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Chapter 138 - 136: Sword, Paper, Man (Part 1) Eighth Update_1

Chapter 138: Chapter 136: Sword, Paper, Man (Part 1) Eighth Update_1

Owen Bertram casually glanced at it and secretly shook his head: the White Tiger Watchtower on Quinn Base had just laid its foundation, and at this rate, it might not even be completed this year.

Those military officers seemed to be idling as well, a few of them gathered together, playing dice in the temporary watchtower they had set up.

By now, the Horizon Bureau, an important institution monitoring officials and patrolling the Wood Dynasty, had become so lax. It seemed that the days of this dynasty were truly numbered.

Owen Bertram did not bother to deal with these matters, instead, checking that all the Heavenly Eyes installed on the Mechanical Dao Soldiers could function properly.

However, one of the Heavenly Eyes caught his attention. It was monitoring a forest at the foot of Quinn Base, which was next to an official road and in a crucial location.

There was a merchant team in the forest, and Owen Bertram felt that their movements were a bit strange. So he observed them for a while, but the more he watched, the more he felt that something was off.

He immediately controlled the Mechanical Dao Soldiers to return and got closer for a better look.

Upon closer inspection, Owen Bertram was shocked: paper dolls? What on earth were these things?

But if they were really ghosts, how could they appear in broad daylight?

Owen Bertram thought of the people in the cave at the entrance of the village and felt that there might be a connection between the two.

"Could it be that this incident... was caused by the people from the Horizon Bureau?" Owen Bertram had enough reason to suspect so, otherwise, why would there be bizarre paper dolls targeting the Prescott Group?

Owen Bertram and the Mountain Master only had partial information and both made misjudgments as a result.

Often a small deviation in information would lead to an analysis that differed greatly from the truth.

Owen Bertram originally wanted the Mechanical Dao Soldiers to directly attack and test the Paper Doll Merchant Team’s reaction. However, the Mechanical Dao Soldiers were known as "Golden Face Killing God," and the forest was too close to Quinn Base, any battle would be seen by the people from the Horizon Bureau.

Why had Golden Face Killing God, a worshiper of the Burning Hillock, come outside?

So he changed his mind: since he didn’t know what kind of ghost thing it was, let the real ghost thing go and test it.

...

Just as the sky was getting dark, the Mountain Master’s subordinates were already itching to make a move. After all, their poisoning had delayed the Mountain Master’s grand plan, so they had to do their best tonight.

On the other hand, the Mountain Master remained calm: "There will be huge beasts in the first half of the night, so let’s go in the later half of the night."

"Yes." The subordinates returned to their seats, adjusting their spiritual energy, and waited for the latter half of the night to show their skills.

...

Ghost Zone had been getting more and more lively recently. Since the last Small Gathering, the word had spread far and wide.

With the King of Souls and his four minions presiding, the market could not be considered completely fair, but at least it was not blatantly unfair. For all the rogue cultivators, it had already become quite favorable.

In the Wood Dynasty, they had to carefully cultivate and trade, often being cheated and taken advantage of.

There was no one to appeal to; you had to put up with it. Could you go and report it to the officials? That you were actually robbed? The Horizon Bureau would probably greet a rogue cultivator with their "Great Might Heavenly Dragon" technique.

Moreover, some mysterious changes had occurred in the Ghost Zone. The newborn ghosts nearby were somehow attracted by a mysterious force to enter the Ghost Zone.

The population within the Ghost Zone was rapidly increasing.

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea had been extremely content recently, as the three fools had gone into seclusion. As the Lord Bone Sea, who was now most favored by the Honored Lord, he had complete control over the entire Ghost Zone!

After nightfall, the sounds of music resounded throughout the Ghost Zone, the gorgeously decorated boats were lit up, and ghosts walked the streets. The once bustling area was now in ruins.

As the Lord of the Skeleton Sea was enjoying himself, suddenly a wave reached him, and the Command Token of the Honored Lord arrived.

Following that, the Ghost Account gently swayed, and the envoy of the Honored Lord was here too.The previously arrogant Lord of the Skeleton Sea who looked down on the Ghost Zone was shattered into a pile of skull heads with a clatter. He then rolled in front of the envoy and reassembled himself, saying, "Little Bone welcomes the Honored Lord."

Little Loach began to speak, "I have a task for you to conduct."

Lord of the Skeleton Sea was overjoyed. The Honored Lord finally deigned to dispatch him! That meant he was really considered a subordinate now. He wasn’t afraid of the Honored Lord giving him tasks; he was afraid of the Honored Lord forgetting about him.

Moreover, those three hadn’t come out yet, so the credit for this task would be solely credited to Lord of the Skeleton Sea!

"Little Bone will not hesitate to die for the mission!"

"No need to die." Little Loach’s voice sounded indifferent, "Just a group of paper dolls, but not ghosts - what can paper dolls do to non-ghosts? It’s really annoying to look at. You lead a team out to deal with it." He then explained the details.

Lord of the Skeleton Sea bowed again, "Yes."

Little Loach lazily lay on the stone slab, tail slapping the water, "Alright, go and get to work. I’ll wait here for your news."

Lord of the Skeleton Sea bowed once more, and his body dispersed with a rolling sound.

If it were up to the Lord of the Skeleton Sea, he would go and kill the problem himself. But this time, the Honored Lord’s command explicitly mentioned that he had to take a team to carry out the task. Every word of the Honored Lord’s command had to be carefully analyzed and studied. A personage of his level must have profound meaning in every word.

If he couldn’t analyze the profound meaning, it was because his own level wasn’t enough. He would just do as he was told.

With a single thought from Lord of the Skeleton Sea, a group of knights in the Ghost Zone received his command, and immediately gathered at the entrance of the Ghost Zone, waiting for Lord of the Skeleton Sea to arrive.

Lord of the Skeleton Sea arrived quickly, looking at this group of knights with dissatisfaction, shaking his head.

The team leader was only at the second level, and the knights were all at the first level. Taking them out would be somewhat embarrassing.

This group of knights was usually responsible for maintaining order in the market; because they relied on the support of the four great ghosts, no one dared to defy them within the market, and this level of power was sufficient. In fact, because the market grew more and more prosperous, the team expanded and now had a total of thirty people.

Most of these new members were old ghosts from the Ghost Zone who came from "various industries." They were originally not knights, but after being given ghost horses, they were all pulled into the team.

Among them was Butcher Maxwell.

Because he had a fierce appearance and a strong deterrent effect, he became the deputy leader of the team.

Lord of the Skeleton Sea cursed, "You don’t practice well in normal times, just knowing how to cheat and be lazy! Now that I need to use you, look at the rubbish cultivation level of each of you!

"With you guys like this, I’m embarrassed taking you out!"

But there was no choice; they were the only "military force" in this area of the Ghost Zone.

These fellows really hadn’t practiced seriously before - relying solely on the residual strength from their previous lives and the power they gained from being in the Ghost Zone.

Lord of the Skeleton Sea scolded them for a while, but when he saw a bearded man still looking around, he clenched his teeth and asked angrily, "Butcher Maxwell, what are you looking at? I’m talking about you!"

Butcher Maxwell shrank his neck and obediently stood in line.

Lord of the Skeleton Sea thought for a moment, then took a small skull head from his own body and threw it at the knights. It shattered with a snap at their feet.

A wisp of faint green ghost fire rose and swept across all the knights. Their auras rose together with the ghost fire: from first level to second, and the original second-level leader was promoted to third level.

In addition, their bodies rapidly condensed green fire armor, and they were equipped with various weapons.

The knights were overjoyed and were about to dismount to express their gratitude when Lord of the Skeleton Sea shouted harshly again, "Butcher Maxwell, come over here!"

"Ah? Me?" Butcher Maxwell pointed at himself in confusion.

"Yes, you damn thing!"