A farm that breeds gods and demons
Chapter 858 - 650 Amori Civilization_1

Chapter 858: Chapter 650 Amori Civilization_1

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With a "whoosh," the Golden Ball shot out, but was immediately caught by a hand, belonging to none other than the Elder of the Tenth, who held the number ten ball.

The Elder of the Tenth chuckled lightly, "Sixth Elder, why such fury? Discarding this Golden Ball—do you intend to relinquish your position as the Sixth Elder? I believe, many would break their heads for a chance at your seat," said the youthful-looking, tall, and maturely attractive woman.

While laughing softly, she tossed the number six Golden Ball back to the Sixth Elder.

"Hmph," the Sixth Elder’s face looked ugly as he caught the Golden Ball. His earlier actions had indeed been too reckless and thinking back, he broke into a cold sweat.

The Golden Ball was a symbol of their status and identity. To throw it away had indeed been too impulsive.

The Elder of the Third spoke in a sinister tone, "This matter cannot be left at that. The authority of the Empire cannot be violated."

"Elder of the Third, what do you suggest?" asked the Seventh Elder.

The Elder of the Third sneered, "I have already sought an audience with King of Thunder. He was about to be slain by a joint effort of the Black Warriors, but was unexpectedly saved by the sudden arrival of the Elder of the Second. Hmph, why would the Elder of the Second save King of Thunder if not harboring ulterior motives? He and the Black Warrior must be engaged in some secret dealings unknown to us. Even if we cannot personally punish the Black Warrior, we can still make use of other forces. No matter what, we must uproot these Black Warriors this time. I am quite eager to see the expression on the Elder of the Second’s face when he learns of the Black Warrior’s demise— what a spectacle that will be."

"Excellent idea," the Sixth and Seventh Elders’ eyes lit up as they said in unison, "Indeed, the Elder Council may restrict us from taking action, but we can leverage the power of our race. Even without using the forces of the Silver Troops, eradicating these remnants of the Black Warriors is no difficult task."

"Without eliminating these Black Warriors, the indignation will not subside," the Elder of the Third revealed a vicious smile and said, "A mere rabble of Black Warriors, let’s see how long you can remain arrogant and presumptuous."

As the Elder of the Third left the grandest building at the peak, a silver flying craft was already waiting in front of him.

"Big brother, what was the final decision of the Elder Council? Are they preparing to make a move against those Black Warriors?" asked a middle-aged man stepping out from the silver flying craft.

The middle-aged man had an imposing face, with a blue lightning mark on his forehead and draped in a silver robe. His voice always carried an air of authority; he was none other than King of Thunder, one of the three giants of the "Silver Empire," revealed.

The Elder of the Third shook his head, and King of Thunder’s face showed a mix of disappointment and resentful dissatisfaction.

"There’s no need to fret. I will avenge this disgrace for you no matter what. Come, follow me to ’Amori City’."

The eyes of King of Thunder sparkled as he said, "Big brother, are you thinking of...?"

The Elder of the Third nodded, a cold smile on his face as he turned to look back at the summit of the Imperial City and said, "Even without the power of the Silver Empire, we can still destroy those damned Black Warriors. And what’s most important is..."

He lowered his voice, whispering so only King of Thunder could hear, "I suspect these Black Warriors have some collusion with the Elder of the Second. Perhaps they have already formed an alliance, with the Black Warriors becoming a force they stealthily cultivated. This will be a serious hindrance to our future power struggle. No matter what, we must eradicate this force of the Black Warriors this time."

The face of King of Thunder changed, and he nodded solemnly, whispering, "Yes, how could I not have thought of that? Wang An is indeed suspicious."

The Elder of the Third smirked coldly, "This time, I intend to crush their arrogance and foul aura, to let all the Elders understand that I am the best candidate to shape the future of the Silver Empire."

The two conversed while entering the silver flying craft, and soon, the craft streaked across the sky, disappearing into the distance.

At the highest building in the Imperial City, Wang An was watching the flying craft carrying King of Thunder and the Elder of the Third leave, and he said nonchalantly, "As I suspected, their thieving hearts are relentless."

By his side stood the First Elder, whose face was wrinkled with extreme age.

The First Elder let out a low chuckle, "No matter what, Wang An, you promised me that you absolutely must not interfere this time. Behind the Elder of the Third and King of Thunder, there’s the involvement of a race and civilization. A clash of races can set off a chain reaction that we cannot get involved in. If we get involved, even we might not survive."

Wang An murmured, "Amori... civilization..."

As the Elder of the Third and King of Thunder flew rapidly in the flying craft, when the craft gradually slowed down, they had already entered a vast canyon.

The high cliffs on either side of the canyon reached a thousand feet tall and stretched for ten thousand long. This was the world-renowned "Sky-reaching Canyon," a place full of mystery, where the powers of both "Imperial City" and "Demon City" dared not enter recklessly.

The "Tongtian Grand Canyon" nurtured a race that gave birth to a civilization.

As the flying craft with the Elder of the Third and King of Thunder onboard entered the Tongtian Grand Canyon, they saw giant, dark green Giant Lizards lying on the thousand-foot cliffs on either side and even creatures resembling lizards with dragon wings flying in the canyon.