Lu Jun's mind-linked abilities continuously scoured memories until he finally pinpointed the optimal moment to act—right at New York Airport.
A few days later, Red Cardinal Cold Prince would board his flight with the Triangular Dimensional Mirror, at which point only a single ordinary Super-Level subordinate would accompany him—likely Chigu of the Seven Ghosts, clad in red robes, also a ferrying leader.
"Huh? Lingling is coming too? Might as well pick her up along the way—meeting the Red Cardinal is really dangerous."
He noticed a blind spot, silently surprised, then thought it made sense. Since Mo Fan had been targeted for assassination, an external mind was needed to untangle the situation, so Lingling just happened to disembark at New York Airport.
Moments later, Lu Jun positioned himself on the outskirts of the airport while monitoring Mo Fan's progress.
The challenge at the American National Institute proceeded smoothly; even the Chinese team's captain and vice-captain did not intervene, leaving the third core, Mo Fan, to easily sweep through.
This battle was of great significance, solidifying the Nine Continents' National Institute team firmly in first place, widely regarded by global netizens as a benchmark test, and immediately recognized as a favorite for the championship.
However, the subsequent assassination attempt by the Black Vatican's Executioner shocked the entire world.
At this moment, Lu Jun, observing from the airport, could see the Liberty Temple area. Hail began to fall as he muttered, "It's starting."
He recalled that Pelly was an Ice and Psychic mage. During his second assassination attempt on Mo Fan, he had threatened a civilian girl's life, controlling her with psychic magic to lure Mo Fan into a trap.
Fortunately, this time Lu Jun had deliberately left the Night Thunder Dream Beast with the National Institute team, aiming to resolve the matter in one strike.
Using the Thousand-Mile Soul Lock, Lu Jun observed the battle from a distance.
On New York's bustling streets, a café was utterly destroyed by dense, spiked ice crystals.
Mo Fan clutched his bleeding arm and glared at the pale blue-robed man above, shouting angrily, "Who are you? Assaulting people in public?!"
Elsewhere, a sleek, elegant Dream Beast appeared in the shadows between skyscrapers, its broad back carrying a terrified Chinese girl unharmed, rescued just in time.
Pelly's face twisted into a sinister smile. "Tsk, tsk, tsk… such a pity, none of them died."
Mu Ningxue and Zhao Manyan, seeing Mo Fan in trouble, hurried over. Seeing Pelly in his blue attire, they whispered, "He's a member of the Black Vatican."
"Hehe, everyone's in such a hurry to die."
Facing three opponents alone, Pelly showed no fear. A cold, pale brilliance radiated from his body, vast and piercing chill spreading hundreds of meters. His Freezing Domain unfolded; countless ice spikes erupted from the ground, converging into forests aimed at Mo Fan and the others.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The extreme cold froze nearby buildings inch by inch. Glass shattered under the freezing temperatures, streets were shredded by ice spikes, and buildings collapsed.
Zhao Manyan hurriedly cast layered defensive magic, barely holding.
Luckily, bystanders had already fled, or a large number would have died.
In America, street-level combat was common; without such adaptability, survival would be impossible, and even ordinary citizens were used to daily firefights.
Pelly sneered, spreading his arms. Terrifying ice blades circled him, forming a towering snow tornado, rampaging across the streets.
Yet he wasn't done. A strange light flashed in his eyes; Mo Fan, trying to resist below, blinked—and dozens of eyes suddenly fixed on him from all directions.
Just as Mo Fan was about to be overwhelmed, the Night Thunder Dream Beast intervened. Its eyes spun mysteriously, dark ripples emanating from its body, layers spreading out to form a hazy domain. Countless shadowy phantoms manifested.
Heh heh heh!
Soon, the countless eyes that induced claustrophobic fear vanished before Mo Fan, replaced by a dim environment. Wisps of ghostly spirits arose, growing to shroud the sky, expanding into clawed specters that lunged at Pelly.
A terrifying wail echoed across the area, chilling the soul.
Nightmare Domain!
"Ah!" Pelly screamed. His soul-controlling magic was instantly broken as dozens of fierce spirits devoured his consciousness.
He had miscalculated. He hadn't expected the seemingly inconspicuous Night Thunder Dream Beast to be so strong—reaching Middle-Level Commander, specializing in spiritual attacks. Pelly's Fourth Realm Spiritual power fell behind.
It could be said that the Night Thunder Dream Beast's Shadow attribute facilitated concealment, restraint in presence, and stealth attacks.
"A good opportunity."
Mo Fan reacted swiftly, immediately activating Dominence of Night, coordinating seamlessly with the Night Thunder Dream Beast.
Buzz… The area was soon engulfed in surging black mist, a whole street disappearing into eerie darkness. Visibility dropped to zero, and with the chaotic dance of countless ghosts, it felt as if they had fallen into an underworld abyss.
The Night Thunder Dream Beast, like a tiger with wings, thrived in the dark. The Nightmare Domain's power surged, reaching near Grand Commander level.
Immediately, the duo quickly used Giant Shadow Nails to control Pelly's body. The dense black mist writhed, condensing into numerous dark blades, shooting out with a swish swish, forming a circle around Pelly and interweaving into a sealing formation.
In midair, Pelly hadn't yet recovered from the piercing soul pain when his body stiffened again, a strong sense of danger rising in his mind.
This time, he had probably overestimated himself—he was about to fail spectacularly.
"No, I still have Ice!"
Pelly's eyes glowed crimson. Relying on his Psychic magic resistance, he forcibly summoned a Snowstorm, ice blades circling wildly, seemingly attempting to slice through the darkness, tearing the sky apart.
Unfortunately, Mu Ningxue stepped up at the critical moment. Her silver hair fluttered, her sacred blue dress spun, her serene face radiating like an Ice Goddess. Her delicate body emitted a chilling aura, forcefully reclaiming the surrounding space and gradually pushing back Pelly's ice domain.
Though she couldn't completely dominate immediately, it was enough to restrain his Ice magic.
The two, along with the beast, worked together to pin Pelly firmly in place.
Woo woo woo!
At this moment, after the long street battle, the nearby Liberty Temple finally reacted. Dozens of temple mages in black-and-gold robes arrived, purple gales swirling around them. Leading them was none other than Oluna.
She shouted, "Who dares act recklessly in the territory of the Liberty Temple?!"
Several mages saw that Pelly couldn't move and acted without hesitation, surrounding him and capturing him alive.
Seeing the Chinese National Institute team, Oluna was both furious and fearful. If any members had been harmed by the Black Vatican right under the temple's nose, there would have been no way to explain it to the Nine Continents.
"Rest assured, this matter will be thoroughly investigated."
Oluna stated resolutely.
Mo Fan and the others breathed a sigh of relief. With the Liberty Temple here, peace had returned.
Elsewhere, Lu Jun withdrew his long-range observation. He nodded, satisfied. After being strengthened in Peru, the Night Thunder Dream Beast was now fully capable of handling itself, requiring no further attention.
Next, he patiently waited, lying in ambush for the arrival of Cold Prince.
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