In the castle's side hall, the Southern Four Sovereigns sat in a row, quietly waiting. Each of them bore a different expression, lost in contemplation.Elijah casually sipped his coffee, Lincon rested with closed eyes, Tyrus observed the hall's arrangement, and Wyatt paced impatiently. After some time passed, Eloise entered the hall with Austin and Jaxon, carrying an exquisite purple rosewood box."Gentlemen, the Marshal's military insignia has arrived," she announced and delicately placed the rosewood box on the table. Upon unveiling its contents, it revealed a striking golden tiger token.The meticulously crafted tiger token emanated a regal and imposing presence. Adorning its surface in resplendent gold were the words: "Symbol of Armor, with the Prince on the left and Lucozia on the right.""Indeed, it's the Marshal's military insignia!" Wyatt exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. He added, "With this insignia, we can command the Black Dragon Army. Julius's scheme will crumble wi
Lincon was the first to react. "Quick! Go after the military insignia!" he shouted. Eloise immediately commanded, "Go after it!"Jaxon drew his sword abruptly. He led a squad of Draken Guardians in the direction where Elijah disappeared, racing after him."How could this happen?" Austin was bewildered, standing frozen, unsure of what to do. He hadn't expected Elijah to snatch the military insignia, so he was completely unprepared. By the time he realized it, Elijah had already made a swift escape."Your Highness, Elijah is likely working for Julius," Lincon explained with a grave tone. He added, "His unwavering support for you and helping the castle maintain order was just a ploy to make you drop your guard. When the time was right, he'd seize the military insignia and push us into a corner.""Damn it! I never thought Elijah would be a traitor. How despicable!" Wyatt fumed."No wonder he kept suggesting using the military insignia to control the Black Dragon Army against Jul
"What? Abandon West Lucozia? That's like handing the throne to Julius!" Austin's expression turned grim."As long as we're alive, there's still a chance. We need to stay resilient. There are opportunities, and we must not lose hope," Lincon said with heartfelt sincerity."The throne is stolen, the military insignia is taken, and 50 thousand Black Dragon Army soldiers are all following Julius' orders. In this situation, where do we have a chance?" Tyrus shook his head.If he had known it would come to this, he wouldn't have been so greedy by forming an alliance through marriage with the Rhys family. Now, he didn't gain any advantage and only managed to entangle himself in a difficult situation."I think Sir Blaze is right. We must prepare for the worst in case of unforeseen events." Eloise nodded.Though reluctant to admit it, the current situation was highly unfavorable for them. If the military insignia truly fell into Julius's hands, they would lose any chance of turning the t
It appeared to be a desperate move, a gambit that Austin and the others unwittingly fell into. Julius not only tracked their every movement but also discerned their intentions from the beginning. Unwittingly, they stumbled into Julius's trap, with all their actions unfolding exactly as he had anticipated. Julius's foresight allowed him to set up this intricate trap, enticing them unsuspectingly and maneuvering them into a precarious position. The ultimate goal was to seize the military insignia.Moreover, Austin and the others' actions led the wolf to the door, falling victim to Julius's scheme and resulting in the loss of the military insignia. Admittedly, achieving the esteemed rank of Grand General Rhys in West Lucozia was truly an exceptional accomplishment. However, in the intricate game of strategy, they proved to be inexperienced.Time passed quickly, and dawn arrived. After a night of cleaning, the bodies in front of the castle gates were cleared. However, the bloodst
"What? The Black Dragon Army sealed the city? How did this happen so quickly?" Tyrus's face changed. He nearly jumped out of his seat. They thought they could delay for a few days. But overnight, Julius had already brought his army to their doorstep. The efficiency was terrifyingly fast."Quick! Assemble the troops immediately, prepare to escort Her Highness and His Highness out of the city!" Wyatt shouted."It's too late. The Black Dragon Army has already sealed the city. We can't escape." Eloise shook her head, her expression grim. Despite being mentally prepared, facing this was still hard to accept."We have to try. We can't just sit and wait for our demise." Wyatt urged anxiously."It's futile." She shook her head again. She added, "With the military insignia in Julius's hands, our fate is sealed. Instead of scurrying around like mice, it's better to face it head-on, at least with some dignity.""Your Highness—"Wyatt was about to say more but was interrupted by Eloise.
"Your Highness—"Wyatt, standing behind, was about to speak, but Eloise raised her hand to stop him."Oh? Is that so?" Julius smirked slightly, showing some interest. "Your Highness, are you here to negotiate with me?""That's right." She was straightforward. "As long as you agree to three things, we will all support you as the prince. We will ensure you ascend without a worry in sight.""Your Highness, even without your support, I can still become a prince. So, what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?" He grinned slyly."Grand General Rhys, I believe you are someone who values your reputation. Smoothly ascending to the throne without any opposition, isn't that preferable?" she stated."Fine, I'll give Your Highness some respect and hear what conditions you propose." Julius chuckled. He was in a winning position now. It wouldn't hurt to agree if he could avoid some trouble by agreeing to a few conditions, provided these conditions weren't excessively demandin
"Grand General Rhys, I have only one son. I cannot leave him behind and return to Oakvale alone. I implore you to show mercy!" Eloise bowed deeply.At that crucial moment, she had cast aside all concerns for her pride. The sole focus was on extracting Austin from the raging inferno, a sacrifice she deemed worthwhile even if it meant surrendering her own life."If Your Highness does not wish to return to Oakvale, you can stay here," Julius said indifferently. He went on, "I can find a beautiful place in West Lucozia for both of you to spend the rest of your lives carefree. How about that?""If you become the Prince of West Lucozia, it might not be appropriate for us to stay here. It would be better if you allowed us to return to Oakvale. That way, everyone would be happy," she suggested."There's nothing inappropriate about it. Austin is my nephew," he said with a faint smile.He added, "So, having him assist me in West Lucozia is normal. If he performs well, he might even be r
In West Lucozia, only a few could match Elijah's strength. If Elijah hadn't seized the military insignia last night, Julius wouldn't have been able to advance his forces. Ultimately, the outcome depended on Elijah's choices."Your Highness, the wiser man adapts to circumstances. Grand General Rhys is more suited to be the Prince of West Lucozia than you. Is there a problem with me serving him?" Elijah asked with a faint smile."I thought you were a loyal subject, but you turn out to be a vile person!" Austin accused."The victor becomes the king, and the loser is the enemy. Whether I'm loyal or vile depends on the one who prevails." Elijah shrugged."Even if we lose, I won't let you off easy!" Austin declared. He reached out and effortlessly retrieved the fallen long sword with a swift motion through the air, bringing it back into his hand."You want to continue fighting?" Elijah shook his head, chuckling. "Even if you go all out, it's just a joke to me.""Whether it's a joke o
"How many tricks does this old geezer have?"The impact of the divine talisman explosion left everyone both shocked and enraged. No one had expected that Arion would still manage to unleash such a powerful supreme divine power even after the Glow Incantation was broken and the lightning strikes failed to cause any harm.The impact of the thousands of divine talismans exploding at once was terrifying. Only the strongest fighters—Willem, Bailey, and Batuul—could withstand it. The rest of the group was severely injured. At that moment, they finally realized the terrifying strength of Dragonmarsh's strongest man."Impressive," Willem said, landing smoothly after being thrown back. His withered skin was now covered in cracks, and blood oozed from it.Most of the shockwave from the explosion had hit him directly. Despite his impressive defense, he still took some damage. However, these injuries were nothing to him. His wounds had already healed within a few seconds, as if nothing had hap
Willem's wings, black as night with a metallic sheen, erupted from his back. Fully extended, they stretched over 30 feet. With a gentle flap, a storm of wind and eerie howls swept through the air. The sheer force was intimidating to behold.His appearance had also undergone a drastic transformation. Willem's once-handsome face was now gaunt, his skin wrinkled, and his cheekbones jutted out. Fangs protruded from his mouth, and two sharp horns sprouted from his head. He had grown taller, but his body was unnaturally thin, with his ribs and sternum visible beneath his skin. From a distance, he looked like a towering, monstrous skeleton. It was an unsettling sight that sent a chill down anyone's spine.This was Willem's ultimate form. After the transformation, his speed, strength, defense, and reflexes were greatly enhanced. His thirst for blood grew even more intense, turning him into a bloodthirsty demon.The gods, who had expressed dissatisfaction moments ago, now stood paralyzed
Willem was so fast that, even to a grandmaster, it would appear as though he had teleported, leaving no time to react.Bailey had already drawn Arion's full attention, making Willem's sudden attack almost impossible to counter.When everyone thought his attack was about to succeed, a red divine talisman suddenly shot out and stuck to his forehead just as his fangs were mere inches from Arion's neck.The talisman exploded, releasing a surge of violent energy that blasted Willem over ten yards away. Before he hit the ground, a blazing fireball instantly engulfed him.He screamed as he turned into a human torch. The fire burned fiercely, scorching his flesh and charring his body.The flames clung to him like a curse and were impossible to put out. His blood energy crackled and hissed as the fire burned, and thick black smoke rose from his body.The sight shocked everyone.Just moments ago, Willem had almost succeeded in his ambush, but Arion had been prepared. With a single talisma
Thousands of golden whips lashed out with the force of a storm, and it was impossible to dodge.The group led by Bailey launched their attacks to block and continually struck the golden whips. With each collision, energy erupted, followed by loud booming sounds.Arion stood firm like a mountain. His body was enveloped in golden light as he swung his whips. Even though he was outnumbered, he still held the advantage.Bailey and the others couldn't break through at all. A few slightly weaker gods from the Hall of Gods were forced to retreat with each lash and struggled to withstand the onslaught.At that moment, everyone finally realized the terrifying power of Dragonmarsh's strongest martial artist. Even the attacks evolved from the Glow Incantation were enough to throw them off balance."I don't believe these things can stop me!"Bailey roared as his body began to change. His already large frame grew even bulkier, like a small mountain. His shirt tore as his muscles expanded, and
The sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise. No one had expected Arion to strike so suddenly; he was so fast that they couldn't even see his movement.Even Willem, renowned for his speed, couldn't react in time. One slap had sent him flying—simple, brutal, and unstoppable.At that moment, they finally realized that the seemingly harmless Arion was much more formidable than they had imagined.Willem staggered to his feet and reached up to straighten his twisted neck. His collapsed cheek began to heal at a visible rate. Fortunately for him, vampires possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities. Without it, the slap would have crippled him."You're strong for an old geezer, but it'll take more than that to finish me off," Willem hissed through clenched teeth. The bloodthirst in his eyes was unmistakable as he glared at Arion. If he could drain Arion's blood, his strength would surge to unimaginable heights."Oh? This is interesting." Arion raised an eyebrow with a faint smi
The battle between the Hall of Gods and Sacred Wrym Summit raged with unrelenting intensity. The Hall of Gods had made meticulous preparations for this invasion. Besides recruiting powerful martial artists from around the world, they also distributed valuable enhanced serums to everyone. To counter Sacred Wrym Summit's Stormcraft technique, they developed a special combat suit capable of resisting such attacks. Generally, a divine martial artist struck by Stormcraft would instantly lose their combat ability, but this special suit reduced the effectiveness of the attack by half. Even if struck, they could recover after a brief moment to continue fighting. The defensive capabilities of this gear were nearly flawless.In addition, their greatest strength was the sheer weight of their numbers. They had at least ten thousand people, including hired outlaws, under their command. During the siege, they were densely packed like a swarm of bees.In contrast, Sacred Wrym Summit had only
Willard's ultimate move cleared the battlefield in an instant. The martial artists who had rushed forward were either dead or critically wounded, with no ability to defend themselves."This… How is this possible?" Hank's eyes widened in terror as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.Under the restriction of the sealing formation, even ultimate grandmasters couldn't unleash their full strength. But Willard, with nothing more than a flask of liquor, had managed to tap into a supreme divine power far beyond his cultivation level.Though he was only at the grandmaster level, his move, Infinite Spirit Manifestation, carried the might of an ultimate grandmaster. If he were to use it again, the outcome would be grim for everyone, including himself."Retract!" Willard took a deep breath and the thousands of illusory images that had surged forth earlier instantly retracted into his body. His face turned red and pale as his breath grew heavy and ragged.The toll of using Infinite Spirit Manif
"Take a guess." Willard didn't answer. Instead, he took another sip from his flask.His cultivation had been sealed, but his strength came from the wine in his hand. The wine was refined with valuable herbs and contained dense spiritual energy, which he could absorb and convert into combat power.In short, every sip made him stronger. Even with his cultivation sealed, he could still execute powerful techniques."It's the wine, isn't it?" Garrett's gaze landed on the flask, and a quick realization set in. Willard drank before and after every attack, which hinted at something suspicious."Bingo. But no prize for you." Willard smirked and launched forward with a palm strike aimed at Garrett. Though his strength wasn't at its peak, the attack remained a deadly threat to the already injured Garrett."Mr. Styles, save me." Garrett knew he had no chance of blocking it and cried for help."Go to hell, traitor!" Hank saw the internal commotion unfold and threw a powerful punch at Willard
With a longsword in hand, Dustin plunged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep and cut down his enemies with brutal efficiency.Though he couldn't tap into his mystical energy, his physical strength far outstripped that of an average martial artist. His speed, power, reflexes, and combat skills crushed anyone in his path.Every swing of his blade was precise and targeted the enemy's vital spots with deadly accuracy, which left no room for defense.Under his relentless assault, the assassins were helpless. The air rang with their screams as bodies fell one after another.Unlike the tournament match, Dustin now unleashed his full power in this life-or-death fight. His attacks were becoming more brutal and relentless than ever."This kid's tougher than I thought." Hank frowned as he watched his men struggle.He hadn't expected Dustin to have such formidable combat prowess, even with his sealed cultivation. If an unmatched genius like Dustin couldn't be made an ally, he had to be e