My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1246 - 479: Final Battle?_3

Chapter 1246: Chapter 479: Final Battle?_3

The three Seven Mountains Power figures nodded and toasted, "After listening to the general’s plan, we are confident that we have made the right choice."

...

Between Copper Gorge and the Summit Metropolitan Office, there is a valley that everyone is consciously designated as a "forbidden area," and no one wants to go there. If you’re not of the Sixth Great Realm, entering this valley would subject you to harassment by various Witch Insects, which is quite irritating.

If you are already of the Sixth Great Realm, like Leroy Baker, who recklessly ventured in there a while ago, teasing those Witch Insects, he was eventually blown up by a giant stink bug-shaped insect, and the poisonous smoke it emitted knocked him out...

The dark history of the Sixth Realm!

Leroy Baker swore never to go there again.

This valley belongs to Ken and Preston Barnett. After returning, Leroy Baker refused to mention his experience of being knocked out, and then spread rumors everywhere: there must be something wrong between these two old men’s relationship! I just teased Ken’s insects, and Preston Barnett jumped out to take revenge on me!

When Owen Bertram wanted to visit the valley today, his subordinates were all pushing and shoving, unwilling to accompany him! Owen Bertram had to come alone. Fearing that he, too, would suffer an accident, he stood outside the valley, opened up his mini-world, and overlaid it onto the entire valley. Then he shouted, "Come out!"

An irresistible force ripped Ken and Preston Barnett out from the depths of the valley, placing them in front of Owen Bertram.

Ken was somewhat dazed, thinking to himself that he hadn’t offended the superior recently. Why would he, a dignified Sixth Great Realm figure, lose face like this, to be pulled out like pulling a carrot?

And what’s the point of bullying poor Preston Barnett? Look, you’ve completely restrained his body, even freezing his thoughts. Huh? How did the superior know that old Preston’s poison skills have increased recently and that he can release toxins with a single thought?

Although he complained inwardly, he didn’t dare to actually confront the superior and begged for mercy. He didn’t know when it started, but he had become somewhat fearful of the superior; or perhaps it was just his nature?

Preston Barnett was like a statue, unable to move even his eyes. Owen Bertram pointed a finger, and this fellow finally came back to life. Indeed, he had some "daring" ideas. After developing a new poison and knocking out Leroy Baker, he had been looking for an opportunity to test it on the superior in order to avenge the previous conscription.

But now... he had calmed down.

Owen Bertram asked, "How is the task I assigned to you coming along?"

Preston Barnett put his hands on his chest: "It has been successful. I was stuck in a dead end before, but as long as I combine my skills with Ken’s, my deadly poison and the extremely fine witch insects Ken has recently cultivated that are invisible to the naked eye, we can easily achieve this effect."

He first made a handshake gesture, indicating that he and Ken were working closely together, then took out a tightly sealed iron jar: "It’s all in here."

A thought crossed Owen Bertram’s mind: Isn’t this that thing...?

However, Owen Bertram was not easily fooled. Taking the iron jar, he asked, "Are you sure? If it doesn’t work, military law will be enforced!" This matter was of great importance, and even Owen Bertram dared not take it lightly. He mentioned the enforcement of military law.

Preston Barnett had confidence in every part of his body, especially his poison skills, as high as the sky. He patted his skinny chest with a thump: "If there’s a problem, you can take my head, sir!"

Owen Bertram nodded: "I, as the head of the Summit Metropolitan Office, am clear about rewards and punishments. If this item is effective, I will not be stingy with rewards."

...

After Owen Bertram left the valley, the only problem he faced was: how to find the expeditionary fleet of the Boneset Country. The Bat Taoist had only sent the specific departure time of the expeditionary fleet, but with four of the Seven Mountains Power figures in the fleet, the Slave Hunter Team did not have the strength to follow them covertly or send "spies" to board the ships. To find the expeditionary fleet in the vast ocean... Owen Bertram could personally try to guard the waters near the Nanni Nation, but even with a slight chance, by the time he discovered the expeditionary fleet, the four Seven Mountains Power figures would have probably discovered him as well.

There would be no chance to use the iron jar.

Owen Bertram brought the jar to the Void Sky Road. The place was already in a state of war readiness. Among the slave-hunting teams were the interest holders, who had sent their strong practitioners, some of the Sixth Great Realm and some of the Fifth Great Realm, as well as private armies of various sizes.

Lanard clearly still didn’t understand Owen Bertram. He thought that Owen Bertram couldn’t get enough support from the Imperial Court. However, he did not realize that the Emperor was now truly in a "vacant" state, with the shareholders having a strong influence, swaying the policies of various departments of the Imperial Court.

The Summit Navy’s Celestial Warships were ready and assembled. There were 45 Celestial Warships in total. Though less numerous than the expeditionary fleet, they undoubtedly held the advantage regarding the comparison of both sides’ new warships.

Upon Owen Bertram’s arrival, all war preparations were taken care of by his subordinates. He never interfered lightly. He also knew that he was not a military genius and did not dabble in amateur tactics.

He sat idly on a desolate island for half a day until late at night when he seemed to make a decision and took out the Demon Artifact earthenware jar. There was a special spiritual light flashing at the mouth of the jar, like breathing or calculating.

It seemed that Micro-count Skill had "calculated" something, as it surprisingly remained calm and did not take the initiative to chat with the superior. Owen Bertram slowly said, "Do you know what I am thinking at this moment?"