My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1539 - 564: I’m Sick_1

Chapter 1539: Chapter 564: I’m Sick_1

"The thieves are on the run——"

Injured heavily, Aaron and Francis, in a moment of inattention, had their treasures stolen by the thieves who had sprung up out of nowhere. How could they let it end just like that? They immediately give chase, roaring with fury.

These were two National Guardian Artifacts. If lost, they would not be able to explain to the King. Even if they returned alive, they would undoubtedly be stripped of their "Protector" titles. There were several powerful individuals in the Seventh Realm in Douglas Country already waiting to replace them, who had long lost their patience.

Moreover, aside from chasing the thief, what else could they do? Stay and continue to fight with the two Divine Beast Avatars? Are they mad!

Obviously, to retreat with their tails between their legs would also be an unacceptable option. In such a case, the Protectors would lose all credibility among their subordinates, and the power structure they had painstakingly built would soon crumble.

So, this furious pursuit was actually the choice they made after a moment of weighing various considerations. Although they clearly understood in their hearts that the thief who could steal the National Guardian Artifacts from them was not an opponent they could defeat at present.

The Breaking Void Divine Ability of the Master was very useful, but it was not invulnerable to attack, especially when it came to the Seventh Realm, making it easy to be tracked. The ever-changing thief had once been persistent in his pursuit. Now, the two Protectors sniffed a trace of the thief’s tracks from the void. All their strongest men followed suit and gave chase full force.

The Fairy Mirror was perplexed: Why couldn’t she, as one in the Seventh Realm, control her own jaw? Her mouth had been hanging open for quite a while and wouldn’t close. Has Master truly stolen all the treasures that he had set his heart on? Could it be that optimistic people really have good luck?

But as someone in the Seventh Realm, Fairy Mirror clearly knew that it wasn’t as simple as "good luck". The magical instrument the Master used to cut through the Vitality Corpse and the "rope" that bound Aaron proved that even if it came to a head-on fight, Aaron would probably not be a match for Master!

And how could his follower, the Little Girl, who she previously thought was "ignorant of advancement and retreat", manage to forcibly grab the National Guardian Artifact right out of Francis’s hands?

She has to be in the high Seventh Realm at least! But why didn’t she notice it? Either that Little Girl’s realm is above her own, or there truly is a great power, using secret arts to conceal her.

The Fairy Mirror cast a deep glance at Little Princess: Master brought along five followers. If this Little Girl is in the Seventh Realm, then the other four...No wonder Master indulges them so much.

She had previously advised Master that these followers were only in the Fourth Realm, and they were inadequate. They should be given up when the critical moment comes — but looking back on it now, it was absurdly embarrassing...

Various messy thoughts were bubbling in Fairy Mirror’s heart when suddenly, a radiant golden light began to chase them from behind. This light covered hundred acres of land, and it was awe-inspiringly formidable! The two Protectors were full of fury within the light:" Thief, halt——."

This hundred-acre cloud of light was a battle formation condensed by the combined powers of the subordinates under the two Protectors. There were five individuals of the Seventh Level and twenty-seven of the Sixth Great Realm within. The two Protectors were at the core of this formation, finally gaining some confidence to confront the thief!

The Master was fiddling with the Chop God Platform and the Immortal Pivot Core, while the Little Princess was delightfully playing with her Thunder Pool Mirror. The Star Tethering Plate was also a mirror. Little Princess berated herself proudly: I must indeed be a true Fairy, all the treasures I get are mirrors, this must be an arrangement by Heaven to reveal my unparalleled beauty.

Thinking of the Stumbling Stone being a chubby and unattractive girl, losing in appearance to the Princess by thousands of miles lifted her spirits even further.

She selectively forgot that she was chased out of the Summit Metropolitan Office, the capital of the Summit Command Office, by that chubby girl...

As long as I feel I have won, then I have won!

The two Protectors who were following deprived the Master and Little Princess of their elegant interest in appreciating their treasures. Fairy Mirror volunteered: "Master, did you consume too much energy when you took action just now? I can help deal with these pursuers."

Mountain Sword could only be activated another ten times, and Fairy Mirror was not confident that she could repel the two Protectors with these ten strikes, even though the two of them were heavily injured. She hoped that once her Mountain Sword made its appearance, the two Protectors would be frightened into retreating without a fight.

Fairy Mirror genuinely believed that during the theft of the artifacts, though it was only for an instant, the Master and his follower might have resorted to some secret techniques, suppressing the Protectors in exchange for their own great sacrifice.

Unexpectedly, the Master waved his hand: "No need, I have my methods to scare them away.". The Fairy noticed, Master did not say beat away, but scare away, could it be that he is thinking the same as her, wanting to frighten off the two Protectors?

The Master turned around to face the pursuers, stood in mid-air with his hands behind his back, and snorted contemptuously: "Hmph, you’re courting death!"

Admittedly, Lord Solar made quite an impression, anyone who saw him for the first time would think of him as an enlightened person, and would sincerely call him ’Master’.

At this moment, the Master with a wave of his hand, the Twelve Miniature Worlds came crushing down!

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

The horrifying pressure instantly made the battle formation’s light cloud plummet, heavily plunging into the ground from the air. The strong cultivators under the two Protectors could no longer maintain the formation, trembling in their fear. The two Protectors were also horrified: What kind of existence is this, a single person with twelve Miniature Worlds!

At the scene, even those in the lowest Sixth Great Realm could clearly distinguish; these Twelve Miniature Worlds were truly owned by one person, not pieced together by several from the Seventh Realm.

Master himself had six, Lord Solar became Master’s puppet, everything belonged to the Master, so naturally his six Miniature Worlds also became Master’s.