Bren felt like he had lost all strength in his body, slumping into his seat.He hadn't expected that even calling Xayne wouldn't be able to reverse the situation. These people were determined to support Pavona and suppress Drakonia.Just as Bren felt extreme indignation, he saw Xayne still smiling."What are you smiling at? Is it so amusing to pay compensation to the other party?" Bren couldn't help but feel a surge of anger seeing Xayne laughing."No, I'm laughing at their arrogance. I'm laughing at their lack of understanding. I'm laughing at their hypocrisy." Xayne's voice was resolute."They talk about rules and principles, but they're manipulating them. Since they want to resolve this matter in an international conference, then let's resolve it their way." Xayne decisively stated."What do you mean?" Bren looked puzzled."You'll find out tomorrow," Xayne said, deliberately being mysterious.The next morning, just as Locke was preparing to return to Pavona, he suddenly rece
On the sidelines, Locke erupted in a frenzy of curses. "Three billion? Why don't you just rob us? We absolutely cannot agree to his demands. Judge, demand immediately that he return all the prisoners and compensate our country for its losses."The presiding judge glanced at Locke and then at Xayne, turning to discuss with the other jurors.In less than half an hour, they reached a conclusion."According to our rules, indeed you can ransom the prisoners of war with money. If you cannot afford three billion, then these prisoners will be left to the disposal of the Northern Plains Army of Drakonia."In the end, under the pressure brought by Xayne, the presiding judge chose to comply with Xayne's arrangement."What's going on? What kind of judge are you? Is there still any justice or law here? How can we possibly compensate three billion?" Locke shouted angrily at the presiding judge.Pavona was already so impoverished, scraping by with every resource available just to sustain their
Xayne single-handedly changed the course of an international conference. He was truly worthy of the title of the formidable King of the North."I merely wanted to contribute a little effort for Drakonia. Besides, this is also to avenge my six fallen brothers," Xayne said, his gaze flashing with cold determination."Strength, power, responsibility, courage, you possess them all. Do you know that you already have all the necessary qualities?" Bren asked."To become what? A legendary commander?" Xayne replied."No. To become my son-in-law." Bren chuckled."Mr. Bren, you're joking. I'm already married. Let's talk about something else," Xayne replied, feeling a bit speechless."Hahaha, you were just the invincible King of the North a moment ago. Why are you reacting like this now? Don't worry, I was just teasing you." Bren laughed.In truth, he did wish Xayne could become his son-in-law."I should quickly inform my subordinates of the good news." Xayne immediately pulled out his pho
Bren nodded emphatically, deeply agreeing. If a military unit lacked trust among its members and if the soldiers were unable to confidently trust their comrades with their backs, they couldn't utilize much of their true strength."All right, everything's over now. Let's head back," Bren said.Meanwhile, in a villa, several people dressed in suits sat together, hailing from different countries. If Xayne and Bren were present, they would recognize Locke and the judge among them."Judge, what exactly is going on? Before the conference, we agreed that you would help us secure the compensation. How come, later on, you sided with those damn Drakonians?" Locke said discontentedly."Don't you have any brains? Haven't you heard of Xayne's reputation? He's the King of the North of Drakonia and a demon to other countries. If you provoke him, he'll come at you like a mad dog," the judge said with a grim expression."So, what should we do? Are we just going to accept this loss passively? I can
"This is outrageous. What should we do?" Bren asked. Despite his wealth of diplomatic skills, was momentarily at a loss when faced with such a situation."No worries, you stay here. I'll go handle them," Xayne said, his senses fully alert. From behind a haystack, he had caught sight of the assailants.Silently sneaking up on the sniper, Xayne swiftly snapped his neck. The sniper couldn't fathom how Xayne had uncovered his disguise and stealthily approached from behind.After dispatching the sniper, other assailants noticed him and immediately opened fire with their machine guns."You're courting death," Xayne growled, effortlessly deflecting bullets with a knife he had picked up, slicing through them in mid-air.Brandishing the knife, Xayne boldly advanced toward the assassins."What's going on? How can he block bullets with his bare hands?" one of the assassins exclaimed in horror."The target is too tough, retreat!'' The leader of the assassins realized they couldn't handle Xa
Iyas was the head of the Bullard family. 'What is he doing in Folksworth?!' On top of that, he had given a letter to Serena. That meant that while Xayne was away, someone as powerful as Iyas, nearly at the rising Divine Commander, had approached Serena.Xayne's face tensed, his body trembled slightly, and he felt a wave of tension and fear. If Iyas, with his rising Divine Commander strength, wanted to harm Serena, not even Draven or her bodyguards could stand a chance. If Iyas intended to use Serena to threaten him, the consequences could be dire.Taking a deep breath, Xayne pocketed the letter, forcing a pained smile onto his face."Honey, what's wrong? You look upset... Is it just that you’re exhausted from these past few days?" Serena had noticed the change in Xayne's expression and asked with concern.Xayne smiled, shaking his head. "Nothing. Go keep Coco company."Serena nodded and turned to leave.Xayne stood on the villa's lawn, gazing up at the starry sky with an inte
The oppressive atmosphere around made Xayne feel uneasy.He stepped forward, following the narrow trail toward Dragonite Valley.After about five minutes, he spotted a gazebo at the valley's entrance with a sign reading "Dragonite Pavilion" in bold letters.This was the famous Dragonite Pavilion.Countless historical figures had dismounted here to rest, only to meet their end in the valley beyond.At that moment, a middle-aged man was sitting in the pavilion, sipping tea.Xayne approached and sat down across from him, recognizing the man immediately.It was none other than Iyas.Iyas saw Xayne coming and smiled faintly, offering him a cup of tea. "Xayne, it's been a while. I see you've made great progress, already a step away from becoming a rising Divine Commander."Xayne glanced at the teacup and smiled calmly. "Master Iyas, what brings you here today?"Silence filled the air.Iyas gently set his teacup down and looked sharply at Xayne. "We're here to slay a dragon."A ch
Watching the three masked figures in front of him, Xayne chuckled calmly. "I never imagined I'd trouble the four of you esteemed leaders to join forces against me."Draven's eyes gleamed with fierce determination as he stood resolutely by Xayne's side. He was ready to fight, buying time for Xayne to escape if needed.Iyas sneered. "Xayne, this canyon will be your grave today. You have no chance of survival. Hand over the fragments of the Heavenly Tome if you want to keep your corpse intact."As for your wife, children, and relatives? We can spare them. How about it?"Silence fell over the area.Xayne laughed coldly. "Master Iyas, do you think I'd agree to your terms?"Iyas smirked. "In that case, don't blame us for what happens next!"As soon as his words ended, a booming sound rang as Iyas struck first, slamming his palm onto the stone table before him. The table shattered into pieces, which flew toward Xayne as if pulled by an invisible force.Before Xayne could react, Draven