From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 530 Shocking World III

Leonidas slowly raised his head.

He "looked" at the night sky where the rain had stopped.

The bright moon was no longer covered by the dark clouds and reappeared, casting its cool moonlight on the world. However, the spotlight shining on the man in military uniform could not find its source.

It was as if this beam of light was descending from the void.

"Locked..."

Although Leonidas had his eyes closed, he seemed to feel the beam of light shining on him and frowned slightly.

"You can't hide, you can't escape."

He was confused.

As a person who lives in the mortal world, he can pry open a bit of the law that belongs to him, and only the power that is also the law can cause harm and influence to him.

But the spotlight shining on him at this moment, and the unreasonable invisible locking force hidden in the light, did not come from the power of the law.

It made him feel extremely unfamiliar.

Leonidas was puzzled.

What methods did the "Red Sage" Gillan Iros use to achieve this...

Bang! ! !
Another spotlight descended from the sky.

The lights shone on the stage in front of Leonidas, and the crimson velvet curtains slowly opened to both sides.

A translucent, illusory figure of a man with long black hair appeared in the center of the stage. He was wearing a black suit and a top hat, with parchment in his left hand and a baton in his right hand.

There was a white dove standing on the brim of the hat.

Leonidas certainly knew the man on the stage.

That is the "White Dove Poet" of October.

This scene made him frown.

He didn't know why the scene that happened when the "Director" fell, the secret historical event called "Night of Exposure", would reappear in the hands of the "Red Sage".

Appearing in the world in such a bizarre way.

It even serves as a means to immerse himself in the scene, replacing the "director" as the audience, and forcing him to watch this supreme performance of murder.

At this time, the poet on the stage took a step forward and stood on the cylindrical steps.

He raised his hand and the baton stood upright.

Bang! !

Another spotlight shone down.

Then a phantom figure of a noblewoman appeared, wearing a green evening gown, with her hair tied up, sitting upright in a high-backed chair, with a cello between her legs. She held the bow in her right hand, the neck in her left, and her slender fingers lightly resting on the thumbstick.

This is "Mrs. Ya", the sixth month's official name.

Deng!
Thump thump thump! !

As a "conductor", the poet keeps waving his baton. As if under his command, beams of light descend from the void, illuminating the illusory figures on the stage.

They are the apostles under the command of the three great arts Sichen.

Everyone who saw this scene, whether they were at the scene or watching from afar with mysterious means, couldn't help but hold their breath. Even if they didn't know who was on the stage, they could still feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

It feels like being in a fate of "inevitable death".

The phantom figures on the stage are playing an ensemble.

The humming cello was wailing, the hoarse violin was sobbing, interweaving with each other. The tinkling piano music flowed like a spring, and the melodious female voice was interspersed in it, singing.

Yashirs even saw himself on the stage with a look of surprise and doubt.

The other party was wearing a skeleton mask, singing in the "bass chorus", standing with "Paper Bird" and "Spirit King", accompanying "Nightingale".

"What the hell does this happen?!"

Yasirs took a deep breath.

He was increasingly unable to understand the “Red Sage”; this guy’s methods were endless and most of them were difficult for him to understand.

Suddenly.

All the music disappeared.

The spotlight converges toward the center.

It illuminates a lady in a black dress holding white flowers, with a black veil covering her face, revealing only her red lips.

This is "Miss Elegy" from April Sichen.

He made his final appearance, and spoke slowly with a beautiful and melodious voice, speaking cold words:

"Mr. Leonidas, as well as Mr. Hellman and Mr. Yashirs, it is an honor to perform for you."

"The strings are swords, the drum beats are hammers, wherever the command goes, there is killing intent."

"With my voice, I invite you to the grave—"

After the lady finished speaking, she began to sing in her most beautiful voice. The rest of the people on the stage followed suit and played classical music together.

Buzz! ! !
The three-headed black dog in the vortex of yellow sand behind Leonidas just pounced towards Jilan, but it disintegrated in mid-air and turned into countless pieces.

It was as if there was an invisible blade hidden in the music, instantly killing the powerful monster summoned by Leonidas.

Herman and Yasirs' faces changed slightly.

How did they become part of the "audience" of this performance? !

Although this performance did not really happen but was just a past clip, it did record a scene where the three major art masters took the stage together and their respective apostles appeared on the stage.

The "Murder Song" played by such a luxurious lineup would be extremely terrifying even if the damage it caused was less than one percent of the original.

Yashirs knew this all too well.

Without saying a word, he turned and ran.

He even abandoned his two fictional creatures, "the Devil" Mephisto and "the Elf King" Oberon, trying to let them cover his retreat.

However, as soon as these two fictional creatures flew out, before they had time to use their power to protect their master, they were instantly shattered amid the beautiful singing and gorgeous performance.

Like a sand sculpture that would fall apart if the wind blew.

Yasirs's figure suddenly froze.

Soon, it disintegrated itself in the singing.

"Blood Colonel" Hermann knew he could not escape, so he did not put up any futile resistance. He just gave the young man in the red cloak one last cold glance and then turned into pieces on the spot.

At this moment, countless people exclaimed.

The man in military uniform exclaimed:
"It's worthy of being the supreme performance of 'Exposure Night'. Being able to murder the 'director' with it is really wonderful... I didn't get to watch it at the beginning, but now I have taken this opportunity to make up for the regret."

After saying that, he faced Gilan.

Then he said lightly:
"Gilan Iros, is this your trump card? Do you want to use it to hold me back and get away?"

"What does the Speaker think?"

Jilan asked from a distance, carrying a hammer.

Leonidas was silent for a few seconds and shook his head:

"With this, you can't get away."

After saying that, his figure flashed.

Even the spotlight that was locked on him seemed to disperse, as if it had broken free for a moment.

That's this moment.

Leonidas crossed a distance of several dozen meters and appeared in front of Gilan. The spotlight followed closely behind him and fell on him again, locking onto him.

But this period of time was enough for Leonidas to launch an attack.

He closed his eyes tightly, his face expressionless, and suddenly kicked out. This kick actually made a thunderous roar.

Boom! !

At this moment, Gilan found himself locked by some power of Speaker Leonidas and unable to dodge.

He acted decisively and used "attribute reconstruction" to add all 40 attribute points to endurance, temporarily increasing it to 85 points.

Give yourself extremely strong resistance and recovery capabilities.

At the same time, I thought to myself:
'Loading! ! 'Bang! !

Leonidas' kick actually broke through the red cloak that Gilan had protected in time. The cloak that was originally bulging sank, and the kick shattered Gilan's armor, and finally kicked him hard in the chest.

"puff--"

Jilan felt his chest bones burst and his internal organs injured, and he couldn't help spitting blood.

But he was grinning, with a bright red mouth and nose.

This kick made him intuitively feel the true level of the "Blind General" in the world.

Strong, very strong!

But it wasn't enough to kill him instantly!
As long as he fails to kill him once, Gilan will have countless opportunities to start over.

"Goodbye, Chancellor Leonidas."

Gillan hissed, holding his breath.

The next second, his body was sent flying backwards by the powerful kick, and in the process, it gradually became translucent and blurred until it completely disappeared and escaped.

Finally, a word of advice lingers:
"I'll remember this kick and I'll return it to you sooner or later!"

"..."

Wait until the sound fades away.

Leonidas stood there quietly, frowning.

He tilted his head left and right, but could not sense the other party's presence at all. He could not help but mutter in a deep voice:
"Escaped? How did you do that?"

At this moment, he was the only one left on the ruins of the battlefield. On the stage, the ensemble of the three artistic masters and the apostles of their respective camps continued.

The lady sang along to the elegant music.

Before Leonidas had time to figure out how the "Red Sage" had escaped from his hands in an instant, the terrifying power contained in the song had already taken effect on him.

Bang! !

The man in military uniform seemed to have been attacked invisible. He staggered and his left shoulder instantly caved in, revealing dense scratches.

He groaned.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

Then, he seemed to be shot by an invisible machine gun, and his whole body was shaking and trembling.

A violent high-frequency explosion suddenly occurred.

In just a few breaths, Leonidas was hit by hundreds of terrifying impacts from the vocal music. His body stood firm, his expression remained indifferent.

But the military uniform on the body was already tattered, revealing the cracked body underneath.

Finally, he slowly opened his eyes.

The empty eye sockets underneath were revealed, and he looked up into the void.

It was as if at this moment, he was looking into the eyes of Caesar Jide who was watching the battle.

Leonidas said calmly:
"You've found a nice new arm."

...

...

Gillan felt his consciousness was in a trance for a short time, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself in the office again.

Standing beside the table where he saved the afterimage.

Gilan had taken a kick from Chancellor Leonidas, and although he managed to withstand it with his temporary 85 points of endurance, he was still seriously injured.

The opponent's kick contained the power of the law, and could even turn the tables, constantly fighting for Gillan's control over his body and vitality, causing his injuries to heal in an abnormal way and leaving him with irreparable trauma.

But now, after loading the save file, Jilan found that his condition had returned to normal, and the power of law in his body also disappeared.

"This essence ability is really useful..."

Ji Lan couldn't help but secretly thought.

"It can be called a life-saving skill."

He looked up and found two men and two women standing in front of him. Weina, Alevia and Maiev looked at him with shock and admiration.

And the red curly-haired Caesar had a smile on his face.

"It seems that this is your real trump card."

Caesar's eyes were meaningful and his tone was approving.

But he did not dwell on this topic for too long, and said:

"Jilan, you are very brave to go alone to the Federation this time. You have also done a feat comparable to your teacher, the White Sage. You have successfully eradicated the three secret societies, destroyed the mutual relationship between the five apostles, and severely injured and played a trick on Leonidas."

As he spoke, the smile on the red curly-haired young man's face grew wider, and he couldn't help but chuckle a few times.

"This is the most satisfying experience I've had in hundreds of years. If Pala knew what you did, he would be very pleased... Here, as the head of the empire, I would also like to thank you, Jilan."

"You flatter me, Lord Caesar."

Jilan bowed to the head of state and spoke softly.

But Caesar shook his head.

"No, it's not an exaggeration at all. This is the praise you deserve. Throughout history, no one has been able to do what you have done... Pala is right. What you did today will surely terrify the Federation and make them stand in awe!"

"It can be predicted that from now on, your name 'Red Sage' will surely spread throughout the mysterious side of the mortal world. Everyone will know it and you will become the most awe-inspiring strong man of the modern era."

"And you are also the chairman of Bremen, the sharpest sword of the empire, and my Caesar's most trusted partner. Even if you only rely on your reputation, I'm afraid you can intimidate the mysterious forces inside and outside the country, haha..."

Caesar said, laughing heartily.

Hearing this, Jilan was also quite moved.

Before he set out for the Federation, he had no idea how strong he really was.

But now he knows.

In this world, no one can defeat him except those who are in a relationship with each other like Caesar and Leonidas.

Even if he faces Si Chen Biwo head-on, Jilan is able to fight and escape unscathed.

you can say it this way--

Although Ji Lan at this time is not Si Chen, in the mortal world, he can be compared with Si Chen.

This is not bragging, but real achievements.

No one could have expected that such a terrifyingly powerful man would appear again in the Bremen Empire.

"Jilan, come with me, I want to talk to you alone."

At this time, Caesar thought about it and said again.

Then he turned around, opened the office door and walked out.

Gilan glanced at Werner, Alevia and Maiev, gave them a look that said they would talk later, then he walked out, leaning on his white cane, following Caesar's footsteps.

He followed the leader in the elevator to the rooftop on the 100th floor of the Triumph Building.

The two stood under the night sky, feeling the cool breeze and overlooking the night view of the imperial capital, Muscity.

The stars are shining tonight and the city is lit up with thousands of lights.

"Jilan, you have now successfully stood at the top of the world and reached a critical point on the 'Path of the Fire Sword'."

Caesar turned slowly, the breeze blew his long scarlet curly hair, and the faint starlight sprinkled on his face, making him look extremely handsome.

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Or, do you want to ascend? You can't be like what you said during the battle with the Federation just now, that you have no interest in ascending at all, right?"

"of course not."

Gillan chuckled.

"That was just a remark to mock Leonidas. Of course I want to ascend."

"very good."

Caesar nodded in satisfaction.

"I can give you all the conditions Leonidas offered... In the end, I will crown you personally in the Land of Gods."

(End of this chapter)