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Chapter 856 - 856 79 Strongman's Style_3

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In the Sea Area of Poison Dragon Island, the large army had been guarding the perimeter for two days, seeing no signs of the pirates leaving.

If it hadn’t been for Master Hudson who personally went to reconnoiter and confirmed that the pirate crew was exploring the palace, he would have suspected that they had left through some other route.

Suddenly, from the direction of Poison Dragon Island, a divine aura emerged.

In Hudson’s mind, the word “Divine Artifact” immediately surfaced.

Having played with the broken Divine Artifact, the Blood Moon Horn, Hudson was very interested in divine artifacts.

However, the side effects of the Blood Moon Horn were too severe; he couldn’t bear the risks and had to sell it at a good price.

“Sir Byron, order the army to advance immediately and head for Poison Dragon Island!”

“Upon arrival, don’t rush to land.

First, use the Magic Crystal Cannons to destroy the pirates’ ships, cutting off their escape route.”

It was a classic case of seizing the initiative, but Hudson could no longer concern himself with that.

The number of divine artifacts known on the continent was limited, and almost every artifact had a distinguished owner.

It involved not only strength but also luck.

As far as Hudson knew, all the visible forces on the Northern Continent did not possess any divine artifacts.

As for what was hidden, that was unknown.

In any case, the Moxi Duchy definitely didn’t have one, or if they did, it wasn’t usable.

Otherwise, they would have used it when the Orc Army besieged their capital.

The Alpha Kingdom most likely didn’t have one either.

In the past few hundred years, even when the situation was dire, the kingdom had never used a divine artifact.

It was so within nations, and even more so for individuals.

Hudson didn’t even dare to covet the openly displayed artifacts by the major powers.

An unowned divine artifact had finally appeared, and if he didn’t seize it, he would be a fool.

As for how to deal with it after seizing it, he, Master Hudson, was not only a peak “Strongman” of the continent but also the Commander of the kingdom’s army!

As long as it wasn’t too hot to handle, he could probably keep it.

If the political pressure became too great, he could simply offer it up as an Inherited Artifact to the kingdom in exchange for substantial benefits.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Hudson took the lead towards Poison Dragon Island, ready to snatch the fruits of victory from the opposition at any moment.

“Hahaha…”

“We’ve finally found it!”

Bishop Josip was so excited that tears fell from his eyes.

Looking at the two divine artifacts in front of him, the Clergy and their party also felt a deep sense of emotion.

They had invested half of their lives into searching for these artifacts.

Wherever there was a clue, there they were.

After countless fruitless attempts, if their faith hadn’t been firm, they would have broken long ago.

Joyous for some, sorrowful for others.

Watching the Clergy continually cheer, the pirates who accompanied them wept.

This treasure-hunting journey had been utterly paid for with their lives.

Although most people, up to now, didn’t know what the Clergy was searching for, the principle of “the hare being cooked once the hunting dogs have caught it” was something they understood.

“Start clearing the area first!”

Yelach said coldly.

Such words, coming from a Holy Knight, would definitely challenge many people’s views.

A Holy Knight, known for being sacred, benevolent, and humble—could actually carry out such an act.

But for Yelach, who had dedicated everything to the Divine Spirit, this was nothing at all.

How could a little false reputation compare with welcoming back a divine artifact?

The slaughter began.

Of the pirates who completed the exploration task, not one in ten survived; they posed no threat now.

It was prudent to eliminate any hidden dangers early to ensure that the artifacts could be safely sent back.

As soon as the words hit the air, Yelach took the lead in striking the nearby pirates, and the others quickly followed suit.

The bewildered pirates, realizing the danger, frantically scattered and fled, afraid they would fall too slowly and become doomed souls under the blades.

In the sky, Hudson, who had rushed all the way to the scene, just so happened to witness this extraordinary infighting.

“Those Clergy again, is it my life’s fate to always be at odds with the Clergy, specifically to spoil their plans?”

Hudson silently lamented.

After surveying the battlefield, it was a completely one-sided slaughter.

Countless pirates cried out for their parents as they fled in all directions, totally unable to mount an effective counter-attack.

“Belsden, you see, since I debuted, I’ve changed my Knight Sword seven times.

It’s not sustainable to keep switching like this.

Seize the opportunity to snatch the sword below for me.

Only a Divine Sword is worthy of my stature…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the bear cub had already darted out.

It slapped a Cardinal and then grabbed the Holy Sword of Light and ran, leaving no time for the Clergy to react, causing Hudson to be secretly annoyed.

Had he known it could be played this way, he would have had Belsden snatch both artifacts at once.

Why bother complicating things for himself?

Poison Dragon Island was full of toxins, completely unsuitable for human habitation.

By destroying the pirates’ ships and waiting about ten days to half a month, these people would almost all have met the Lord of the Dawn.

Now it was troublesome; he had to snatch the other artifact as well.

Otherwise, these fellows, at the brink of death, would surely try to hide the artifact.

If it were left on the island, it would be okay; no matter how deep it was hidden, it could still be dug out.

But if they knew the secret technique to seal the artifact’s aura and threw it into the deep sea, it would be untraceable.

“Maxim, did you see that clearly?

Next time you act, learn a bit from Belsden.

A Cardinal, clueless about what was happening, just stupidly bid farewell to the world.

That’s how real battlefield killing should be!”