"Yes, sir." The commanding officer nodded and asked, "Can you tell me how you did it, Mister Holt? Um… Why are the ice archers so powerful?" Holt smirked. He, too, thought it was terrifying before he learned about the power of an evil god. However, Holt possessed those capabilities now, so he felt proud of himself. "It's none of your business. All you need to know is that this power comes from me. As long as I'm here, we'll kill all the cultivators in Skermann within three days. We will crush Skermann to a pulp within ten days. It truly is doomsday for all the Skermann cultivators." "Oh, really?" Suddenly, a powerful energy appeared on top of the military camp. Wilbur levitated in the air as he looked down on Holt and the others. "Holt, don't you think you'll be punished by doing this?" "Pfft. Punished?" Holt sneered coldly and said, "I call the shots here. So, you finally decided to show up, Wilbur Penn. It's a shame that you can't save Skermann on your own. I'll force
The ice arrow had turned to dust when Wilbur looked down again, blown away by the wind. He then turned to look at Holt. With a stomp, Wilbur managed to cause significant cracks in the ground as he shot out quickly, sprinting toward Holt at high speed and grabbing him by the neck. "It's your doomsday, Holt." However, a dark figure flashed by at that moment and appeared right in front of Holt. Wilbur's arm was grabbed by a masked person. When the mask slipped away, it revealed a familiar face. The Dark Messenger looked at Wilbur coldly and said, "We meet again, Wilbur Penn." "What? You?" Wilbur looked at the Dark Messenger in shock. "That's right. It's me." "You!" "Holt belongs to the Light Valley. You need my permission if you want to kill him." "Ha!" Wilbur sneered coldly and said, "So, you knew about Bullard Bay too, but you…" The Dark Messenger choked Wilbur before he could finish his sentence. He lifted Wilbur from the ground and said, "Wilbur Penn, aside from the
Wilbur looked up at the sky. The dragon aura storm emitted a white light all around, and it coalesced into a huge shield. Following that, the hammer smashed down on the shield and created a loud explosion. The shield shook, but it did not shatter. The smash from the hammer created a ripple of energy that spread out in a wave. Whoosh! The rampant energy caused a hurricane, and it spread out everywhere. "Die!" … The hammer kept slamming on the shield formed with dragon aura, but it could not break the shield. The Dark Messenger did not know that Wilbur had spent a year in the mirage dimension with the dragon aura concentration being only a tenth of that on Earth while defeating his mirage. In the mirage dimension, where the dragon aura was only one-tenth of the concentration on Earth, Wilbur used his innate talent to comprehend the method of condensing dragon aura. Using this method, the dragon aura could be condensed into an incredibly tough defensive shield, with a strength
Wilbur continuously channeled the power of light from within him to resist the rampaging dark figures. He knew all too well that if these creatures managed to breach the shield, he would be the next target of their voracious appetite. The dark energy devouring the power of light indeed shocked Wilbur, leaving him feeling both surprised and hopeless. After all, the power of light seemed ineffective against these dark figures. Once his power of light was consumed, Wilbur feared he would be powerless to fight back. Wilbur pondered for a moment, and he knew that he must use his strongest attack quickly. Otherwise, he would not be able to fight back once the light shield shatters. The first dragon cauldron instantly levitated in the air. Wilbur unleashed all his dragon aura to form a white dragon. Then, he recited a spell and executed the Dragon Move with a cry, "The seventh level: The Dragon's Turn!" A gold bead appeared above his head out of thin air as he shouted. Then, the gold
The Dark Messenger said, "I admit that you've grown more powerful, Wilbur. I can't believe you grew to be so strong within a month. It's hard to imagine." Wilbur looked at the Dark Messenger without letting his guard down, replying, "You've become more powerful too. The last time I battled you, you were far weaker than you are now. You've improved during the month." "Haha. You can tell, right? It's true that when Bullard Bay became a warzone, the hatred in people's hearts formed into dark power that improved my capabilities. You'll never know how amazing this power is." Wilbur said, "We won't have a winner if we keep battling. How about we give up and leave in peace? Let's battle next time, alright?" "Ha!" The Dark Messenger scoffed coldly, then he clenched his fists and grinned, asking, "Do you think you have the chance to escape today?" "Damn you!" Suddenly, Wilbur saw that the surrounding dark energy gathered toward the Dark Messenger. The dark energy went into the Dar
Suddenly, the block of ice started cracking. Then, it burst apart with an angry shout. "Argh!" The Dark Messenger abruptly turned around and choked Holt. Then, he lifted Holt from the ground. However, Holt did not look like he was in pain at all. Holt started to freeze all over, and he grabbed the right arm of the Dark Messenger, saying, "Quit resisting, Dark Messenger." Wilbur knew this was his chance when he saw the sudden attack from Holt. He was afraid that he would be out of options if he did not escape. Wilbur instantly recited a spell and cast Aura Return, teleporting three hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. His Dragon Aura could cover a radius of three hundred meters, allowing him to narrowly escape the crisis. He turned around and looked toward the direction of the battle, then he activated his Iris Veritas. Wilbur saw a dark energy connected to the sky through his Iris Veritas. The bottom of the dark energy was connected to Holt. Wilbur had no doubt that Ho
General Arthur of Skermann would be sacrificed too if Wilbur let things be. He was unwilling to see that, so after a while of pondering, he decided to head toward Beklaven to discuss it with Arthur. Holt would be dead for sure if he could find a chance to stall Arthur and wait for the Dark Messenger to arrive. Wilbur could also leave by then. When he thought of that, he did not hesitate any longer. He went to the capital of Skermann, Beklaven. Thirty minutes later, Wilbur arrived at Beklaven. However, there were no signs of battle, and there were no ruined buildings. Wilbur was curious about the situation and wondered, 'Could it be that Holt didn't bring his men to Beklaven?' Wilbur felt like things were not as they seemed, but at least it was beneficial for Skermann for the moment. Wilbur instantly changed his appearance and hid his energy. He visited the Cultivator Guild and requested to meet General Arthur. "I have something very important that I need to discuss with General
"What? Wilbur, you're a citizen of the great Dasha. How could you commit such an atrocious act?" Wilbur said, "Mister Arthur, please believe me. The one who killed over ten members of the Cultivator Guild last night was Holt, not me." Holt responded, "Mister Arthur, this man is still spouting nonsense. Please do not trust him." Arthur frowned, looking troubled. Wilbur was stunned that Holt would turn on him, and now he felt like there was no way to clear his name. Just as Arthur was struggling with what to do, a severely injured Steviat burst in from outside. He knelt on one knee and said, "Mister Arthur, last night, we were ordered to the border. On the way, we encountered Ede's cultivators, who killed over ten of our men. I barely escaped with my life." "Perfect timing!" Arthur stood up from his seat, his face cold. "Steviat, take a good look. Between these two, who is the one responsible for killing more than ten members of my Cultivator Guild last night?" "What? Could