Chapter 602 Rune
Vladimir’s froze as he gazed at Jonathan. “Do you understand what’s going on, Jonathan? Every second delay means another second closer to our deaths. Are you sure you want to negotiate with me at a time like this?”
Jonathan shrugged. “We don’t have to negotiate. Just let go of Joselle.” As he spoke, Jonathan dropped Irving and seated himself cross-legged on a rock like he was enjoying the show.
“You little…” Vladimir yelled through gritted teeth, but the sight of the nearly bare Flaming Tree caused him to regain his composure. He wrapped a pill in spiritual energy and sent it flying over to Jonathan.
However, Jonathan shook his head when the pill arrived in his hand. “This is not the same as the pill I took all those years ago. Since you’re reluctant to work together, I cannot hand him over.”
“Enough!” Vladimir cursed. “Do you actually know what you’re talking about? This is the pill you consumed! We’ll all die here if you don’t believe me!”
Jonathan grinned at Vladimir who was fuming with rage.
“Calm down. I was seriously injured back then and had no idea what I consumed. I wouldn’t know it even if you simply gave me one at random. That is why I must first verify its authenticity.”
Jonathan put the pill carefully away before speaking once more.
“You were the one to have sealed our formation plate before. Hand it over, and I’ll hand Irving to you.”
At the sound of those two words, Vladimir flushed red and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
“You are taking advantage of the situation. I won’t give you the formation plate even if I die, Jonathan.”
“Then you will die.”
As Jonathan spoke, he picked up Irving and turned to go.
“Stay where you are!”
Vladimir’s voice sounded from the valley. Jonathan turned around slowly.
“Have you thought about it?” Jonathan said calmly. “Hand over the formation plate!”
“I’ll give it to you,” Vladimir conceded through gritted teeth. With a flip of his wrist, the formation plate, the size of a palm, morphed into light and landed in Jonathan’s hand.
Jonathan reached out to take the square formation plate. As soon as his skin made contact, he learned the formation of the Three Ultimate Formations via a sudden epiphany.
He felt like a giant gazing down on a sand tray where every mountain, river, tree, and flower in Summerbank Abyss was imprinted clearly in Jonathan’s mind.
“This is amazing!” Jonathan exulted as he sensed the message brought on by the formation plate.
When he was about to take a more profound step in learning the functions of the formation plate, a shapeless repulsive force came from the formation plate and ejected his mental energy.
“I know you’re worried I would use the formation plate against you once we lock this monster away, Jonathan,” Vladimir said coldly from the valley. “Though the formation plate is in your hand, it is imbued with my spiritual sense. None of us can use it. Fair enough, isn’t it? We’ll all die if you don’t throw the kid over right now.”
As Vladimir spoke, his fingers broke apart. The leaves from the Flaming Tree below ceased falling.
In the distance, the screen of red light surrounding Joselle began to flicker incessantly.
“How are you so ill-tempered despite your age?” Jonathan lifted the unconscious Irving and threw him toward the valley. “He’s yours. Hurry up and seal it. I have urgent matters to attend to outside the forest.”
“Smart boy,” Vladimir snarled before receiving Irving and flying over to the branches of the Flaming Tree.
In the same manner when Sofus was sacrificed, Vladimir once more spent his blood essence and prepared to draw runic symbols on Irving’s body.
As Irving’s flesh decayed rapidly, a series of talismans appeared on his back.
Just when Vladimir retracted his hand in preparation for the final seal, Jonathan’s finger twitched from the summit.
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