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Chapter 1045: The Three Great Bandit Groups

Chapter 1045: Chapter 1045: The Three Great Bandit Groups

Three days later, at a certain canyon.

Carson Flores stood among his team, watching a large group of people approaching from the opposite side with a puzzled look in his eyes.

What do they want to do by meeting here?

The people opposite, with outfits and temperament similar to those of Kellan Gentry and others, emit a strong bandit aura, and clearly possess powerful strength.

"Kellan Gentry, is this all that’s left of your Vajra Gang? Just a few kittens? That’s hardly impressive."

A tall but extremely lean middle-aged man scanned the crowd with his gaze, his tone undisguisedly mocking.

Who is this person, to humiliate the Vajra Gang upon meeting? Wouldn’t this provoke an immediate explosion of tempers?

To Carson Flores’s surprise, Zaire Schneider and the others were watching the opposite group seriously, their expressions also showing a mixture of confusion.

Kellan Gentry, with a voice resonant as a bell, called out, "Skull Wolf, still spouting nonsense after all this time! So, what, do you want to see just how heavy these few kittens of mine are?"

The skinny man laughed, "Forget it, winning against you wouldn’t look good. People would say we’re bullying the few with our numbers."

The skinny man’s gaze drifted, "Where’s the monk? Damn it, the guy who initiated this meeting is the last to arrive..."

Kellan Gentry said indifferently, "We’ll just wait. We’re not busy anyway."

The skinny man nodded, gesturing to his people, who immediately settled down to rest on the ground.

Carson Flores glanced at Zaire Schneider and, seeing his solemn face, couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, "What’s with that look on your face?"

Zaire Schneider glanced at Carson Flores, "That’s Blood Skull Deacon Wolf, and the monk he’s referring to should be Bentley Frost, the Big Belly Arhat. Both of them are listed as two of the eight Bandit Kings. Especially that Blood Skull Deacon Wolf, the leader of the Skeleton Bandit Group. Wherever his Skeleton Band passes, not a blade of grass remains..."

Carson Flores’s eyes widened, "The three major bandit groups gathered... they’re planning a big move."

Zaire Schneider nodded, "Definitely. To get the three major bandit groups to collaborate, their target must be extraordinary, most likely one of the Great Sects."

Zaire Schneider’s gaze fell on Carson Flores, "Such an operation is very dangerous. Once a melee breaks out, no one can watch out for anyone else. Are you sure you want to be involved?"

Carson Flores nodded, "I’ll participate. Don’t worry, if it’s too much, I’ll just run. I can handle stirring things up from the sidelines."

Seeing Carson Flores so determined, Zaire Schneider had nothing more to say.

After waiting two hours, a large group of people suddenly flew in from above the canyon, about forty or fifty people. The leader was a bare-chested, bald, fat man with a beaming smile, looking very much like an Arhat.

"They’ve arrived!"

Zaire Schneider spoke softly, "This is the Arhat Bandit Group. While the Skeleton Bandit Group commits open slaughter, the Arhat Bandit Group is much more insidious. Don’t be fooled by Bentley Frost’s smile; his methods are cruel and vicious, so much so that even other Bandit Kings generally prefer not to have dealings with him..."

"Oh my, everyone’s here. I apologize, I apologize, I overslept and on the way I got lost and took a wrong turn, delaying my arrival. I apologize for making you both wait!"

Bentley Frost, the Big Belly Arhat, apologized with a cheerful smile, as he descended and looked around, his gaze showing a hint of regret.

"King Duncan, I heard you were surrounded and suffered heavy losses recently. Looking at you now, it seems true. Your second and third-in-command are gone, and you’re down to just over twenty men..."

Kellan Gentry scoffed, "Quit the nonsense. We’re here to discuss business, not to boast or chit-chat. If you think my group is too small, I can leave right now!"

"No, no, I’m just expressing my sentiments."

Bentley Frost continued with a smile, "Our target this time is your sworn enemy—Thunderous Mountain. If you leave, when will you get your revenge?"

"Thunderous Mountain!"

Zaire Schneider’s eyes suddenly widened, his breathing becoming a few degrees hotter.

Carson Flores glanced at Zaire Schneider and then around, noticing that most people had a similar reaction.

"The sect that initially joined the siege against your Sect?"

"Yes, one of the culprits."

Zaire Schneider murmured lowly, "No wonder they’ve come to meet and cooperate with them despite their dislike... it’s all for the sake of revenge..."

Kellan Gentry remained composed, "Let’s get down to it then. What’s the situation?"

Bentley Frost grinned, "Thunderous Mountain belongs to one of the Central State Alliance Sects, as you all must know. Everyone here must also be aware they hold a trading event at certain intervals—an internal auction among the member sects of the Alliance..."

Blood Skull Deacon Wolf’s eyes sparkled, "A raid on the trading event?"

Bentley Frost grinned, "Yes. This session is hosted by Thunderous Mountain, and due to special circumstances, it is not held on Thunderous Mountain itself but at the Nebula Villa, part of Thunderous Mountain’s property."

"Nebula Villa is situated between the Central Divine Continent and Nebula City. Many have experienced epiphanies watching the sunrise there and have made Breakthroughs. Over time, it has become a famous spot."

"Of course, that’s not important. What I mean is, Thunderous Mountain has a Mountain Protection Array, and even if we join forces, we may not be able to breach it. However, Nebula Villa may have some defensive Formations, but they certainly cannot withstand our combined assault."

"The three of us—leaders of the major Bandit Groups—together can break through the defense during the trading event and hit them hard!"