then where was Izen’s body? Was the body destroyed entirely or was there something more?
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‘If the body was destroyed, it’s nothing. However, if he saved the body and took it with him, does that mean he’s planning to create another Death Warrior, this time with Izen?’
Avilia had already seen how strong Death Knights created using the Head Priests were. She couldn’t help but wonder how strong a Death Knight created by using Izen was going to be.
Even though the majority of Izen’s strength was due to the Robe, but even if one was to take out the robe, he was still more powerful than an ordinary Head Priest.
‘This guy… Just what is his ultimate goal?’ She looked at the entrance of the first floor. Since she was older than thirty, she couldn’t enter that place. And even if she entered, she wasn’t going to be in the same space on the first floor as Gabriel. Before the ninety ninth floor, she couldn’t even meet Gabriel.
It was the same for the Holy Lord of Wind. The only difference was that the man had less information than Avilia which made him really uncomfortable. It was almost confirmed that Izen was dead. That meant the Holy Lord of Light wasn’t weak at all.
Despite such a strong Holy Lord of Light, he didn’t know a single thing about him, let alone knowing how he looked. That was what made him uncomfortable. He liked knowing about everything and planning accordingly. Missing pieces of information was what he detected the most.
“Looks like I really need to take a trip to the Church of Light.” He turned around and left the Tower. It was clear that the Holy Lord of Light had entered and he wasn’t going to come out anytime soon.
In the meantime, the Holy Lord of Wind placed his hopes on the Church of Light to get more information.
Avilia also followed the Holy Lord of Wind to keep an eye on him.
The Holy Lord of Wind went to the Church of Light and landed before the entrance, not hiding his aura. He wanted to let everyone inside the Church know that he had arrived.
Avilia also landed next to the Holy Lord of Wind.
One of the Head Priests stepped out of the Church of Light, slightly surprised to see two Holy Lords before the entrance. Fortunately, he recognised Avilia as a friendly figure. He assumed that Avilia was back to meet her husband.
“Lady Avilia, please enter. Even though your Husband isn’t here, he should be back soon.” The Head Priest exclaimed. “Our Lord was asking about you before he left. Now that you’re here, he should be here anytime soon as well.”
As Avilia came with the Holy Lord of Wind, he assumed that the two of them were close and that the Lord of Wind probably already knew about Avilia’s marriage.
The Holy Lord of Wind was pleasantly surprised to find out that Avilia was married. A smirk spread across his lips. So far, none of the Holy Lords knew about Avilia’s marriage after all.
On the other hand, Avilia’s face turned dark. She couldn’t believe that even after Gabriel told them to keep this story a secret, he blurted it out so openly.
Not only did this idiot tell that she was married, but he also addressed her husband as their Lord.
She couldn’t help but look at the Holy Lord of Wind. She knew that he would’ve had to be an idiot to not understand who the Head Priest of Light was talking about. There was only one person they addressed with such respect after all.
“No wonder you were waiting above that Tower and hiding all the presence there.” The Holy Lord of Wind looked back at Avilia with an amused glance. This was literally the most important piece of information he knew about the Holy Lord of Light which he believed he could use to his advantage in the future!
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Back inside the Tower of Challenges, Gabriel was sitting on the first floor. He wasn’t fighting at all. Instead, he just focused on his recovery. If anything, he sent the Death Knight to fight.
Gabriel didn’t worry about climbing the Tower. He knew that at best, he could climb to the top floor in less than an hour this time. For now, what was more important was his recovery! It was only after he recovered his strength that he could cast the Army of Undead to turn Izen into an Undead!
“What a pity that the Robe of Nullification was destroyed. It could’ve been useful to me.”
In this battle, Gabriel won. However, he still wasn’t happy. He didn’t gain as much as he wanted after all. The loss of the robe of Nullification was too much. He initially expected that the robe was going to survive this battle. That’s why he planned the Death Knight to kill Izen in close range.
“Now I can only place my hopes on you. I hope you won’t disappoint me when you turn into a Death Knight. You should be almost as strong as Raphael even without the robe⦔
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