Fantasy Lord: Beginning with Daily Intelligence

"Boy, since you know me, you should know that I am a Marquis, and you are just a Viscount. What chance do you think you have!"

Hearing Thor’s words, Bartlemy Bianchi couldn’t help but laugh in anger.

He never expected that a mere Viscount, leading just over fifty knights, would dare to challenge him.

He took a step forward, and a surge of immense Life Source Power rushed out as his figure soared into the sky.

Marquis Bartlemy Bianchi was, in fact, a Sky Knight.

Not only him, but an elder behind him also ascended into the sky, and two powerful Life Source Powers fiercely pressed upon Thor and his group.

The previously calm surroundings were suddenly swept by a gust of strong winds, and an overwhelming sense of oppression began spreading from the outside.

Behind Thor, each knight felt their bodies become heavy.

Even Reine’s expression changed slightly.

But just as the pressure surged in.

Thor, at this moment, stepped forward, and a frosty blue Law Mark gradually appeared between his brows.

"What is this?"

"A Law Mark!"

Bartlemy Bianchi looked at Thor, first sneering, but after the Law Mark appeared between Thor’s brows, his expression changed slightly.

However, he quickly noticed that the aura on Thor was only that of an Earth Knight.

He couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"Boy, the Law Mark is powerful, but it’s just a Law Mark, representing only your future. If you die now, you have no future."

Bartlemy Bianchi spoke coldly, a hint of killing intent appearing in his eyes.

The Law Mark indicated that Thor would certainly have a chance to step into the Holy Sanctuary, perhaps even the Divine Domain. Such an existence, if offended now, he wouldn’t let go.

Of course, he initially had no intention of letting him go, but now his killing intent grew even stronger.

"Is that so?"

Listening to Bartlemy Bianchi’s words, Thor spoke calmly.

As his words fell, the Law Mark on his forehead radiated a faint brilliance.

The next moment.

"Buzz!"

A ripple spread across the entire surrounding world.

In the next moment, layers of frost began spreading in the fifty-meter radius, the previously scorching air suddenly cooled, and any remaining water droplets quickly froze.

And it wasn’t just the water.

The surrounding flora also began to be engulfed in ice.

Another round of wind swept up, but this time it wasn’t the oppressive force of the Sky Knight, but felt like the most natural wind of the world.

The wind grew stronger.

Snowflakes began to coalesce and float down from the sky.

Bartlemy Bianchi and the other Sky Knight, along with the hundreds he brought, immediately sensed something was off.

"What is this?"

In the sky, the elder beside Bartlemy Bianchi muttered, first puzzled, but then his pupils widened, revealing disbelief.

"Bartlemy, retreat quickly!"

The elder shouted in alarm, trying to quickly retreat.

Yet at this moment, he found his body frozen, making movement extremely difficult.

Ice even crept through his bloodstream.

"What’s happening?"

The elder’s alarmed cry brought Bartlemy Bianchi to his senses but quickly he too discovered his body’s blood, cells, bones, and muscles being covered in ice.

This made him panic.

He quickly tried to mobilize Life Source Power, but even it seemed to be coated in ice, becoming sluggish.

Instinctively looking below.

The knight order of hundreds had already largely turned into ice sculptures.

The remaining ones retreated in terror.

But the power of the ice continued to spread.

"Ahhhh!"

A terrifying voice suddenly sounded, a great knight watched in horror as ice spread from his feet, quickly engulfing his entire body, freezing even his scream.

The scene undoubtedly terrified everyone.

Instinctively trying to flee.

But the power of the Pseudo Domain, combined with the Power of Laws, was something the strongest Earth Knights couldn’t resist.

Soon, one by one, the figures turned into ice sculptures.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two terrifying Life Source Powers suddenly erupted.

As Sky Knights, though frozen, they still managed to unleash Life Source Power, dispersing the cold and ice in an instant.

But at this moment, fear was evident in their pupils.

"Domain Prototype!"

"Damn it, how could it be?"

Bartlemy Bianchi’s expression changed completely, his previous arrogance and mockery disappeared.

This scene left him with just fear and a desire to curse.

The Domain Prototype was something even the Sky Knight Peak couldn’t possess, only those who had taken a step into the Holy Sanctuary could.

For those with a Domain Prototype, breaking into the Holy Sanctuary was inevitable.

The only question was when.

How could he not be terrified?

As for cursing, he couldn’t understand how a Viscount, who seemed only in his twenties, could possess a Domain Prototype, or reach beyond the Sky Knight Peak.

This seemed impossible.

In one’s twenties, reaching the Great Knight stage was already considered prodigious. Reaching Earth Knight would earn them His Majesty the King’s attention.

A Holy Sanctuary in the twenties, even a Half-Step Sanctuary, seemed utterly impossible.

"Sir, sir, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Here are the Law Fragments you wanted!"

"Additionally, to make up for my offense, I’m willing to offer a compensation of one hundred thousand gold coins."

"No, two hundred thousand gold coins!"

Bartlemy Bianchi’s heart filled with fear, but his actions and words were straightforward.

With a wave, five Law Fragments appeared, and he quickly added more.

Evidently, he was much smarter compared to the one Thor encountered before.

Unfortunately, Thor had no intention of letting his Pseudo Domain be exposed, as it was an extremely important trump card for him, at least until the very end.

Moreover, he sensed Bartlemy’s earlier killing intent. In a Kingdom War, Thor had no reason to let him go.

"Only now do you think of surrendering? Isn’t it a bit late!"

Thor spoke with a faint smile, his figure slowly rising, his voice amused, with a hint of mockery.

"Sir, sir!"

"This, this is truly a misunderstanding!"

"Fifty thousand, I can offer fifty thousand gold coins as ransom, and I can also help you gather Law Fragments."

Bartlemy Bianchi quickly offered, hearing Thor’s words.

He was sweating profusely, even as a Sky Knight, the gap compared to a Half-Step Sanctuary was clear to him.

Yet his words only garnered a shake of Thor’s head.

This made his face turn even paler.

(Spent ten dollars on a cover, arrived a bit late)