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Chapter 1292 - 962 Warlord Statues and Warlord Banners (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 1292: Chapter 962 Warlord Statues and Warlord Banners (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

The middle-aged man, upon hearing her speak, suddenly revealed a hint of tenderness on his face and looked at the Chief of Heroic Spirits with some pity, whispering, "Because... it’s only in front of her that I can feel like I, Kenton, am a man. Do you understand? You’re too domineering, dominating everything to the point where even my every word and deed must comply with your demands and orders. Thelma, you’ll never understand what kind of woman a man truly desires."

The Chief of Heroic Spirits seemed completely stunned, and Kenton’s face turned indifferent once more, "The grievances between us have reached the point where they must end. I have endured until now, and now is the time to put an end to all this. The vengeance for the death of my wife and daughter must be sought from you. Thelma, only your death can soothe the hatred in my heart—"

While speaking, he raised his palm high, and as the Chief of Heroic Spirits watched it fall toward her, she had long since lost the strength to resist. Yet, she felt no fear, only calmly saying, "Kenton, if you kill me, my father will not let you off. He will surely kill you to accompany me in death. Even in the land of the dead, we will still be together, never to part."

"Hmph, your father?" Kenton’s face suddenly showed a hint of scorn, "After all these years, your father hasn’t shown himself again. I know the perils of leaving the starry universe, so dire it can be called a life-and-death situation. Do you really think your father could return to this universe? Moreover, I can fuse the power of the Giant Arm. Even if your father does return to the universe, I won’t necessarily fear him."

"I’ve always been waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the chance to kill you once and for all. It was only today that I finally got it. Thelma, go ahead and die—"

The middle-aged man suddenly roared and brought his heavy palm down. The Chief of Heroic Spirits screamed at the top of her voice, "Shut up! My father will be fine; my father is the greatest..."

Before she could continue, the palm of the middle-aged man, Kenton, had already struck her in the face, immediately splattering blood.

"Kenton... I really... love... you..."

The Chief of Heroic Spirits’s head began to shatter, and she struggled to utter a few words. Finally, with a booming sound, it exploded into countless fragments, each piece turning into bright, glowing lights ascending, her soul torn asunder, her power dissipated, returning to the cosmos of the universe.

Once invincible, even said to have ruled over the starry universe, the Chief of Heroic Spirits fell, and the Hall of Spirit Heroes ceased to exist.

Having personally slain the murderer of his wife and child, the middle-aged man’s expression didn’t convey joy but revealed endless agony. He suddenly knelt down and let out a sorrowful howl to the heavens.

He knew that the Chief of Heroic Spirits truly loved him, which is why she had cruelly killed his wife. Yet, he couldn’t forgive her. When he personally struck down the woman who loved him and avenged his wife and child, his heart felt emptier rather than joyous or satisfied; all that remained was a shattered soul and boundless sorrow.

Su Yu silently watched from the side, never expecting that Yana’s mother’s death would involve a love triangle. The Chief of Heroic Spirits had personally killed Yana’s mother in her quest to have Kenton. Perhaps Yana’s mother knew about the identity of the Chief of Heroic Spirits and her relationship with Kenton, which is why she never told Yana the truth. Looking back now, as an outsider, Su Yu too felt the sorrow and regret.

Love was indeed the most mysterious emotion in the world. Even a being as powerful as the Chief of Heroic Spirits, a mere half-step away from divine level, couldn’t escape the power of love and ultimately fell because of it.

As the Chief of Heroic Spirits disappeared into the wind and Kenton howled to the sky, Su Yu stood silently to the side. Suddenly, from the remote ends, a faint sigh could be heard.

"Who?" Su Yu’s heart tightened, and the middle-aged man, who was still howling, instantly stood up, immediately unleashing a terrifying power. Although he was emotionally tumultuous and in pain, his vigilance was even higher than Su Yu’s.

This faint sigh came from beneath the distant Warlord Statue. Hearing Su Yu’s challenge, the faint sigh sounded once more, "It begs the question... what is love... that even true gods cannot escape... let alone you... lamentable, pitiable..."

It seemed the owner of the voice had witnessed everything that had transpired between Kenton and the Chief of Heroic Spirits, perhaps grasped the situation, and, moved by the scene, couldn’t help but feel a tinge of sorrow.

Su Yu and the Sky-gazing Giant Eye were beings of extraordinary might, yet even they couldn’t pinpoint the exact location of this voice’s owner.

Su Yu and the middle-aged man Kenton exchanged a glance, both showing a hint of shock in their eyes.

The middle-aged man Kenton moved suddenly, his figure disappearing into the squinting Sky-gazing Giant Eye that hovered in the void. Immediately, the Giant Eye snapped wide open, filled with raging energy as if it had fully regained its vitality. Beams of power were released in an attempt to pinpoint the exact location of the owner of the voice that had just sounded.

Su Yu simultaneously released his Divine Sense, but no matter how they sensed, they found nothing but emptiness. In this space, apart from the towering stone sculpture that reached to the heavens, there were no other living beings present.

"There’s no use looking... If I don’t wish to be found, you’ll never find me. If I wish to appear, it would be very difficult for you not to see me..."

The voice carried a faint smile. Suddenly, Su Yu felt a chill down his spine and a shiver in his heart. He swiftly turned his head and saw a figure floating in the void behind him, unbeknownst to him when it had appeared.

The figure sat cross-legged, floating in mid-air; his expression was one of a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. Though suspended there, neither Su Yu nor the Sky-gazing Giant Eye could sense his presence, much less capture his aura.

This figure, clad in a simple coarse cloth robe, had a thick wooden staff placed on his knees. Though his face appeared young, his eyes revealed a depth of ancient weariness. His natural floating carried an aura of a primordial ancient presence.

For some reason, as Su Yu looked at him, he felt an inexplicable sense of reverence and couldn’t even muster the thought to resist.

"As a descendant of the Chinese, why don’t you pay a homage in front of the Warlord Statue?" The man pointed a hand from afar, and Su Yu’s gaze involuntarily followed it, only to feel a tremor in his heart as he looked toward the majestic statue that touched the sky.

"The Warlord Statue?" He recalled the battle at the Aztec in which he suffered great injury, and when various tribes sought to take advantage of his weakness, a "Warlord Banner" appeared and saved his life. Could there be a connection between this "Warlord Statue" and the "Warlord Banner"?

"Is that the ’Warlord Statue’? What is its relationship with the ’Warlord Banner’?" Su Yu felt curious; partly because the man recognized him as a descendant of the Chinese, and partly because this "Warlord Statue" had some connection with the "Warlord Banner" that had once saved his life.

"Warlord Banner?" Suddenly, the man who had appeared so indifferent, his face showing a slight change in expression, snatched the staff that lay across his knees and pressed it down on Su Yu’s shoulder.

Su Yu’s body was merging with two percent of the "Thunder and Lightning Sun’s" energy, possessing unmatched power and a stature that reached two thousand meters in height. Yet, when pressed by this mere staff, he felt completely immobilized.

"What?" Su Yu inhaled a sharp breath of cold air, immediately mustering his strength, ten wings "shushing" out from his back as he prepared to resist.

The "Sky-gazing Giant Eye" watched from a distance. Upon hearing "Warlord Statue," it finally vaguely recalled something and its heart started to race. It released its power, enveloping the seemingly shabby Giant Arm below and attempted to flee.

"You may leave if you wish, but not before you genuflect sincerely three times in front of the Warlord Statue. I don’t think that would tarnish your dignity."

The man pressed down on Su Yu’s enormous body with the staff, and upon hearing his cold words, the middle-aged man Kenton within the Sky-gazing Giant Eye reemerged. He bowed deeply before the statue without any hesitation, kneeling on the ground and bowing three times in quick succession.

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