"You may call me Trevor Penn. I'm also the divine messenger for the Sacred Lord of Fire Dragons Church," said Wilbur. Rogan and Osborn exchanged glances before Osborn said slowly, "It's you. It seems like you and Lars have some unfinished business." "Yes. I could've just killed him, but I chose to work with you in consideration of your nation and my personal issues." "We'll be waiting for your good news then," said Rogan. Wilbur smiled slightly and went out the door. Rogan and Osborn frowned deeply and looked at each other. "Are you confident that he can do it?" asked Rogan worriedly. Osborn replied, "I don't know. Rex is also a Super Sanctuary cultivator. We can only wait and observe for no. If he fails, this will have nothing to do with us. If he succeeds, we'll arrest Lars immediately. We can arrest him for any crime at that point." Rogan nodded slowly. … At Saturn Village, the hotel had been renovated into a church. A plaque for the Sacred Lord of Fire Dragons
Omar felt anxious, but he still gathered the church militia, and they were ready to depart. They drove out of Saturn Village with more than ten vehicles and headed toward the Morocan lands. The Morocans were located in Goldsand City, on a hill three hundred miles away. There was a temple on top of the hill, which was where they buried the Morocan ancestors, and also where Rex cultivated. Surrounding Temple Hills were countless houses made from mountain rocks, and they could be seen from miles away. Over a hundred forts could be seen that were up to thirty meters high. Armed forces were standing on top of the forts. It was like a small military base. The construction style was made for warfare too. Moreover, the unique landmark made it difficult for tanks to roll in and made it easy for them to defend themselves. Wilbur told the troops to stop their vehicles further away. Karl approached alone, and he sneakily cleared a way for the troops to come to a small hill. Befor
The gravity around him increased, so Wilbur stumbled even harder. Rex's hammers could control gravity, and their power was not to be underestimated. Wilbur suddenly felt like the battle was quite a challenge. He almost got hit a few times. Infuriated, he instantly activated his Domain, Tyrant of No Other. A lot of runes appeared on his skin. All his powers were channeled into the thunder cleaver. Wilbur barely regained balance with the powerful force. "Tyrant of No Other: Infernal Thunder Dragon." Wilbur shouted. The Thunder Dragon, which was several meters long, roared and soared toward Rex. Rex smashed it with his hammers, causing the Thunder Dragon to dissipate into spiritual energy in an explosion. Strong gusts of wind appeared everywhere. "Secondary Form: Damnation of the Thunder God." Thunderstorms appeared above Rex as thunder rumbled in the clouds. Rex shouted and let one of his hammers crashed into the thunderstorm. An explosion could be heard. The hu
Wilbur was amazed. Rex truly was a Super Sanctuary cultivator. His powers were unmatched. However… Rex roared and sprinted toward Wilbur with his Domain. He wanted to crush Wilbur. An arrow of light abruptly appeared behind him. The arrow flickered like it was an imaginary object that could vanish anytime. A sense of dread crept up inside Rex. He stopped in his tracks and his body instantly froze up, giving him goosebumps. He used all his might to turn his neck and finally saw the Dimensional Arrow behind him. "Impossible," yelled Rex from the depths of his soul. The Dimensional Arrow flickered and pierced through his body. His massive body was shattered by the Dimensional Arrow. He shattered like a broken mirror, and he kept shattering until he became shimmering specks that eventually vanished into nothingness. Wilbur smiled. The Dimensional Arrow activated by Dragonspeak was truly the most lethal weapon. It deserved to be called a Higher Order spell. Howev
Wilbur fell into deep thought. He wondered how much time had passed when he was snapped back to reality by the sound of footsteps. He turned around and saw Karl walking in with dirt on his face. His hair was burnt, and his clothes were tattered like a beggar's. Wilbur threw the diary into the demiplane and asked, "What happened to you?" "I got hit by two missiles," said Karl awkwardly. Wilbur chuckled. Karl said, "The Morocan soldiers were defeated and fled. I couldn't kill them all." "It doesn't matter. Rex is dead, so Lars will be arrested. They won't be a problem anymore," said Wilbur nonchalantly. Karl expected the outcome, but he was still very impressed. Wilbur was able to win against a Super Sanctuary cultivator. His powers were truly impressive. "Oh yeah. Do you know a place called the Valley of Death?" asked Wilbur. Karl frowned, then shook his head after a while. Wilbur sighed slightly and said, "Let's go. You should head back to Saturn Village, I ne
"It looks like you know about that, Mister Osborn." Wilbur commented while looking at him. Osborn bowed and replied slowly, "That's the most dangerous place in the nation. Are you interested in it, sir?" "Dangerous? How so?" "It's foggy all year with ferocious beasts there. People constantly went in to explore but ended up dead or badly injured." "Why do people want to explore if it's that dangerous?" "Because there are various rare gems there. The fur of the ferocious beasts are also valuable items." Wilbur fell into deep thought for a moment and asked, "Where is the Valley of Death?" Osborn glanced at Rogan, who gave him a faint smile. "It's in Oscar Mountain, around eight hundred kilometers away from Goldsand City," said Osborn. Wilbur nodded and said, "Thanks." "It looks like you love to explore too, sir," Rogan commented with a smile. Wilbur nodded and replied, "We need to have a bit of adventurous spirit, don't we?" "You're right, sir, but please go after
The Dasha Embassy and the major entrepreneurs of Dasha were also invited to attend the ceremony at the presidential office. The efforts of Trevor Penn would be commemorated. The Dasha people were excited. Trevor made them very proud. They could not believe that they would canonize a foreigner as a Sheik because it was unheard of. It was truly a great honor. The Dasha Embassy also made a statement to congratulate Trevor Penn, so they would attend on time and have a collaboration discussion with the president. … Hannah was smiling in her office at that moment. She was unable to stop smiling. She was informed that Everett Foreign Trade was exempted from taxes for three years. It was unbelievably wonderful news to her. Moreover, someone working for the presidential office informed her that the mines of Everett Foreign Trade would be insured by the government. The government would provide massive orders to Everett Foreign Trade immediately. The series of fortunate politica
"Why?" Wilbur asked. Hannah sighed with a frown. "I'll be honest here. This is a huge investment of eighty million dollars, and I can't see anything you have that could help expand and grow Everest's development. I'd want Cape to at least think for themselves, if not for the fate of my company." "It seems like we've still misunderstood each other quite a bit," Wilbur smiled. Hannah's expression was solemn. "I don't think there's a misunderstanding at all. What have you done, ever since you got here?" "A lot, actually. You just don't know about it," said Wilbur. Hannah scoffed. "Really? Do tell." "What if I'm actually Trevor Penn?" Wilbur asked with a smile. Hannah frowned. "That's not funny at all." "See, there's nothing I can do if you won't believe me." Wilbur frowned, turning to leave. He did not want Everest Foreign Trade to be involved with his identity as Trevor Penn and thus did not really care about how she had misunderstood him. Hannah could not help but sh