Damned Healer-Chapter 747: Brilliant Accident

The anger Gildor had shown earlier was already enough to leave people speechless, so when he suddenly released killing intent, everyone became even more terrified.

"Wait, wait! Please, listen for a second!" Myna shouted anxiously as she stepped forward solemnly.

At this point, she was extremely regretful for having brought Veyra along. After all, the reason only six of them had come was to avoid looking hostile or threatening. And even so, right in the middle of this sect's territory, Veyra still dared to challenge Gildor in front of everyone.

They couldn't imagine anything worse than could've happened… This old Queen's head had to be full of shit!

Gildor's killing intent not only terrified and shocked the Queens, but also the sect's big shots, prompting Ruan to quickly shout: "Sect Leader! Let's hear what Queen Myna has to say…"

However, by this point, Gildor's figure had already surged forward like a storm of flames.

"Fall back!"

Myna shouted loudly as an icy light burst from her body, and a massive wave of mist blasted the three young women behind them far away.

Ruan, seeing that it was inevitable, roared: "Form the formation!"

All the Palace Masters flew into the sky simultaneously, instantly creating a massive barrier of fire runes.

The moment Gildor moved, the entire courtyard fell out of control. But thanks to the Palace Masters' barrier, no excessively powerful energy would leak out and destroy the sect.

Only the three Queens and the Sect Leader remained inside.

As for Darian…

His expression was quite ugly.

It was already very obvious that the one who had pushed this situation out of control was not Queen Veyra, but Gildor.

Myna had been quite sincere, even showing respect, remaining calm and polite. Yet in return, Gildor had 'subtly' provoked them, taking the initiative to bring up old conflicts and further stir the hatred already simmering in Veyra. As if that weren't enough, he had also fully exposed matters that should not have been revealed to everyone present…

Gildor knew that old woman's personality; her temper was like an active volcano… If she hadn't exploded in fury and lost control, that would've been strange. Therefore, the only explanation for his actions was that he had done it on purpose.

Darian was sure he had made it clear back at the Golden Celestial Lake that he didn't want to be used by others. Anything that interfered with or had a chance of delaying his cultivation would be considered his enemy. But…

He was certain: Gildor was setting something up and wanted to drag him into it at some point.

The main reason for thinking this was the fact that the three Queens had specifically chosen their three direct successors to accompany them.

Bringing them right when Gildor was announcing his direct disciple? No one was stupid; this was a clear provocation, since the three young women were obviously superior to everyone in the sect.

'Darian… don't be so irritated. My husband has plans to benefit you. Just wait and trust him, I promise you won't regret it.'

Suddenly, a voice sounded in his mind. Darian turned and met Minril's gaze.

In that instant, his mind jolted.

'Fuck… I got played…'

Darian now understood the looks Minril and Chrysos had exchanged at the very beginning, and why she alone had been the one talking and explaining things to him. That Master of his had clearly realized Darian had a tendency to be more lenient with this Dragoness.

"..." In response, Darian merely sighed and nodded. Indeed… he accepted her words easily, even knowing everything.

At that moment, Gildor had already arrived in front of the three Queens.

"You think I'm afraid!?"

Veyra's entire body erupted with waves of water as she roared in fury.

Her eyes turned pitch black. The water around her also changed, becoming dark and ominous, saturated with terrifying Yin. Without waiting, torrents shot toward Gildor.

At that moment, Myna and Kaltis could no longer hold back and also sprang into action, appearing beside Veyra as black mist and shadowy ice burst from their bodies.

The three Queens unleashed the maximum power of their bloodlines and charged simultaneously at Gildor.

As for the three direct disciples of the Bakunawa Abyssal Triarchy who had been blasted away by Myna… they remained kneeling on the ground, eyes wide as they watched from afar.

It was the first time in their lives they had seen the three Queens working together to deal with a single person.

Their combined attack was, without a doubt, the most powerful strike of their entire lineage. The terrifying cold was so intense that even Darian felt a sense of pressure. He would need to activate his full primordial physique to try to defend against it.

Minril remained standing beside Darian, with no intention of helping.

As for Gildor, he faced the three Queens directly and simply raised his left palm. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Time seemed to slow down.

Even the weakest disciples of the Golden Crow Sect could clearly see Gildor's blazing hand extend and slowly open, revealing a golden light like a sun.

They watched the golden light move forward to meet the three Queens, who looked capable of toppling almost anything in the universe.

The scene looked like a golden firefly charging toward a bluish mountain. But…

"!"

The instant the faint golden light collided with the power of the three Queens, everyone's hearts clenched at the same time. Yet no explosion of energy could be heard.

Instead, in that moment, everything seemed to suddenly petrify; the three Queens completely stopped advancing…

It was as if time itself had abruptly and completely frozen.

The only signs that time was still passing were the violently trembling pupils of the three Queens.

That unbelievable scene lasted only a few moments before the golden light suddenly flickered and dissipated with a soft sound.

Then, the three of them were blasted backward as if struck by a hammer.

*Bang*

They slammed into the barrier, then fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

"What?!" The sect disciples were shocked.

'Golden Life Domain… ninth level of the Golden Crow Canon.' Darian nodded, understanding the technique Gildor had used.

That was the ninth level of the Golden Crow Canon, a power capable of dominating the target's three life energies. It only worked on figures who were far weaker in those three aspects and were still defenseless against the attack.

Gildor's cultivation was not only several levels above the three Queens, but he had also worked hard to maximize his life energies, allowing him to use this technique. Darian was satisfied. This Sect Leader was truly talented and hardworking.

Gildor's expression remained warm and impassive, devoid of any emotion.

Meanwhile, Myna and Kaltis wore bitter expressions, while Veyra's face now showed clear traces of fear amid her rage.

Gildor snorted and waved his hand, and a blade of golden fire shot forward like an arrow.

*Pierce!*

"Ah!"

A groan of excruciating pain escaped Veyra's lips as her body was hurled through the air, crashing into the barrier once again.

The arrow pierced violently through her body; a long jet of blood flowed from the wound in her chest.

Kaltis and Myna moved in perfect sync, activating their powers and grabbing Veyra. They placed their hands on her back and hurriedly activated their water power to stabilize her internal injuries.

They could tell Gildor didn't want to kill them so quickly, so they saved the Queen in desperation.

The entire place fell silent.

The three disciples brought by the Queens were stunned, unable, or perhaps unwilling, to believe what they had just witnessed.

Although they had heard of the unmatched power of the Sect Leader, they had never imagined that the three Queens, whom they regarded as goddesses, would be reduced to such a tragic state in a single casual move… it was a swift and complete defeat, like crushing an ant.

They finally understood why, in the past, the Bakunawa Abyssal Triarchy chose to swallow its anger after Gildor attacked them.

It definitely wasn't that the three Queens were too weak; Gildor was simply far too strong, in a terrifying way. And this… was still him alone.

He and his wife were known for always fighting together, a combination that could defeat any enemy. But now, just him alone was already something impossible to go against.

"Queen!" Anxious and panicked, Vymara shouted.

That Queen's vital energy was already in decline, and she wouldn't live more than a few centuries. So any heavy damage or excessive use of power meant less time to live. But she soon breathed in relief after sensing that Veyra's injury wasn't too severe, though the Queen's face was still pale.

"Great Sect Leader of the Golden Crow… please, have mercy!" Myna shouted desperately. "We truly did not come here with hostile intentions!"

"Sect Leader, please calm down!" Chrysos said as he approached Gildor's side.

Gildor slowly nodded.

Veyra raised her gaze, staring coldly at Gildor without saying a word.

"Killing Veyra is not beneficial for either side… I beg you to think carefully." Kaltis stood up, her two hands still trembling as she spoke. "We only came because of the Demonic Sea Orc matter. We definitely did not come here intending to provoke you."

Gildor completely ignored the two of them as he stared back at Veyra and provoked her emotionlessly:

"I really thought you had grown stronger over these past years, to dare bark so wildly in front of me… but your bark still has no bite."

"Gildor!"

Veyra's hand pressed against the ground while her eyes looked ready to burst. However, the moment the words left her mouth, Myna shouted: "Veyra, shut up!"

Kaltis also gritted her teeth, turned to Veyra, and said: "Veyra, if you want to die, don't drag us with you! If you get this worked up over just a few words, then you wasted all these years of your life! You only recently accepted a direct disciple, someone you yourself said was like a daughter, and now you're about to get her killed too, damn it!"

The two Queens had a huge urge to slap this crazy old woman several times, but… they knew Veyra's rage had never managed to dissipate her hatred over these past thousand years. They could only curse themselves for bringing her to this sect.

Kaltis's voice was like a bucket of boiling water thrown in Veyra's face. Veyra's teeth clenched with cracking sounds, but… feeling Vymara right behind her, staring at her back in desperation, Veyra finally swallowed the curses in her mouth along with the blood.

"Fine… so be it…" Veyra's voice wavered between collapse and mockery. "Gildor, I admit it: this defeat is mine. I was the architect of my own ruin, and before your strength, I accept that I am nothing but scrap. I was unable to crush you, and my vengeance will die choking in my throat."

Suddenly, a twisted smile full of disdain tore across her pale face.

"However, there is one glory you, Gildor, will never dare to touch!" Her voice rose into a shrill, hoarse pitch, cutting the air like shattered glass. "Your sect, stripped of your shadow, is a joke before my Bakunawa Abyssal Triarchy! Look around… in this pathetic Golden Crow Sect of yours, you are nothing but a giant surrounded by dwarfs. There isn't a single disciple here who can match you!"

She let out a dry laugh that seemed to come from the depths of her soul.

"I may not be your equal today… but time is my ally. The day we both turn to dust, your successor will have no choice but to crawl and kiss the feet of my heirs. You are just a solitary flash of lightning, Gildor… a brilliant accident that will leave nothing but ashes in the dark. Hahaha!"