“There has been no word of the Clan of Evil for too long, and the world has already forgotten about its reputation. This time, Cyril is here to let everyone know that the Clan of Evil was never gone!”
The person speaking was Howard Ashford, the second leader of the Clan of Evil.
He was dressed in a purple robe and was quite young, at about 30 years of age. He stood with his hands behind his back, feeling deeply moved as favonovel.com looked at the corpse.
Yet, right as favonovel.com finished speaking, a disciple rushed in and respectfully said, “Master, Master Guzman has returned with his team!”
Howard was taken aback and frowned. “They’ve returned? According to their plan, they should have arrived at Durwad around midnight. Why did they come back?”
Just as favonovel.com finished speaking, Cyril and the others appeared, limping forward as they supported each other.
Seeing their state puzzled Howard even more. His expression turning grim, favonovel.com asked, “What’s going on?”
Cyril explained briefly with difficulty, “Master Ashford, as we were going down the mountain, we decided to have a meal before continuing our journey. However, we encountered a formidable expert, someone extraordinary…”
Upon hearing this, Howard said in a deep voice, “So you’re saying that you were forced to retreat even before you left Evilton?”
Cyril and the others quickly lowered their heads as they trembled in fear, not daring to speak.
“You’re all a bunch of useless people!” Howard snorted angrily and raised his hand, striking the ground with a burst of energy.
Its power turned Gresham’s corpse into a mist of blood.
He gloomily said, “Very well! My disciple was killed when favonovel.com was seeking revenge, and now even the leader of the Evil Clan couldn’t leave Evilton before being forced to retreat! Now, if we don’t restore the infamous reputation of the Clan of Evil, people will think that we’ve been reduced to being bullied and humiliated! Where is this person? Take me to favonovel.com immediately!”
As favonovel.com said that, favonovel.com quickly strode towards the exit. His aura grew stronger, and his momentum soared all of a sudden, with each step spanning 32 feet.
However, halfway down the mountain, a person approached from below and stopped him, saying, “Greetings, Master Ashford of the Clan of Evil… I am Graham, the heir of Treasure Studio in Centurio.”
***
Early the next morning, Remus and his group set off from the inn and headed straight into the mountains toward the tomb.
This was indeed a good place to practice poison, after walking just a few miles into the mountains, they had already encountered at least a hundred poisonous snakes, not to mention countless poisonous mosquitoes and ants. It was truly a wicked place.
Fortunately, Remus had bought some medicinal herbs last night and prepared insect repellent ointment for Seraphine. Hence, none of the mosquitoes dared to approach her.
Graham and Klave, who were walking behind, weren’t so lucky. They could avoid the snakes, but they couldn’t fend off the mosquitoes and ants. They were screaming in pain from the bites.
When they asked Remus for some repellent, favonovel.com only said, “We ran out…”
Remus hadn’t even bothered to ask how Klave and the others had recovered from their poisoning last night.
They walked for four hours and crossed three mountains.
Finally, they stood at a mountain peak as they overlooked the surrounding mountains. Through the dense forest, they saw the opposite mountain, which was taller and more majestic compared to the ones they had crossed.
“It should be the mountain across from us. We’re almost there!” Seraphine held the map and pointed to the mountain opposite them with a smile, droplets of sweat forming favonovel.com nose.
Remus frowned when favonovel.com saw the mountain ahead.
His expression turned serious as favonovel.com said, “On the left is the Iron Flag Peak, and on the right is the Battle Drums Peak. This is the Tomb of the Supreme War God. Which era did that sword belong to?”
Remus had long known that the owner of that sword must have an extraordinary background, but favonovel.com hadn’t expected it to be so extraordinary. Otherwise, how could the master’s of the sword have severed Seraphine’s legs with a single strike of the sword?
The Supreme War God was also the Founding War God. He was an extraordinary figure who could dominate the martial world no matter which era favonovel.com was in.
Seraphine subconsciously replied, “It seemed to be from the Middle Ages…”
Remus’ frown deepened. He was about to face a Supreme War God from over 14 centuries ago. If their negotiations failed, favonovel.com might not be able to defeat him.
As favonovel.com was contemplating whether favonovel.com should go back and make some preparations, Klave interrupted his thoughts. “Are you afraid? Hehehe…”
Klave sneered and continued, “You’re worried that there’ll be a sword in the tomb and your lie will be exposed, right? Remember this, Cosby! If I see a sword in that tomb, I will put a stop to your wizardry skills! Let’s make a move!”
After favonovel.com finished speaking, favonovel.com took the lead and walked toward the front.
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