Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 696:I Have A Way To Contact

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Previously on Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill...
Duke Lancelot faces off against a skilled swordsman and a powerful mage. Despite their combined assault and potent spells like Crimson Meteor Rain and Blood Lightning, the Duke manages to deflect their attacks. He breaks free from the mage's chains and unleashes a devastating counter-attack, the Moon Severing Sword, forcing both opponents back. He then defiantly stands his ground, declaring he will not let them pass.

The expressions of the two Transcendent experts immediately hardened after hearing Duke Lancelot's words. The swordsman slowly tightened his grip around his sword while the mage firmly held his staff. The atmosphere instantly became much heavier as neither side showed any intention of backing down.

The swordsman took a slow step forward and spoke in a cold voice, "Duke Lancelot, you are crossing the line, and you should know very well what the consequences of your actions will be. If you continue standing against His Majesty, there will be no place left for you in the Empire."

The mage also frowned deeply before adding, "This is your final chance to step aside. We still respect your seniority, but don't force us to treat you as an enemy."

Duke Lancelot quietly listened to both of them.

After a brief silence, he slowly shook his head.

"I see. It seems both of you are truly determined to push me until there is no path left."

As those words left his mouth, the aura surrounding Duke Lancelot suddenly changed.

BOOOOOOOM!

A terrifying pressure erupted from his body like a sleeping beast awakening. The peaceful sword intent from before completely disappeared, and in its place came an overwhelming killing intent that covered the entire sky. The clouds darkened while the surrounding space seemed to become unbelievably heavy.

The two Transcendent experts immediately felt their breathing become difficult.

Their pupils shrank.

An invisible force crashed down upon them like a mountain.

Their bodies trembled uncontrollably while every instinct inside them screamed in warning.

The sudden pressure was completely different from the one Duke Lancelot had shown during their earlier exchange.

This time...

It felt absolute.

The mage gritted his teeth while desperately trying to remain standing.

The swordsman planted his sword into the air to support himself, yet his knees still slowly bent under the overwhelming pressure.

Cold sweat continuously rolled down both of their faces.

They stared at Duke Lancelot with disbelief while countless thoughts raced through their minds.

'Is...'

'Is this the true gap between us?'

Both of them had entered the Transcendent Realm decades ago, and throughout those years they had believed the difference between experts of the same realm would never become this overwhelming.

Yet today...

Standing before Duke Lancelot, they finally understood how terrifying a true veteran Transcendent expert could be.

They wanted to move.

They wanted to launch another attack.But before either of them could even gather their strength...

Duke Lancelot calmly took one step forward.

BOOOOOOOM!

The moment his foot landed, another wave of terrifying pressure burst outward.

It slammed directly into the two experts without mercy.

"PFFFT!"

Both of them spat out mouthfuls of blood while their bodies were violently blasted downward.

BANG!

BANG!

They crashed heavily onto the rocky ground outside Blank City, and enormous craters instantly formed beneath them. Dust and broken rocks flew everywhere while deep cracks spread across the earth.

The two struggled to stand, but the invisible pressure weighing upon them only continued increasing.

Their arms trembled.

Their breathing became rough.

Even lifting their heads had become extremely difficult.

Duke Lancelot slowly descended from the sky and stopped several meters before them.

His calm eyes carried neither hatred nor joy.

He simply looked down at them.

"Don't worry."

His voice remained steady and calm.

"I won't kill either of you because death would be far too easy."

He paused for a brief moment before continuing.

"I want both of you to stay alive, and I want you to witness with your own eyes what happens to those who choose to walk alongside evil. When that day comes, remember everything you did here today."

BOOOOOOOM!

The terrifying pressure descended once again, and the entire battlefield shook beneath Duke Lancelot's overwhelming aura.

...

Hidden beneath the cover of a quiet mountain range, Ethan and Marquise Shatad sat beside a small bonfire. The crackling flames were the only source of light in the dark surroundings while the cold night wind gently blew through the trees. The place was peaceful, yet both men knew they could not stay there for long.

A thick piece of meat slowly roasted over the fire while drops of fat fell onto the burning wood, causing small flames to flare up from time to time. Ethan calmly sprinkled a few spices over the meat before taking out a small pouch filled with barbecue sauce. He brushed it over the meat with practiced movements, and soon a rich aroma spread through the area.

Shatad quietly watched everything.

His eyes slowly drifted toward the meat while the delicious smell reached his nose.

Ethan noticed his expression and smiled faintly.

"I always keep barbecue sauce and spices with me."

After the meat was fully cooked, Ethan cut it into pieces and threaded them onto wooden skewers. He handed one of them to Shatad.

"Here."

Shatad accepted it without saying anything.

He looked at the grilled meat for a brief moment before taking a bite.

The moment the flavor spread through his mouth, his eyes widened slightly.

"This..."

He stared at the skewer in surprise.

He had already tasted the famous dishes served in the restaurant chains owned by the Blank Family, and the flavor was very similar to their barbecue meat.

However...

Eating that same taste while sitting beside a small bonfire in the middle of ruined mountains gave him a completely different feeling.

For a few moments, neither of them spoke.

They quietly finished their meal while only the crackling fire could be heard.

After eating the last piece of meat, Ethan tossed the wooden skewer into the fire and slowly stood up. He dusted off his hands before turning toward Shatad.

His expression gradually became serious.

"Have you thought about it enough?"

He looked directly into Shatad's eyes.

"If yes, then give me your answer. We don't have much time. Once he erupts with even greater strength, everything will become much more difficult. If he reaches the Ascension Realm, then it's over for all of us."

Shatad remained silent for a few moments before finally speaking.

"I do have a way to contact them."

He paused briefly.

"But that's all."

Ethan nodded thoughtfully before asking another question.

"How did you get involved with all of this?"