This frozen lake was no ordinary body of water; its unique properties made it a formidable challenge, even for those hailing from the lower guardian realm. As Chris gazed upon the icy expanse, he closed his eyes, a determined expression on his face. The school of fish swiftly closed in on him, their shimmering forms moving like liquid silver. In the blink of an eye, a surge of spiritual energy emanated from Chris, washing over the aquatic creatures and leaving them motionless in its wake. Startled by this sudden display of power, the other fish that had been in pursuit halted their chase and retreated.With the fish momentarily subdued, Chris seized the opportunity to swim toward the man who had called out for help. Progress was slow and challenging, but the man's safety was ensured for a very special reason: Chris's exceptional realm of power.Even Diana, who stood at the lake's edge, could only gape in astonishment at the incredible depth of Chris's abilities. He had kept his true
The man paused mid bite, his attention drawn to Chris, and a warm smile crept across his face before he resumed eating.Chris, on the other hand, furrowed his brows, ready to voice his thoughts, but before he could utter a word, Diana gently patted his hand, effectively silencing him."I'm here to meet you," the man's voice flowed like honey, captivating even Diana with its angelic quality.Diana was taken aback by the mellifluous tones that emanated from the man's lips, reminiscent of an ethereal serenade. It was as if she had stumbled upon a hidden gem of vocal talent.An intriguing idea sparked in Diana's mind; she pondered the prospect of convincing this man to pursue a career in singing, with herself as his manager, capitalizing on his potentially lucrative voice.Chris, less concerned about the melodious voice, found himself taken aback by the man's unexpected response."You're here for me?! But I don't know you, and we've never met. Besides, how did you know I would be here?" C
As Chris gazed upon the entrance to the mysterious place they were about to venture into, his countenance shifted from one of casual curiosity to one of deep seriousness. An eerie sensation began to envelop him, an unsettling aura that seemed to emanate from the very core of the relic they were approaching.Turning to his companion Diana, Chris inquired with a tinge of concern, "Are you prepared for what lies ahead?"In response, Diana nodded resolutely and beckoned Chris to take the lead.Just as Chris was about to step forward, an abrupt hesitation gripped him, causing him to halt abruptly and pivot, as though an invisible force had tugged at his instincts. It was a peculiar sensation, an intangible inkling that someone or something was observing them, lurking in the shadows."Who's there?" Chris called out into the void, his voice echoing through the ominous silence, yet there was no reply, only the eerie stillness of their surroundings.He called out once more, his voice carrying
Equipped solely with the frozen blade, a name given to the weapon by Chris himself, he harnessed an ample wellspring of spiritual energy, infusing it into the blade as he launched a determined strike toward the cunning fox. The amalgamation of the frigid, icy composition of the blade and the pulsating spiritual energy created a menacing force that could freeze an entire being, leaving it motionless and potentially lifeless.In a swift twist of fate, Gavin materialized before Chris, wielding a sturdy staff that became his shield against the impending frosty assault.As the frozen blade clashed with Gavin's resolute staff, an eruption of frigid and obsidian-hued sparks ensued, forcing both combatants to involuntarily step back by a couple of paces each.Gavin couldn't resist a taunt, sneering, "I had expected greater prowess from you, even with this newfound strength. It appears my estimation was overly generous."Chris, undistracted by Gavin's mockery, was preoccupied with a disconcert
Chris turned to Diana, and she instinctively took a step back, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and caution upon meeting his gaze.With a heavy sigh, Chris broke the uneasy silence, addressing Diana, "Diana, I wish I could fully explain what's going on, but there are two compelling reasons why I can't. Firstly, some of the secrets I'm holding onto could potentially put you in grave danger. And secondly, I have this nagging feeling that time is not on our side."Diana pondered his words for a moment, her uncertainty evident. She finally spoke, her voice tinged with concern, "You seem so different, Chris, not like the person I once knew."Noticing Chris's hesitation, she pressed on with a thoughtful question, "Have you ever considered the consequences of you killing Garvin? You know, secrets have a way of slipping out, and dealing with someone like him might lead to unintended leaks."Chris reassured her with a determined tone, "Don't worry, Diana. I've got this under control. Let
"Who are you? Where am I?" The man before him, Arthur, inquired, uncertainty etched across his face.Of course, the Arthur was Alexander's personal assistant, Arthur White."Sit with me." The old man said.With a nod, he complied as the old man gestured for him to sit beside him.The old man slowly opened his eyes, retrieving a bottle of alcohol from his side. He unsealed it and took several deep swigs before extending it towards Arthur, offering him a share of the potent liquid.Without a word, Arthur accepted the bottle, indulging in a small sip before returning it to the old man."You've faithfully fulfilled your duties all these years, but loyalty has brought you suffering. Do you not see it as a sign to reconsider your allegiance?" the old man posed a curious question.Arthur arched an eyebrow, intrigued by the enigmatic proposition. "Your words suggest two possibilities: either you wish to recruit me or you seek to turn me against my master. Truth be told, my skills lie in busin
Chris and Diana, weary and bloodied from their relentless battles, pressed on through the perilous terrain of the eternal realm. It seemed as though every monstrous entity in existence was in relentless pursuit of Chris alone.After what felt like an eternity, they halted abruptly, their eyes locking onto an astonishing sight. Before them lay a serene village, its inhabitants radiating an inexplicable joy despite the turmoil that raged just beyond its borders.The villagers eagerly beckoned them to join their midst. Diana, moved by the inviting gesture, urged Chris, "Let's go, they're inviting us in."However, Chris hesitated, a shadow of concern clouding his features. "Look at how content these people are. It's painfully evident that wherever I tread, danger follows. I couldn't bear to see their tranquil lives disrupted because of my cursed presence."Diana, who had been ready to pull him along, paused, and her sharp perception confirmed Chris's words. They had encountered other stud
While Alexander diligently honed his blade, seeking to harmonize it with his very being, the outskirts of the village teemed with an overwhelming multitude of monsters. These creatures ranged from the warrior realm to the high level of the guardian realm. Their presence coalesced into an imposing, seemingly organized force, resembling an army standing at the village's border. Yet, strangely, not a single one dared to cross the threshold.To the villagers, the wall of monstrous adversaries looming just beyond their home appeared insurmountable, and yet, an unexpected sense of jubilation enveloped the entire village. Their spirits soared higher than ever before, as if they were celebrating a joyous occasion.Meanwhile, some of the students hailing from the prestigious Star Academy, who were at the guardian realm, positioned themselves at a considerable distance from the village and the tumultuous sea of monsters. Although they maintained a safe distance, their keen eyes bore witness t
The onslaught of attacks was directed at Alexander, but rather peculiarly, it appeared as though they merely struck an invisible barrier before vanishing into thin air. This unexpected turn of events washed over Isabelle with a profound sense of relief, momentarily alleviating her apprehensions. However, her newfound comfort was abruptly replaced by a more profound sense of concern as she observed Alexander, who remained motionless, with his eyes firmly shut in an unsettling manner."Young Master!" Isabelle cried out once more, her voice trembling with anxiety, but there was still no sign of response from him.Notifying Lord Pluto and the rest of the group, she swiftly attempted to rush to Alexander's aid. However, an insurmountable obstacle barred her path, a formidable and turbulent force akin to an unyielding gale, effectively halting her advance.In a synchronized effort, both Captain Tiger and Captain Skeleton also endeavored to reach Alexander's side, but they, too, found the
Alexander wore a confident smile as he responded, "In the event of a clash between our forces, the outcome would undoubtedly be in our favor. While it's true that both of our factions possess great strength, the critical distinction lies in my approach. I don't merely seek personal power; I am dedicated to empowering my people. Behind me stand formidable martial artists and skilled weapon users, all contributing to our collective might."Captain Tiger guffawed heartily in response, "Our troops, in essence, serve as expendable pawns and sacrificial lambs – or, to put it bluntly, they're our meatshields. As leaders, it's our duty for our people to be willing to lay down their lives for us. The caveat is that we rely on their sacrifices to keep our operations afloat. Yet, as long as Captain Skeleton and I maintain our personal strength, it's sufficient to strike fear into our adversaries. This, in turn, ensures that our men don't meet their end quite so easily."With a sarcastic clap, Al
Alexander observed as Lord Pluto and his companions rose from the ground. Approaching them, he inquired, "Do you find yourselves persuaded?"Lord Pluto responded with a nod, lowering his head in acknowledgment. "Completely convinced," he affirmed.Terry and Townsend also signaled their agreement with affirmative nods. Isabelle, on the other hand, didn't need to express her belief; she had unwaveringly trusted Alexander from the beginning.Having settled the matter, Alexander addressed Isabelle with determination, saying, "There's no time for extensive preparations. Gather our people; we must march to battle immediately. Today, we shall seize control of Rhode Island."Isabelle responded with a nod, her smile reflecting her readiness, and she swiftly dispatched Terry and Townsend to carry out the orders.Alexander then turned to Lord Pluto, acknowledging the urgency, and said, "I'm certain your people are already preparing. Instead of coming here, they should head straight to where the
Upon disembarking from the vehicle alongside Lord Pluto, Alexander was met with a chorus of salutes from the newly formed merger of the Xander Mercenaries, their respect palpable in the air.With a gracious smile adorning his face, Alexander returned the salute to his loyal comrades. Meanwhile, a quartet of individuals, comprising Isabelle, Damien, Terry, and Townsend, made their way toward the charismatic duo of Alexander and Lord Pluto.Isabelle, ever conscious of the company present, initially exhibited a degree of restraint in her demeanor, but Alexander, driven by the warmth of their reunion, paid no heed to the onlookers and proceeded to embrace Isabelle, reaffirming their strong bond.He gently murmured into her ear, "You've put in a tremendous amount of effort," his words soft and reassuring. After sharing a heartfelt embrace that lasted for approximately two minutes, he released her from their warm hug. Isabelle found herself inundated with a whirlwind of emotions, yet she
"What one?" Alexander inquired, his brow furrowing in confusion as he struggled to grasp the gravity of Lord Pluto's words.In response, Lord Pluto's voice carried a somber tone as he recounted a past conversation, "During our initial encounter, Isabelle shared her audacious ambition with me – to conquer Rhode Island and emerge as the dominant power. I warned her that the existing peak forces in the region were formidable, and it seemed an insurmountable task, but she remained resolute."With a weary sigh, Lord Pluto continued to divulge, "I've taken precautionary measures since then; I've summoned my loyal followers and fortified my territory to shield it from external influences. It's not that I plan to betray them, but I'm not willing to jeopardize my life either so it's better i remain on the sidelines. Isabelle once mentioned that if her young master were present, dealing with these forces would be a breeze. Seeing you, you appear quite ordinary, which makes me wonder if she exag
Alexander found himself escorted by a group of heavily armed men who guided him through the encampment, ultimately leading him to their authoritative figure. The commanding presence he met was none other than Lord Pluto, the formidable leader of the Plutonian Force whom Isabelle was familiar with it.The Plutonian Force, the mercenary force that had recently isolated themselves and had strategically fortified their encampment, shutting themselves off from external affairs. Yet, the part of the coast where Alexander had made his unexpected arrival fell within their territory.Curiously, this region had been left less guarded, as the Plutonians didn't anticipate any visitors attempting to access their territory by sea, considering the treacherous waters teeming with wildlife posed a significant deterrent.So it was truly a surprise to see Alexander come from there.It was a genuine shock to witness Alexander emerge from that particular location."Kneel!" In a tense moment, one of the a
Alexander approached Freya with a graceful stride, lowering his head in a polite bow as he spoke, "I extend my heartfelt gratitude."He then turned his attention to Uncle Three and performed a similar courteous gesture, expressing his appreciation, "Thank you for your assistance."Uncle Three, a jovial twinkle in his eye, replied with a chuckle, "Oh, I didn't really contribute much. Had it not been for this powerful lady here, my second brother might have persisted."Alexander's lips curled into a warm smile, his appreciation unwavering, "Nevertheless, your decision to come here alone carries great significance."Uncle Three acknowledged the gravity of the situation with a nod, "I understand that you have important matters to discuss with her. I'll take my leave now, leaving you to your conversation."Alexander gave a subtle nod, his eyes locked on Uncle Three as his figure slowly faded from view. Before Alexander could utter a word, Freya's voice resonated with a mix of understandin
Uncle Three experienced a profound sense of shame due to Freya's words. Despite his unwavering faith in Alexander, he couldn't deny that Alexander's opponent possessed superior skills and abilities. Nevertheless, he made a deliberate choice to maintain his silence, mirroring Freya's stance. Uncle Three harbored an unspoken commitment that if ever Alexander found himself in mortal peril, he would instantly and unhesitatingly rush to his aid, ready to face any danger to protect his young master.Alexander and Silas remained entangled in their fierce battle. In this latest skirmish, the formidable force of their clash propelled Alexander, once more, to be forcefully hurled to the unforgiving ground. However, instead of immediately pursuing his fallen opponent, Silas chose to bide his time and observe, patiently allowing Alexander to rise on his own accord. Silas anticipated the moment of vulnerability that would arise when his adversary got back on his feet, ready to seize any opportu
Deep within the recesses of Uncle Two's mind, an intense desire burned within him, one he could scarcely admit even to himself. It was a wish, a sinister yearning, to violently dismantle Freya's world and force her to witness his merciless confrontation with Alexander. This desire was so powerful that it coursed through his every thought, yet he refrained from acting on it.Two primary reasons compelled Uncle Two to exercise caution. Firstly, he was unable to ascertain the true extent of Freya's abilities or her connections, leaving him in the dark regarding the potential consequences of his actions. Secondly, an overwhelming, ominous pressure seemed to emanate from Freya herself, a formidable force that served as a stark deterrent.Despite the fervent desire to bring Alexander to an end, Uncle Two cherished his own life, a natural instinct that whispered warnings of the grave dangers lurking should he tread recklessly on this treacherous path. In this delicate balance between desi