A man with a black hood, a swordsman, and a middle-aged man in a long robe stood in confrontation. On the other side were Regus and an unknown topless burly man. The cave could hardly contain the aura of several people, and marks appeared on the stone wall. It could be seen from the traces and displeasure seeping from several people that they had just experienced a battle. “Hand over the holy object,” the middle-aged man named Duane said calmly. Regus looked at the man in black with a folding fan in hand. “Your Highness, you attacked me when we were in Cirrus City. Do you want to do it again? I have no intention of meddling in your affairs, but I like this thing very much, so I hope you can give it up to me.” The man in black said with a sinister smile. He held a flute in his hand, ready to strike at any time. Seeing this, Duane said to the swordsman, “We’re people of Grotto Eden, and this holy object belongs to Grotto Eden, so we can't give it up so easily.” “Get rid
The swordsman looked at Philip in shock. He was an expert in the late stage of nine stars, considered one of the best in Grotto Eden. He was also a founder of a guild in Grotto Eden. He never thought things would end up like this. When he met Philip for the first time, the latter was clearly at the eight-star level, but he could already block one of his sword strikes. In the swordsman’s opinion, an eight-star fighting head-on against a nine-star was simply impossible. The swordsman had always been invincible among his peers and could fight beyond his level. He never thought that Philip could fight just like him. Philip flexed his body and said to the swordsman, “I don’t fear anyone below the holy tier. Do you want to fight?” Those few simple words contained indescribable arrogance. The swordsman frowned deeply. His sword flashed out, followed by sword shadows, and the two fought. Philip used the Splitting Sword Technique. Space cracks appeared one after another. No
This movement was comparable with the Flying Thunder God Technique. Although Philip was still exploring, the rudimentary form could already be seen. The man in black was furious. No one had ever dared to attack him at this time. Philip was definitely one of them, and that action left him a little bewildered. “Third prince, you’re really lucky, but it won’t happen again next time.” The man in black turned into a cloud of black mist that disappeared into thin air. However, the man in black did not know that Philip’s sword was not intended to kill him. Instead, it had left an imperceptible mark on his body. Philip appeared beside the man in black who had disappeared. He looked at the man in black, and two marks on his body flashed. “I’m on a mission to subdue everyone who entered the Schonberg Ancient Ruin. I wonder if you’re willing to submit to me.” Philip solemnly added, “If you refuse, I won’t force it, but I’ll kill you.” The man in black had never met such an arrog
As Philip spoke, his level dropped to eight stars. His breathing became disordered, his face was flushed, and there was a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. It looked like the side effects of taking the Energy Concentration Pill. “I thought I could help you get rid of that guy before the pill lost its effect, but he ran too quickly,” Philip said. “If he hadn't run away, it would've been worse for you,” Regus said helplessly as he rolled his eyes at Philip. Regus did not dwell on Philip’s strength. At their level, everyone had secrets, so Regus did not ask. “If you hadn’t arrived in time, I’d have died under his hands,” Philip said nonchalantly. Regus simply stretched his hand out to Philip and said, “You got that mirror. Hand it over.” “What? I don’t know anything,” Philip said with a smile. “Are you playing dumb? That thing isn’t the holy object of Ocular Mountain but the Beelzebub family,” Regus said mildly. Philip said unhappily, “Just because your fami
Although Licht knew this, seeing Regus’ smug face, he was still reluctant to give up the thing that he finally got his hands on. Most importantly, Licht was peeved by Regus’ words just now. Licht still obeyed Philip and reluctantly handed over the mirror. Regus took out a large pile of dried meat and said to Licht as if apologizing, “I’ll accept this thing, but I’ll also promise that I won’t get involved in the subsequent fights for any treasure. It’s enough for me to fulfill my task with just this thing.” Although Regus was acting this way now, Philip knew he did not use his full strength when he fought the man in black just now. If Regus went all out, even Philip would find it difficult to deal with him. Thus, Philip chose to stay on his good side. He did not have to kill everyone. Making friends was also a good choice. Philip said calmly, “Do you know what the treasure in the ancient ruin is?” “I've only heard of it. I don't know what exactly it is, but it seems to
Parkson's face turned blue as he froze in place. He was the prince of the white tiger royal family, one of the nine royal families. Now, this young girl was saying she wanted a white tiger as her mount. Was there no respect for him? Philip quickly covered the young girl's mouth. Whoa, what the hell did he hear? “This child doesn’t know what she’s saying.” He could only explain feebly and whisper to the young girl, “Something like this can only be said in private. Don’t the white tiger royal family deserve any respect?” The young girl nodded and beckoned to Parkson. Parkson actually approached her. The young girl asked, “Will you be my mount?” Parkson was dumbfounded. Philip could only pull the young girl behind him. The corner of Parkson's mouth twitched. He looked at Philip and said, “Hehe, I know that this must be your idea! Thank you!” “You’re welcome. We’re a family, so don’t stand on ceremony,” Philip responded meekly. Parkson felt as if he was being
In an instant, Philip's whole arm surged with energy as he imitated the chimera arm and met Parkson’s punch. As the two fists collided, Philip felt his energy surging, and even his internal organs shuddered as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Philip was at a disadvantage, but he did not give up. He threw out one punch after another, almost a one-for-one exchange with Parkson. In the end, his arms drooped limply at his sides. “Don’t you want to fight me? Come on, let’s see who can defeat the other.” Parkson and Philip lay on the ground, their broken arms hung limply from their shoulders. Even so, Philip still refused to admit defeat. Parkson was even more so. The two were still bickering while lying on the floor. When they fought, Parkson had limited his strength to eight stars, and so did Philip. Although they were in bad shape, the two became friends strangely and inexplicably. The young girl looked a little stealthy as she quietly squatted in front of Parkson and
“Can you tell me more about the contract?” “It’s something I found by chance. It isn't very useful.” “Can you tell me how to do it? I want to sign a contract with a bird,” Philip asked curiously. In fact, there were many ways to sign a contract. For example, one could lay down a spell in one’s consciousness. Once the party betrayed the other, the contract would take effect, and the party would end up dead or severely injured. Some mages could even forcibly absorb the consciousness of the other party they wanted to form a contract with. However, Philip was more curious about the contract that was done under the hexagram. Philip had never seen such a contract. “I can give it to you, but only mages can learn this,” the young girl replied. Licht felt as if he was being targeted and felt more flustered. He said to Philip, “We’re brothers. You can’t treat me like this. I’ve agreed to accept you as an apprentice on behalf of the teacher. By then, you’ll become my senior. You