NovelAppChapter 1310
“Find him! Even if he’s dead, he must have died in this place. We must find his body!” Luna ordered coldly.
“Yes, Master!”
Marcellus and the other experts immediately began searching in all directions.
After a while, Marcellus returned and pointed in a direction. “Master, we couldn't find the Pontiff's body, but we
discovered a large pool of blood over there.”
“Lead the way!”
Under Marcellus’ guidance, Luna arrived at the place where the Insect Ruler had drained St. Dmitri’s blood.
“This is...” Luna dipped her fingers into the blood, smelled it, and immediately determined, “This is the Pontiff's
blood.
“Furthermore, he lost a large amount. It’s almost more than half the total volof blood in an adult. An injury
like this is fatal!”
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Marcellus and the others did not speak.
Luna also fell into thought. She could not understand. Who attacked the Pontiff and where was his body now?
Even if he was severely injured, he was still a Martial Saint expert. A Martial God would not be enough to kill him.
Alexander’s family would not have attacked him at such a critical moment either. They still needed his help to
control Flandom.
The Pontiff’s influence in Flandom was unquestionable.
As for the dragonslayer knight...
He never showed up from start to finish, so Luna was not sure if he had cor
not.
A thought quietly surfaced in her mind.
Could there be hidden Martial Saints on Praxis Island?
“Master...” Marcellus approached with sconcern and called out to Luna.
“It’s nothing.” Luna waved her hand and ordered, “Let's move on.”
case, her
She could not figure it out, so she decided not to think about it. In any case, goal was to clear Praxis Island. It did
not matter who killed who.
Chapter 1310
On the other side of the island...
Katalina was just an ordinary person with no strength, so Noir and the others. traveled very slowly.
“I wonder how Andy is doing. Did he manage to escape?” Noir looked back. occasionally, revealing a trace of
worry in his eyes.
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“What do you think?”
Before he could finish, a hand patted his shoulder, and a familiar voice sounded in his ear.
Noir turned around in joy. It was Andrius.
“Andy! You're finally back!” Noir thought of the dangerous scene earlier and felt slingering fear, asking
curiously, “That vampire was incredibly powerful. How did you escape? Did you defeat him?”
Andrius shook his head with a wry smile. “I don’t have that capability.”
Noir was stunned, his large eyes filled with confusion.
“The master of the Shrouded Gate saved me.” Andrius said truthfully, “When | was powerless against that
vampire, he showed up again and drove the vampire away again.”
Noir was even more puzzled upon hearing that. “That's makingmore curious. The master of the Shrouded
Gate has helped us tand tagain. Could it be that he’s not interested in the throne of Flandom?”
Andrius did not know about that. He did not bother to think about it and casually asked, “Let’s not talk about
them. Did you guys find anything on the way here? What's the situation on the island now?”
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