He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 49. Dawn Victory!

Looking at Ian, who had a calm and indifferent expression on his face, and didn't even bother to cast a glance at the Mind Flayer commander on the ground.

Only then did Leal realize the difference between an ordinary poser and the king of posers.

However, it was too late. The Mind Flayer Commander had already been beheaded.

After a short silence, what immediately surged into Layal's heart was a strong shock and disbelief.

For a moment, Layal even suspected that his Master Ian had been replaced.

As an elder of the Phobos family, Layar has watched Ian grow up since he was a child.

Although he is called a butler, in fact, given the brotherly relationship between old Phobos and Leal, he should be more like a relative.

As Ian is the only child in the Phobos family, old Phobos and Leal have high hopes for him, starting from the moment he could walk.

Leal taught Ian chivalry and swordsmanship.

But Ian's talent, to put it mildly, is a mess.

Ian's poor swordsmanship talent has been with him for more than ten years.

Leal had long given up hope on Ian's swordsmanship.

But now, what did he see?
Our young master Ian, who can turn swordsmanship into dance moves, actually used such a shocking sword move?
As swift as thunder and as agile as a ghost.

Lyall couldn't help but think of Ian's flattery of old Phobos's swordsmanship.

"A flash of cold light comes first, and then the sword emerges like a dragon!"

This scene is obviously more suitable for Ian just now!

That sword strike like thunder was enough to make any knight skilled in swordsmanship feel inferior.

That is the real sword!
There are no fancy names or variations of moves, just that extremely fast sword.

If you don’t go out, then fine. But if you go out, you will definitely kill someone!
This seems to go against the current style of the Rodri Continent that pursues the addition of sword energy and gorgeous moves.

But if you think about it, isn't this what fighting is all about?

Why so much fancy stuff? If you can kill the enemy with one strike, why use a second strike?

This is pure, sure-kill swordsmanship, but...

When did Ian learn this technique?

Not to mention that he had an epiphany overnight from the swordsmanship he taught Ian.

To put it bluntly, even old Phobos, the recognized number one swordsman in the Principality of Birka, does not have this level of swordsmanship.

However, Layal was not surprised that Ian could easily kill the Mind Flayer Commander.

He clearly remembered that Ian said that there were still some people with that physique in the Rodri continent.

Based on this point alone, Ian will be invincible unless the Demon King appears.

Not to mention, Ian is not without equipment. On the contrary, Ian's equipment is even more terrifying.

A fully enchanted diamond armor, just this set of equipment, if the Mind Flayer Commander had hit Ian just now.

At most, if Ian took a step back, the Mind Flayer commander would be killed on the spot.

so……

The "wisdom" of the Mind Flayer commander once again harmed him, and this time the price he paid was his life.

"Your Holiness! Are you okay?"

Layal suppressed his excitement and took a step forward, avoiding the gazes of Uriel and others, and looked at Ian with eyes full of eagerness and desire for knowledge.

I guess if the situation permits, he would like to have a sparring match with Ian now.

Ian understood and gave Leal a reassuring look.

Then he chuckled and asked:
"What can happen to me? The dawn is always shining on me..."

Uriel, Haniya and other Winged Tribe members finally came to their senses and had no time to pay attention to the victory below.

He rushed forward in two steps, looked at Ian carefully, and noticed that his clothes were not even wrinkled.

The next moment, Uriel fell to his knees and kowtowed in front of Ian's shoes with a face full of shame.

"My subordinate failed to guard well and almost put His Holiness the Pope in danger. Please punish me, Your Holiness the Pope!" Ian smiled and helped Uriel up. The strong man was more than a head taller than him, but at the moment, he was trying his best to bend down and always keep himself a head lower than Ian.

"The incident happened suddenly. He's quite powerful, so it's normal that you couldn't react quickly. If you truly feel guilty, then under the light of dawn, work hard to become stronger."

"Yes! Your Majesty the Pope!"

Uriel looked at Ian with a touched expression.

"Your kindness and generosity are as majestic as the dawn, like a father and a selfless Lord! Thank you for your forgiveness!"

"If this happens again, I will die in repentance!"

After saying that, Uriel glared fiercely at the corpse of the Mind Flayer Commander on the ground.

"Zorego! Throw this filthy demon down! Leave his body exposed in the wilderness as a warning to others!"

But before the Winged Man could take any action, Ian raised his hand to stop him.

"Before leaving the city, I promised the people of Blackwater City that I would bring them a great victory."

"The corpse of this Mind Flayer commander is the best trophy. Let's keep it for now."

"Take it back and hang it on the city wall. Anyone who becomes an enemy of the Dawn Cult will become dust under the Dawn Cult's monument of merit just like him!"

Wu Lie'er suddenly realized and said hurriedly:

"Your Holiness the Pope has great foresight, and I am far behind!"

"Okay, stop flattering me."

Ian faced the crowd, and the golden scepter appeared in his hand again, showing its sacredness.

"The war is over. We have achieved a great victory. There is no need to focus on the demons now."

Hearing this, the people of the Winged Clan finally came to their senses and looked at each other in a daze.

The next moment, cheers rose to the sky.

"We won!"

"We defeated the demon army!"

"Dawn is above! Your Holiness is above! Thanks to your mercy and majesty, we have defeated the incredible enemy!"

"The dawn will last forever!"

Soon, the cheers turned into praises for the dawn.

The Winged People were quite cultured, at least not like Markov, who asked him to come up with his own unique prayer.

This guy pondered over it all night, and finally said to Ian, "Dawn! That's awesome!"

The Winged Clan's praise for the Dawn was still very elegant, although of course, the exaggerations were extremely extreme.

Ian listened to a few words and stopped paying attention to them.

Standing on the edge of the sky island, he looked down at Rashia and the others who were also cheering below.

For them, this was an incredible victory. The most important thing was that maids like Lacia had never fought against demons before.

It was also in this battle that the majesty of Dawn was promoted.

Momentum, this mysterious thing, has already emerged in Lacia and the others.

The team of holy nuns of the Dawn Cult set off.

"One day..."

Suddenly, Ian spoke softly, so softly that only Layal beside him could hear it.

"One day, I will make the Hundred Races Alliance stand on the land of the Far East and cheer like this."

"Of course, before that day arrives, the Hundred Races Alliance must first become a child of the Dawn."

Layal chuckled and glanced at Ian, his eyes filled with the same faith and respect as other believers.

"Of course you will, Master Ian."

Simply because you are our great and merciful God of Dawn!

(End of this chapter)