Therefore, Barker would rather die than let Adam devour his soul, becoming merely an appendage of Adam's body. Before his death, there was one crucial task Barker needed to complete: to cleanse his shame. Wilbur's arrival was undoubtedly an opportunity. If Wilbur died, Fremont would certainly come. At that time, Barker could join forces with Adam to kill Fremont. Once Fremont was dead and Adam was gravely injured, Barker would then destroy the soul contract. Upon destruction of the soul contract, the soul fire would surely annihilate both Barker and Adam. Barker believed that achieving this would not only wash away his past humiliation but also prevent him from losing to Adam. In Barker's view, this was a man's choice. Moreover, Adam's earlier words had provoked him. If given another twenty years, Adam would be able to control this dimension entirely. When that time came, Adam would no longer need Barker and would certainly try to kill him. Thus, all grievances had to be sett
"Those who were once sinners will inevitably face punishment and be condemned throughout history, leaving behind infamy for millennia. However, others are innocent, so they should not be implicated." On the cliff face, the enormous woman's face gazed kindly at Wilbur. After a moment, she said, "You are indeed a kind person. It seems the choice of the Child of Light was not wrong. You may go. I promise you, from now on, I will no longer harm the residents of Anderson Town." "I hope you keep your word." "Of course." "One more thing, do you know anything about the legend of the dragon clan?" "The dragon clan? Are you searching for the secrets of the dragon clan? I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about it." "Then what about the dragon aura in this mine?" "Dragon aura? I don't know what you're talking about." Wilbur suddenly realized that the dragon aura was elusive. When Fremont used the copper ore from Ezekiel Mine to forge the Nine Dragon Cauldrons, he intended to tran
"Punishment? Hahaha!" Adam laughed loudly, raising his head and saying, "Mother, you are too cautious. We could have had the greatest power in this dimension, but why do we have to hide underground all the time? It's because you are too cowardly." "Enough, child. You know too little. Our mission here is to complete our own task. We cannot interfere with the progress of the human world." "I don't care!" Adam's eyes suddenly turned red. He stared at Wilbur and said, "Mother, no matter what you say, I am definitely going to kill him today!" "You, prepare to die!" Liquid in Adam's hand condensed into a long sword. He swung it toward Wilbur, who quickly dodged to avoid the attack. Black liquid flowed and formed walls, trapping Wilbur from all sides. Four Adams appeared in different directions, each holding a long sword, thrusting them at Wilbur. "Let's see where you can hide this time!" Seeing the dangerous situation, Wilbur hurriedly chanted a spell to activate the Dragon's
Back in his hotel room, Wilbur dialed Beverly's number. "Hello, Deacon Penn. How can I assist you?" "Beverly, I'm facing some trouble and need to know if there's any information about a black liquid creature living in caves that hasn't been made public. What are its characteristics?" "Alright, sir, please hold. We'll have someone check the relevant records immediately." There was silence on the other end of the line for about half a minute before Beverly spoke again. "Deacon Penn, according to the current information from the Ministry of Defense, we haven't found any records of black liquid cave creatures. This suggests it might not be a terrestrial organism." "I understand." Hanging up, Wilbur sighed. Even with the resources of the Ministry of Defense, they were unaware of these black liquid cave creatures, indicating they were extraordinarily rare and unknown entities. However, on second thought, this was not surprising. Mosarto was a small country, and the Ezekiel Mine
Wait a minute! That voice! Wilbur widened his eyes as realization hit him. "Do you remember me now?" The middle-aged man glared at Wilbur, striking him viciously in the chest and sending him a dozen meters backward before walking into the room calmly and shutting the door. Wilbur rubbed his chest as he caught his balance, watching the man walk into the room and sit down on the sofa before asking, "Are you Adam?" "Precisely." The middle-aged man put a leg up. "I'm Adam. You should consider yourself lucky to get my mother's approval, but you must be dreaming if you think getting my approval is going to be that easy." The ache in Wilbur's chest slowly faded as he looked at the middle-aged man. "I don't need your approval, nor do you need mine. Everyone has different personalities. It's normal for everyone to do things differently." The middle-aged man snapped his fingers. "You nearly convinced me, Wilbur Penn. How about you become my pupil?" "What?" Wilbur frowned at the
"Dark Trees?" Wilbur fell silent. He had never heard of the Dark Trees before and had no idea what kind of being they were. Adam seemed to grow increasingly desperate, sitting back down on the couch. "Come on, tell me why you aren't willing to be my pupil. I'm telling you that you've only got one chance, you know. You won't get another if you miss it." "I'm sorry, I won't be your pupil." Adam smirked. "Why not? Do you think I'm not more powerful than Fremont Skye?" "You might not even be more powerful than me," said Wilbur. "How could you even compare to Senior Fremont then?" "You!" Adam let out a furious laugh, then said, "Alright, then. I won't force it on you. I would have considered forgiving the people of Anderson Town if you were willing to become my pupil, but I guess we can forget about that now. I came to look for you because of two reasons. Also, do you actually want to help solve Anderson Town's troubles?" "Yes." Wilbur took a deep breath. "I promised them th
The next morning, Wilbur was resting on his bed when there was a knock on the door. He got up to open it and saw the old police officer standing there with worried expressions on their faces. "Mister Penn, there was another disappearance last night. Three children went missing." "What?" Wilbur was shocked. "Three kids went missing in one night?" "Yes," the other younger police officer said. "We've searched the whole town and the nearby areas, but there was no sign of them." "Well, what are you going to do?" The old officer said, "Mister Penn, the kids couldn't have gotten very far. We'd like to ask for your help to bring us into the mines to search for them." "Are you saying the kids are in the mines?" Ten minutes later, Wilbur brought the three police officers into Ezekial Mine. They walked along the mine, and the old officer said, "I really hope those three kids haven't gone into the mine. I honestly don't know what I'd do otherwise." The younger officer said, "Yeah. An
Over in a beautiful underground palace, the woman looked at Adam. "You're far too reckless, Adam. You're going to stay put in this palace from now on. At least, you're not going anywhere before that cultivator leaves." "Why should I?" Adam glowered at his mother. "I just killed a few mortals! They're no more than lowly animals to me! Why aren't you on my side?" The woman stared at Adam. "I know you're all grown up now, Adam. You're not a kid anymore, and I'm sure you understand the universe has its rules. This planet Earth we're on is just a lower dimension. We might be the most powerful presence here, but the universe will punish us if we make mistakes." "It's so unfair! Why can those cultivators get away with killing people, but we get punished for it?" "It's more than fair. You and I got our powers naturally by absorbing them from nature, not through great efforts spent on cultivation. We are blessed by time and space to be the shadows of the axis on which the universe tur