n the doorknob.As the door creaked open, a tall and slender old man with silver hair and white beard stood at the entrance."Hello..."Ranch didn't recognize the old man, but judging by his attire, he s...Chapter 29: Lanche's Healing Ace
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Feral drove toward Chilan with a twisted and menacing expression, utterly ignoring Chilan's final struggles.
His bloodshot eyes flickered with madness, like a wounded wolf starving in the night, dangerous and savage, hatred burning within them, as if it could consume the entire world.
Even if Ranch wants to play special mechanics, a single card is not enough to form a system.
Even limit feedback requires at least three card sets to form a set.
Ferrat knew that even if he defied the heavens and let Huberlian go today, he would never let Lang go!!
"Damn it!! Who do you think you're mocking like that!"
While Huberley chased Ferratt, he only felt that everything was over.
The mockery of a nanny from the ranch exceeded Huberlian's expectations, even adding a frenzied state to Ferrat.
Ferrat, driven mad, seemed to be unleashed with a newfound power. Hubleyan had never felt such fear from Ferrat before.
In the distance.
On the ground where Lance is.
"Teacher Fèilái, thank you for valuing me so much."
Lancy gazed at the approaching Ferrata in the sky, sincerely murmuring to himself.
Originally, Lanchi was still thinking about this round of entrance exams. If he helped his teammates give the examiners a [friendly exchange], they could basically pass it lying down.
It's a pity that I met a strict examiner.
Since things have come to this, he also needs to show the examiner due respect.
Gray clouds pressed down on the sky, seeming to shroud the entire Evenland Plain in an eerie silence. The sunlight was tightly blocked, leaving only a faint glow filtering through the gaps in the clouds, barely illuminating the grassland.
Lanche's eyes saw Ferrari, coming like a raging storm, unstoppable and insurmountable.
"Please calm down!"
Lan Qi's voice was clear and gentle, he smiled at Feila Te, as if trying to appease his anger.
Or, he wanted to use the magic card in his hand to heal Ferat's heart quickly before anger consumed him.
As Lan Qi's magical power infused the card, a fiery orange glow burst instantly from Lan Qi's hand.
Splinters of light danced and swirled, forming a golden totem in the air!
The magic cards in Lance's hand also gradually dissipated and began to take on a physical form.
A hazy mist suddenly surged onto the grassland, spreading like a blessing in all directions, instantly enveloping the entire land and awakening the suppressed vitality that had been weighed down by the dark clouds.
Followed by the gentle fragrance of birdsong and flowers.
In the sky, the originally dim sky began to brighten.
Emerging from the gaps in the clouds, like golden beams of light, they pierced through the darkness, illuminating the grasslands.
At this moment, flowers will bloom and clouds will gather!
And the center of this miracle was before Lance.
……
The whispers of astonishment weren't confined to the Council Chambers; the entire scene was descending into chaos. Even the many artificer masters observing from behind the scenes at the Artifice Institute widened their eyes, staring at this unprecedented exam display.
"He really pulled out an epic card!"
"Epics are also divided into trash cards and god cards, I don't know what kind this card is."
Of all the prestigious schools across South America, few students are fortunate enough to possess epic cards.
The Orange Epic, is the highest level of magic card that creatures in the world can see!
Every epic possesses uniqueness, anchoring the world and traversing history.
Once bound to one's soul, it can only be destroyed, leading to the annihilation of one's self and permanent erasure from existence until death. This bond cannot be broken.
Therefore, most epic cards will disappear with the death of their holder, fading into history and not being passed down.
This directly resulted in its numbers being quite limited in any given era.
Epic cards might not always be suitable for your own deck, and binding them essentially means that card slot is permanently occupied. Choosing your epic cards and systems this early on might not be the best decision.
What can make a strong player stronger are the Holy and Epic cards, but what can also bring them down are the same Holy and Epic cards!
The higher the quality of the card, the more difficult it is to unbind, and the worse the freedom of combination.
This is also the price of the "Pink Sacred" and "Orange Epic" grade cards.
Once bound too much, one's own flexibility in positioning will decrease more and more, and the system will also be fixed, losing the tactical diversity brought by magic cards being able to be freely combined according to the situation.
Therefore, whether to choose high-quality magic cards needs more careful consideration.
Like teenagers like Lance, when binding magic cards, they definitely wouldn't care about so much.
"Aside from whether or not this epic card suits him, can summoning such a gentle card at present fend off the enraged Ferrat"
In the meeting room of the Sage's Academy, a teacher couldn't help but speak with worry.
Epic cards often serve as the core of a system.
But the Ranch Summon, this one obviously isn't some kind of powerful aggressive summon.
...but rather a weak, support-type aura summon.
Only the scene on the magic screen was visible.
A gentle breeze wafted by, bringing the scent of fresh flowers. Dewdrops on the grass sparkled like countless transparent pearls, reflecting a rainbow of colors.
Like fairies descending upon the world, the prairie has transformed from a gloomy and oppressive scene to a beautiful landscape after the rain. It is even filled with the harmonious and peaceful atmosphere of a fairytale world.
The flower spirit summoned by the Lancer, reflects the ever-changing scenery, stained with the colors of the sun.
Time seemed to have pressed pause for her.
"
What a beautiful card.
"
In the conference room, both men and women couldn't help but gasp in awe at Lance's summoned creature.
Like a work of art, it is the masterpiece of the Creator.
This looks very healing.
Finally, the hazy mist dissipated.
Accompanied by a crisp and bright sound —
There has never been any calamity in this world, only great love!
Clad in a crimson gown, with a crown atop her head and gray hair entwined with thorns, she stood with her eyes closed, gently raising her hands as if in song.
At the same time, Ferat's body froze mid-air, he felt as if something inside him had snapped.
"Ahhhh!!!!!"
A hoarse, desperate roar, like a monster's anguished bellow, his cheek muscles twitching frantically as if unable to release the inner turmoil raging within him.
In the next instant, Ferrat plummeted from the sky like a bird with a broken wing!
Even Hughes' attention was drawn to the epic summoned creature that Lance had called forth.
Hearing the praise from this fairy, she also felt a little dazed and confused.
The long-suppressed urge to kill was almost unbearable, and I almost lost control, driven to lunge at Ferrat with my dagger and tear his heart out.
She hurriedly covered her heaving chest, trying to calm her racing heart.
She knew the changes on Ferret's body, and her own unusual state, must be related to this epic summoning card.
It not only affects enemies but also teammates!
This fairy seems to be able to mentally influence all targets on the field!
Finally.
When Huberlianne strained to focus, her eyes narrowed as she stared at the summoned creature from Ranchi.
If one looks closely, they will find that the summoned girl possesses an angelically pure aura.
In reality, it was a succubus with a hint of cunning in its smile!
【The Poet of Great Love】
Category: Summon Card
Grade: Orange Epic
[Class: 1]
Effect: Through enchanting rhythms, all creatures are influenced, causing their emotions to be amplified tenfold.
Note: "Love can create everything, and it can destroy everything!"
However.
At this point, the examiner Ferrat, who had fallen heavily to the ground, no longer had the opportunity to use an identification spell like Huberlian.
His rationality snapped the moment the voice of [The Great Love Poet] arose.
Emotions beyond limits surged with blood into his mind.
Ferlat had a brain hemorrhage.
[ ]rting to get back that feeling from the old days."Lanche smiled faintly and said with certainty.Upon hearing this, Zethira felt a little reassured.The cat boss in the shadows seemed to have a racing h...