LOGINA low hum rang out. Then, under everyone's gaze, a golden arc-shaped energy barrier suddenly expanded from the center of the black and violet explosion.It was like the blazing sun falling from the sky, radiating light in all directions. "This…" Waylon raised his hand, instinctively shielding himself from the blinding light. His figure retreated again and again through the air. At the same time, Kaelen also retreated several steps to ensure his safety.Only Christopher, Marcato, Raiden, and Mendyl remained where they were. Even so, their expressions all tightened at once.Mendyl's voice changed with alarm. "Wyrmhelm, are you telling me Reginald is on the verge of becoming a demigod?"To be "Beyond Mortal Limits" meant you were top of the food chain. But you still played by the world's rules.A true god? That would be off the board, and they made their own rules, the ultimate cheat code.Then again, it was all just labels, stories we tell about power. If real gods existed, th
Reginald smiled calmly and said to Christopher, "I know exactly what kind of person you are. Right now, the prototype of the passage has appeared. But it's not big enough yet and can't support anyone below the martial god level entering. "For me, whether the passage expands or not doesn't really matter. Even at its current size, I could force my way in without any issues. But for you all, that's a different story." Christopher cursed, "Damn it! We'll do it your way. Lord Marcato, quickly switch positions with him, and we'll strike again!"Immediately, Reginald, who had been in the center position, switched places with Marcato.Marcato took the central position. In that instant when they switched positions, an eerie divine light suddenly blazed from Marcato's eyes.Correspondingly, the octagonal energy masses in Christopher's hands expanded violently, growing from fist-sized to as wide as a cauldron.The two supreme powerhouses exchanged a glance. Then, they both roared wildly a
Nyx gritted her teeth but did not argue back. Instead, a quiet sweetness spread through her heart. No matter what, she was still a woman, and under Andrew's relentless charm offensive, she had no defense whatsoever.Half a day passed in the blink of an eye.Above the vast wasteland, massive clouds of black radiation loomed overhead. Even from far away, Andrew spotted the enormous fissure at once.It was his first time coming to the Deadlands.He murmured, "This place truly lives up to its name. The murderous aura and aura of decay could make even the Gods weep in sorrow."Nyx said, "The Deadlands were created when ancient supreme powerhouses fought to the death here. You're right, countless people died here, far too many. Even though my martial arts have grown quite strong, I still don't want to come to a place like this."Andrew replied, "Let's go find Dad." Nyx mumbled, "Normally, you wouldn't see a single soul in this kind of forbidden zone. But now, so many people have sudd
Along the way, Andrew and Nyx constantly encountered people from various factions, and it looked like everyone was heading toward the Deadlands.Nyx said, "Mr. Lloyd Senior must be under a lot of pressure over there. Those people we just saw were vampires, and the group behind them looked like Eastern martial artists, but I didn't recognize them."Andrew replied calmly, "I know who they are. That was Waylon Sloan from Sorya, along with his apprentice, Ezekiel Beckett."As he spoke, a smile appeared at the corner of Andrew's mouth.Nyx asked curiously, "What's with the smile?"Andrew glanced at her and explained, "Ezekiel used to be an incredibly talented prodigy. But unfortunately for him, back in Holtrien, I crippled him and destroyed his martial path. I never expected to run into him here. What a small world!"Nyx sighed. "You've made enemies with way too many people. That means you must have bitter rivals everywhere." Andrew chuckled. "That's true, but I also have beautiful
Franz hesitated. "But if we accept the Ludendorff family's people and supplies without sending troops…"Andrew waved his hand. "I know what you're trying to say. Don't worry about that and just take everything they give us. From the very beginning, I never planned to cooperate with the Ludendorff family. The era of their reign in Wastelands should come to an end, and it's time for the Outlands to be reshuffled. At the very least, slavery shouldn't continue to exist on this land. Enough people have died already."Franz frowned. "But the Ludendorff family is in league with the Dark Clans. Andrew, I know you want to bring true peace and prosperity to the Outlands, but I have to remind you that it's extremely unrealistic. The Ludendorff family isn't even that significant in the Outlands. The truly cruel ones are the Dark Trinity!"Andrew replied calmly, "My vision isn't that grand or noble. I'm not fixated on restoring peace to the Outlands or anything like that. Right now, I just want
Cyril's face twitched violently as he turned around. "What else do you want? If you're thinking about asking for more, then I don't even need to check with Throne City; I can tell you that the answer is no. The Ludendorff family's forces must be concentrated in Throne City to deal with the Cathedral. If we split them with you, how can our family still claim to be the King of the Wastelands?"Andrew nodded repeatedly. "Yes, you're absolutely right! That makes perfect sense! I called you back, but not to ask for more. I'm a man of my word. Since we've already made a deal, you know I won't make any more excessive demands." Cyril let out a cold laugh, clearly unconvinced. This bastard had screwed over the Ludendorff family more than once.Andrew smiled cheerfully. "I just wanted to catch up with you a bit. It's about Prince Prescott and Governor Garal. After they escaped from Abyss City, I was wondering how they're doing? Are they in good health?"Cyril's face darkened as he snorted c







