2025-03-22 01:02:48"In Wyndham, the party responsible for bringing in these goblins is..."
Satisfied with all the information he had gathered regarding the goblins' presence in Cammont, Marc tapped the screen, shifting his focus to the details about the city he was currently in.
"Preston..." Marc muttered. "Hmm, that makes perfect sense. But... what?"
His eyes widened in disbelief at what he was seeing.
"That old man is a member of Dark Star? That bastard! No wonder he ordered that ninja to commit such a heinous act against Abbot Tenzin."
Yes, the name on the screen revealed that the Baron of Wyndham, Alistair Everstone, was undeniably linked to this cruel and twisted sect. Marc had suspected from the start that the old man was devious, but he had never expected him to be involved in such a vast network.
"You're right." Ulrich's voice came from behind him once again. "In other words, if we eliminate these Dark Star members from every city—even from all o
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"No, there's no need to worry too much. It's not as terrifying as you think."Ulrich kept pushing, his lips curled into a smile as he shook his head. There was something about Marc's demeanor that intrigued him."Besides, I don't see anyone in the entire Walenstein Province more deserving of this than you. So please, accept it as a token of our friendship," the lord urged.This was no ordinary token. It was something tied directly to his own life, and Ulrich couldn’t entrust it to just anyone. Choosing Marc had not been a decision made lightly."I insist."Seeing the sincerity in the lord’s eyes, Marc felt he had no choice but to yield."Alright," he said, slipping the token into his pocket. "In that case, I’ll be going now. I’ll contact you again tomorrow."Marc had just turned to leave when Ulrich’s voice stopped him once more."Oh, one more thing, Marc."The lord opened a drawer and took out a black cell phone. It looked old and ugly, a relic of a bygone era. He handed it to Marc.
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Leah's body was sent flying over thirty feet from the force of the punch. The pain etched across her face said everything—there was a massive gap in strength between them.Boom!She slammed into a thick tree trunk, splintering it on impact.But as a cultivator, Leah wasn’t one to stay down for long. Gritting her teeth, she struggled back to her feet, still reeling.“Hahaha! That punch won’t kill me. No matter how far you’ve come in your cultivation, it means nothing if you’re still just a bastard like you.”Her cheek throbbed with heat where Marvel had hit her, but Leah burst out laughing. She was satisfied—ecstatic, even—that she'd landed a blow to his face in return.She knew Marvel well. He took great pride in his looks. Damaging any part of his body, especially his face, felt like a personal victory. One worth celebrating."Now look at you! Just another ugly bastard no one would even glance at! Hahaha! What a pitiful excuse of a man!"Leah kept laughing, a raw, triumphant joy bubb
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Leah staggered back several steps as Marvel’s punch landed squarely on her rib.She still managed to keep her grip on both daggers, but her chest was tightening, the blow clearly affecting her.“What? That’s it? That’s all you've got?” Marvel scoffed. “Still stuck at Level 12? You must’ve been slacking off like crazy.”His voice was laced with mockery, and the smirk on his face made it worse.They used to be cultivators of the same level. But two years ago, right after their relationship ended, Marvel had gone into seclusion to focus on his cultivation.When he returned to Duskmoor two months ago, no one knew how far he’d advanced. Still, plenty speculated that his current power had to be at least Level 15.“Shut your damn mouth, asshole! I’ll kill you!” Leah shouted, forcing herself to stand tall.But the fire in her eyes wasn’t as bright as before. Deep down, she hadn’t expected Marvel’s cultivation to leap this far.“Kill me? You really think you can?”Marvel clasped both hands beh
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