Lord of Glory

"How do you..." O'Neill looked at Paladin's face in shock before returning his gaze to Emmet's dazed expression. All of the clues were connected in a straight line in an instant. An unfathomable thought came to his mind, ‘This impostor posed as Paladin Flamel!’

"Mr. Emmet."

"Huh?" Emmet turned his head blankly.

O'Neill and Orkney shouted together in a hurry, "Mr. Emmet, get away from him quickly!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Emmet soon heard the last words he’d ever heard in this life.

"I will be Paladin Flamel!"

With a snap. Paladin abruptly removed the glove from his right hand. A thunderbolt-like golden lightsaber condensed from his fingers. Emmet's unbelieving eyes quickly dimmed with a slight flick of his hand. Together with a splendid blood splash, his severed head fell to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" The young girl screamed as she saw the preacher claiming to be her brother suddenly decapitate her father in front of her. The flowing blood was a constant reminder that her own father, whom she had lived with for the past two decades, had died. His body was lifeless. Hearing the girl's shout, Aaron was stunned. Paladin's face was cruel and ferocious as the golden light in his hands instantly condensed into golden claws. Paladin grabbed the necks of both women at the same time. While looking at O'Neill who was about to cast a spell, he smiled and said, "Be careful, mage. Otherwise, these two innocent little swans will suffer!"

O'Neill, who was about to cast a spell, trembled. His face was full of anger.

"Despicable! You used two ladies as a shield!" The archer next to him, Liriel, who was quickly bending the bow and setting the arrow, scolded him out of disgust.

"Ho? You mean I should be a gentleman and put them both down while I get shot by your arrows?" Paladin's expression was full of ridicule. However, he was stating facts. It rendered Liriel speechless. In contrast to the shivering and crying girl, Aaron, the mother, quickly calmed down. Her beautiful eyes were filled with hatred, but her tone relaxed as she spoke, "Where is my son Paladin?"

Paladin slightly inclined his head and looked at Aaron who had long brown hair. Suddenly, he sneered.

"I took the place of your son. There can only be one Paladin Flamel in this world. You ought to understand by now where he is."

At these words, Aaron bit her lower lip in hatred and suddenly shouted, "Quick! Notify the Marquis! Bring out this evil person who pretended to be a nobleman and murdered a nobleman publicly!"

Upon hearing her orders, it immediately dawned on the underlings who were hiding behind the door and didn't know what to do. Several young lads ran to the front door, attempting to bring Paladin's true identity out into the open.

"That's why I don't like smart women." Paladin smiled, but his eyes were very cold. O'Neil, who was in a stalemate, was astounded to see that even though Paladin didn’t move his hands or chant any spells, six magic arrows that shone golden unexpectedly materialized out of thin air behind him. Shocked, O'Neill turned his eyes to look at the servant who was about to open the door and shouted, "Don't go out! It's dangerous!"

Regrettably, it was too late. Along with Paladin's triumphant sneer, the six golden magic arrows blasted the servants who tried to open the door. Turned their bodies into fireworks made of blood one by one. Not a single bone was left.

"You!" Aaron, who saw this scene, suddenly turned pale. She hadn't expected the murderer of her husband and son to be so powerful! Paladin snorted lightly. Next, his eyes instantly turned golden, bursting with golden light. The All-Seeing eye immediately surfaced on his forehead. It surprised everyone, including O'Neill!

The free light magic elements in the environment began to merge into Paladin's body with only a single thought in his mind. With only ten seconds of effort, the number of magic elements that had been consumed reached 600 once more.

"What kind of magic is this?" O'Neill's face became paler. Through the power of the magic arrows shot by Paladin just now, O'Neill knew that he was way above his level. However, now, Paladin’s eyes were glowing. A magical totem also appeared on his forehead. These filled O'Neill, who had always considered himself to be knowledgeable and versatile, with dread. He had absolutely no idea what it was!

Hearing O'Neill's question, Paladin laughed. "Mediocre people, this is a power beyond your kind! I'll let you take a good look at it later!"

"Wait, please don't kill me, what do you want me to do? Anything is fine! Please don’t kill me!” Sensing Paladin’s murderous intent, these words came out of the crying younger sister’s trembling pink mouth. She had been a pearl encased in the safety of her home. Let alone murderous intent, she couldn't even bear to kill rabbits. She was nothing more than a flower in the greenhouse. As a stormy rain approached, she could only bend down weakly, lie on the dirty muddy ground, and close her eyes. Waiting for her time to die.

When Aaron heard what her daughter had just said, she widened her eyes and yelled angrily, "What are you talking about?! He killed your father and your brother! How could you…."

"Mom, I don't want to die! I'm still young, I really don't want to die!"

Aaron looked at this cowardly daughter of hers. Red flashed on her eyes as she cursed, "I spoiled you too much back then. Do you think he will let us go? He came today to kill us all, and no one in the world will ever learn of his true identity!"

"But, mother. Father Sicilian is the godfather of my brother, and he knows brother too!"

At her words, Aaron's eyes were filled with despair. Meanwhile, Paladin laughed out loud and exclaimed with delight, "Thank you, noble lady. After killing all of you, I will go to meet this priest!"

At that precise moment, the stony Orkney whispered to O'Neill, "What should we do? Kill him in one breath while he is distracted?"

"No, we are no match for a head-on conflict. Run! I’ve contacted my senior, Nasura. I don't know when he'll show up, but I believe he's on his way."

Their whispers were as clear as day to Paladin, who had his All-Seeing Eye turned on. It was as if they were shouting in his ears! His expression went blank for a moment before he laughed grimly and said, "So you want to flee and let me be defeated by your reinforcement that will come soon? Hahahahaha! O'Neill, you know too little about your enemy!"

Paladin let out a joyful laugh full of satisfaction. Suddenly, he shouted at the ceiling, "Aberleigh! Don't come down yet!"

Orkney's complexion changed drastically when the ceiling collapsed with a bang. The tiles and wooden beams were shattered and scattered on the ground. The sunlight was shining down behind a figure that descended from the sky. The said figure was so huge Orkney thought it was a monster. Its terrifying sharp claws and bloody mouth charged towards the mage O'Neill. O'Neill only felt a chill deep down because he knew, at this point, he certainly was dead.