I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means Chapter 489: 366: The Traitor is Actually Myself?3

Chapter 489: Chapter 366: The Traitor is Actually Myself?_3

Duke House’s mind was a whirl of chaos. No one should have exposed his identity, should they?

And yet, Lis had confidently revealed his secret.

Could it be…

Duke House was left with only one ludicrous thought.

Had he betrayed himself? Had he blabbered in his sleep one day?

Before Duke House could make sense of the situation, the sharp aura continually emanating from Lis had already brought with it an intense sense of threat.

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He had no ti to think further, rapidly contemplating ways to escape.

Feeling the rich aroma of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts emanating from Lis, Duke House started to feel regret and annoyance.

Damn it!

He had been planning to launch a forced attack on Lis in the next few days, but such an unexpected event had occurred.

Although preparations were complete, and Elvin Crown as well as the Legendary Crown from the Plague Sect had arrived within Bright City, they still needed ti to get there.

He must hold them off!

Duke House looked at the sowhat panicked Nobles around him and hatched a plan.

If all else failed, he would control a portion of the Nobles to buy ti.

Since his true identity had been exposed, the identity of Duke Feis would have to be abandoned.

At this thought, his heart ached terribly.

After all, having joined the All Beast Church, his initial aim had been to resurrect the glory of his ancestors and to redress the grievances his family had suffered at the hands of the Royal Family.

Ultimately, he greatly valued his family’s ducal title, and now to think he had to give it up was intolerable.

Duke House cast a resentful glance at Lis, only to be surprised to find Lis observing him with keen interest.

“I am quite curious,”

“I am stalling for ti, what are you waiting for?”

Lis said with a smile, sheathing his Longsword.

Duke House sensed sothing was wrong and imdiately tried to slip away.

At that mont, a blinding white light exploded between the two, and the violent gales blew the Nobles in the hall helter-skelter.

When the light dissipated, neither Lis nor Duke House were to be seen.

…

Ten or so kiloters outside of Bright City, a desolate little hill.

Space twisted, and two figures fell from mid-air.

It was Lis and Duke House, who had just been in the Royal Palace of Feis.

Duke House stabilized his form and lightly landed on the hill.

Surveying his surroundings, Duke House quickly noticed they were quite the distance from Bright City.

Compulsory Space Transmission Technique!

Lis had just used this Space Magic to forcibly teleport them to the wastelands outside Bright City, foiling Duke House’s plan to take hostages.

“Huff–”

Duke House took a deep breath, releasing the hand he had been holding in front of him.

The wound inflicted by Lis had barely healed and was no longer bleeding.

As a Fallen Druid, their recovery ability was indeed quite formidable.

“Worthy of being a disciple of the Judgent Fla, your Space Magic has beco quite powerful, Lis!” Duke House said calmly, his voice concealing a burning rage underneath.

“It’s just a pity, it seems your luck is not so good.”

As Duke House finished speaking, three figures appeared not far behind him.

Two stood side by side in front, the other stood obediently behind.

Duke House turned and bowed respectfully, saying:

“Crown Elvin!”

“Crown Garcia!”

A surging and terrifying presence emanated from the two in the centre, pressing directly towards where Lis was.

Feeling the vicious and terrifying aura, Lis’s nerves were frantically alerting him to the imminent threat of death before him.

A thin sweat breaking out on his forehead, Lis cracked a bitter smile and said:

“Couldn’t be… that unlucky, could I?”

The aura was sothing Lis had felt before; it was the kind of pressure that only Legendary Strongn could exert.

In other words, Lis was now facing two bona fide Legendary Strongn.

Is this what Duke House had been secretly plotting?

Lis had no more ti to think.

Teacher, save !