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Chapter 736 - 429: The Evil Guest Comes to Visit_3

Chapter 736: Chapter 429: The Evil Guest Comes to Visit_3

This face could make any child cry, but the Commander of the Martial Souls was extremely envious. It was the price paid for gaining power, and this Lord Royval was a terrifying powerhouse of the Six Mountains’ Power!

The Commander of the Martial Souls and the others knelt outside the ice house, and Lord Royval only started to speak when his body cooled down. His voice was hoarse and burnt: "What did you find out?"

The Commander of the Martial Souls immediately handed over a stack of information: "There are countless connections between Owen Bertram and the Flying Bear Army. As long as you lead us to defeat the Flying Bear Army, we will surely lure Owen Bertram over."

"In the past few months from King Port to this place, we have hurriedly built 67 Divine Temples to ensure the smooth transmission of Divine Power. In this area, you will surely be able to fully unleash the entire divine might of the Six Mountains’ Power!"

Lord Royval slowly nodded, flipping through the information, gradually revealing a satisfied expression. Then he asked while looking through it: "Where is the commander of the Flying Bear Army stationed?"

"Generally, there are three places: Warbear Fortress, where the main camp of the Flying Bear Army is located; Perpetual Lock Pass, which is the major rear area for storing supplies; and Cora Gorge, the important front line of the two countries. No matter where he is, there will be at least two Fifth Great Realm cultivators protecting him. William himself is said to be at the level of the Fifth Realm, Sixth Level, and his combat power is not to be underestimated."

Lord Royval sneered in disdain, as the power of Six Mountains could easily crush any cultivator of the Fifth Great Realm.

"Find a way to confirm his location. I don’t have the patience to lead you in searching one city after another. I will directly kill William and then wait here for Owen Bertram to come for revenge. As for other matters, leave them to you to handle."

The Commander of the Martial Souls bowed: "Please rest assured, Your Excellency. My subordinates will find out his exact location within five days."

Royval was very satisfied with his attitude and gestured to his senior disciple. The senior disciple opened a treasure chest and took out a Divine Artifact: "This is the reward for your loyalty."

The Commander of the Martial Souls joyfully knelt down and received it with both hands: "Thank you, my lord."

"Go, do your job well!"

"Yes, sir."

After he left, Lord Royval revealed a strange smile. The Pope suddenly received a stern revelation, indicating My God’s wrath. As a result, the Holy See mobilized its resources, and powerful believers continuously rushed to the Eastern Land.

The Pope even opened the long-sealed special warehouse for this purpose, taking out a large number of Divine Artifacts, intending to reward them to the Nanni Nation and enhance their overall strength.

After all, these lackeys were still useful.

Moreover, the high-ranking members of the Holy See knew that the Divine Artifacts in that warehouse were all extremely dangerous. Using them excessively would truly "dedicate" everything they possessed to My God!

He couldn’t help but think of the officials in the Nanni Nation who had been fawning over him all the way here, all for the sake of these dangerous Divine Artifacts! He had often bestowed these "treasures" upon them, earning himself the nickname "Generous Lord Royval" in the Nanni Nation!

"What foolish fellows."

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The Commander of the Martial Souls was indeed very attentive to Lord Royval’s needs, providing tens of thousands of pounds of ice daily. In the hot and humid Nanni Nation, ice was a luxury. In just a few days, most of the Commander of the Martial Souls’ savings over the years had been spent.

When Lord Royval broke through to the Power of Six Mountains, he paid a terrible price. The "burning" power within his body was out of control, and he needed to cool it down with ice blocks every day, otherwise he would be in immense pain. His original demand for the Commander of the Martial Souls was 5,000 pounds of ice per day, but the Commander generously doubled the amount. Since arriving in the Nanni Nation, Lord Royval had been living his most comfortable days in the small town of Barth.By the third day, the Commander of the Martial Souls arrived and kneeled respectfully outside the ice house, "Your Excellency, I’ve found William in the Cora Gorge!"

Royval nodded, "Well done. Have you broken through the Power of Four Mountains yet?"

The Commander of the Martial Souls was excited, "Thanks to your grace, I have broken through!"

"Good. Come with me to Cora Gorge to kill William, and you will share in the credit." This was Royval’s reward for the Commander after enduring the freezing cold for days. But the Commander didn’t know that by using the Divine Artifact to break through the Power of Four Mountains, he was forever denied the chance to become a cultivator of the Power of the Five Mountains. Once he attempted to break through, there would only be two outcomes: incinerate to ashes or become a monstrous creature that lost its self-consciousness and only knew how to kill!

Royval had another motive for bringing the Commander along, which would greatly benefit himself but meant certain death for the Commander.

Using his fingers, Royval pointed at a few more people from his entourage, and each one he pointed at entered a special state. They were like ambiguous, ghostly spirits drifting in the Real World, yet they were not souls.

Finally, he pointed at the Commander of the Martial Souls, who immediately sensed that the world around him had changed. Everything took on a strange hue, becoming both real and illusory at the same time.

Royval also entered this state. When he pulled everyone together, they soared into the sky at a speed even faster than the cultivators of the Wood Dynasty. The Commander of the Martial Souls was astonished to realize that they had traveled hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye, bypassing both armies’ defensive lines and entering the territory of the Wood Dynasty.

Then Royval looked at him, and under this special state, the Commander of the Martial Souls realized that a unique "communication" channel had been established between him and Royval without speaking. Royval meant for him to lead the way.

Upon further contemplation, the Commander discovered another marvel in this state. With a mere gesture of his hand, he could directly see the distant Cora Gorge from the void.

Royval lead everyone to continue soaring high, and in no time, they arrived above the Cora Gorge. This was a choke point guarded by the Flying Bear Army. With more than 10,000 soldiers, the Commander of the Martial Souls had seen William before, so he pointed at the middle of the gorge again, scattering the other troops to reveal William.

Royval pulled everyone together once more, and they all safely descended, seemingly ignoring the various bans and Arrays enforced by the Flying Bear Army, and landing directly outside William’s tent!

At this point, the Commander of the Martial Souls greatly admired Royval, the terrifying powerhouse with the Power of Six Mountains. Invading the enemy’s camp and beheading their leader in this manner, if everyone in Nanni Nation had such strength, they could directly cross the border and attack the Capital of the Wood Dynasty and behead their Emperor!

However, such a thought could only remain a pipe dream, as there were only a handful with the Power of Six Mountains even among the Red Clan.

Royval and his group left the special state and returned to the Real World while standing outside the tent. The surrounding cultivators of the Wood Dynasty simultaneously sensed their presence. Several Grandmasters shouted in unison, "Who’s there?!"

Seeing Royval lift his hand, starfires rained down from the void. The ferocious inferno didn’t burn the world, but the sheer weight of the starfire pinned down a five-mile radius around the tent. The powerful cultivators were suddenly silenced—under the Power of Six Mountains, they couldn’t even muster the strength to speak!

The others in the camp also detected the anomaly, so they rushed from all directions, yelling. However, when they entered Royval’s area of power, they were stopped by an invisible wall. No matter what means they employed, they could not advance another step!

The rolling starfire enveloped and covered the area, like dark clouds overhead—resembling a Domain!

Royval’s foremost disciple opened the tent, and everyone saw several Wood Dynasty generals sitting inside. In the middle was none other than William.

At this moment, the Commander of the Martial Souls’ admiration for Royval had reached its zenith. William had been an enemy commander who had been at odds with Nanni Nation for decades. He was responsible for countless deaths of Nanni Nation soldiers, who held a deep grudge against him. However, when Royval decided to kill him, William became a lamb to the slaughter.

Royval was the first to enter, with the Commander of the Martial Souls hastily following. Yet once inside the tent, he noticed that William wasn’t panicking. Instead, he wore a smile and said, "A vile guest has arrived. Owen Bertram, take action!"