Orabella was stunned when she heard Xena calling her "sis-in-law".Although she wasn't from here, she was fluent in multiple languages and naturally understood what that word meant."Hey, what's wrong?"Seeing Orabella staring blankly, Xena didn't quite understand but remained enthusiastic. "You're so beautiful and elegant. Your waist-length hair is so silky! What conditioner do you use? Can you recommend one to me?"Orabella snapped back to her senses. She coolly replied, "I'm not your sister-in-law. Don't go around making up family ties."Xena chuckled. In her eyes, Orabella was just being shy.Orabella quickly changed the subject. "Gideon is refining your fiancé's physique. In no time, his physical strength will skyrocket by several levels, far beyond that of ordinary people.""Really?""Of course. But I should warn you. You're in for some suffering.""Huh?" Xena didn't understand.But soon, something clicked in her mind, and her cheeks flushed red.Orabella's eyes gleame
"Alright, then," Gideon said.He contacted Ian, instructing him to notify Rhett and the others that they could lead the champions to Asgard Plains tomorrow.Orabella's eyes flickered. She anticipated that this trip would set off a massive storm."No matter what happens, even if the Pope himself gets involved, I must ensure that Gideon survives," she thought to herself as she watched Gideon's back, lost in her own thoughts.…The next day, the group boarded the aircraft.Lysander remained the pilot. Accompanying Gideon to Asgard Plains were only four people—Orabella, Umbra, and Winter.In addition, they brought along Brightbane Sect's leader, Draven, who they had taken from the eastern plains earlier. He wasn't particularly useful, but leaving him behind on Beaker Island wasn't an option either, so he had to come along.Asgard Plains was incredibly far from Dasovia, located on the other side of the world. The journey required crossing vast oceans and countless mountain ranges.
"Mr. Snow! We're approaching Asgard Plains!" Lysander's face lit up with joy.After five days of grueling travel, the exhaustion was stifling. Now that they were nearing their destination, it was a breath of fresh air.However, Orabella spoke up, "Not yet. We're headed for Bandit's Hollow, and there's still quite a distance to cover. If we run into any attacks along the way, it will delay us even more."Gideon had been to Asgard Plains a few times, but he had never gone deep inside. He wasn't very familiar with it.All he knew was that Asgard Plains was crawling with beasts. Countless powerful beasts roamed the land, which was why, despite its rich resources, no nations had ever attempted to take control of it. The risk of retaliation was too great.Those beasts couldn't be wiped out completely, and if they ever launched an attack on cities, it would be a catastrophe.While no country occupied Asgard Plains, they often came here to trade and gather resources. It was a common sigh
"As for mud-blood Barbarians, they're artificially created. Typically, newborn babies have their blood replaced with beast blood or their organs swapped with those of beasts—brutal methods like that. Those who survive become mud-blood Barbarians."There aren't many pure-blooded Barbarians. Most of them are mud-blood Barbarians."Something crossed Gideon's mind. He asked, "Is The Light Council's genetic engineering project related to the creation of mud-blood Barbarians?"Orabella nodded. "Actually, the genetic engineering project was originally inspired by mud-blood Barbarians. But the process of creating mud-blood Barbarians is too cruel. They replace blood and organs indiscriminately, and the success rate is extremely low."But if the genetic engineering project succeeds, it will be much safer. Right now, though, it's still in its early stages."Suddenly, the aircraft shook.Lysander reported through the communicator, "Entering a high-wind zone! Hold on tight!"Orabella's expr
"Ms. Tempest, the target is just ahead. It's ten miles away on the mountain peak. It looks like they're waiting for us."Zephara Tempest's expression darkened. That was outright contempt!"They must be killed.""Got it!"The howling wind stirred the clouds above, creating a turbulent sky.Gideon stood proudly at the mountain's peak, gazing into the distance.Before long, a dark mass rushed toward him. The entire world was engulfed in a massive storm. Razor-sharp wind blades tore through the mountain, and trees turned to dust.Zephara perched atop her beast companion, looking down at Gideon with cold eyes. "So, you're the human who provoked my people?"Gideon's face remained blank. He said flatly, "No need for words. Let's see how strong you Windrunners really are.""You're courting death!" Zephara was furious.Gideon didn't even bother to explain. It wasn't just disrespect at that point. It was outright humiliation."Kill him!"In an instant, the storm descended. Winds from
At that critical moment, a black shadow slammed forward, shattering the claw imprint into pieces.It was the beast with a severed limb, Zephara's companion beast. It caught Zephara, whipped up a storm, and fled into the distance.At the same time, the fallen beasts gradually steadied themselves, stirring up fierce winds that obscured the sky.Gideon watched silently.Before long, everything settled, and the dust cleared.Orabella walked over and asked, "So, how does it feel?""Exhilarating!" He couldn't help but laugh. "A random tribe, under a single woman's leadership, could unleash such power. As expected of Asgard Plains, there's always someone stronger."Gideon sighed emotionally.Orabella chuckled. "The Windrunners aren't even the top tribe. The gap between them and the top-tier tribes is even bigger. So, don't get cocky. You've still got a long way to go!"Gideon glanced at her. "Why do you sound like an old sage all of a sudden, lecturing people?"She rolled her eyes.
"We're already here. If we don't go in and take a look, wouldn't that be a waste?" Gideon was optimistic, grinning. "I'm like a cockroach. I'm hard to kill.""I'll go with you." Winter grabbed Gideon's hand, eyes blazing with determination. She was ready to live and die alongside him.Gideon kissed her forehead. "This might sound harsh, but honestly, Winter, if you come with me, you'll just be a burden.""Do you have to be that blunt?" She glared at him."Either way, don't get any ideas. You all stay behind. I'm going in alone."Gideon looked toward the deep, dark passage and took a deep breath.Umbra hesitated, but in the end, she said nothing.She and Gideon weren't at the point of life-and-death loyalty yet. Besides, even if she wanted to follow, Gideon probably wouldn't allow it."Stay safe. I'm off."Gideon descended the mountain, sprinting toward the eerie canyon. A gust of cold wind blew against him, chilling him to the bone.Winter bit her lip, watching as Gideon ente
At that moment, somewhere within Bandit's Hollow, eight figures surrounded a central altar, and the person lying in the center was none other than Elara.The eight people were, of course, the seven hooligans and Ivo.Ivo was strikingly handsome, clad in red, with an almost otherworldly charm. A genius by birth, he had already reached the sixth-tier peak transcendent at the age of 36.In the past few days, he had broken through once more to the seventh-tier peak transcendent with the help of the seven hooligans.Ivo's eyes were filled with greed as he stared at Elara on the altar. "Masters, have you decided on a method yet?"The seven hooligans consisted of four men and three women. Six appeared middle-aged, while one was an old man, Pacino Albe. He was the leader of the seven hooligans.Holding a snake-headed staff, he said grimly, "This woman's pure-essence core has already awakened. The pure-essence energy it's releasing is terrifying."If we weren't suppressing it, the energy
The High Marshal title worked like a charm.The mayor of this city, Bailey Pearce, personally welcomed Gideon and his group into his residence with great enthusiasm and utmost respect.After all, news of Gideon storming Cook Manor and carrying the Imperial Token had already spread through every level of government across the Nine Provinces. Who would dare provoke the High Marshal?"Marshal Snow, what brings you to the Wasteland? Are you here to scout for resource troves? If so, I'd be happy to guide you myself.""There's no need for that. I'm here for information on Nethercult."Bailey was visibly startled. "Marshal Snow, Nethercult is one of the three major powers in the northern region. They're no joke."Gideon gave a cold snort. "I'm here to kill their cult leader. If Nethercult's disciples know what's good for them, they'll be put to work mining resources. If they don't, then I'll wipe them all out."Bailey broke out in a cold sweat.So, the rumors were true. Gideon was like
Attwell was already a Supreme.And judging by his energy, he wasn't just any Supreme, but a peak Supreme. He was probably even stronger than Pope of Light and Yohan. No one expected Attwell to have reached this level.Edric and Jandial immediately backed off."Attwell, we meant nothing by it. Don't act on impulse. Alfsee's our grandnephew. We will never hurt him.""Yeah, Attwell. I was out of line earlier. That's on me."Attwell gave a cold snort and reined in his energy. Only then did the two finally breathe easy."It's really not that big a deal." Attwell shook his head and said calmly, "I know the location of several S-class dragon veins in Dasovia. There's one right here in the Wasteland. If I wanted to, I could subdue it. With the power of an S-class dragon vein, I could go head-to-head with him."But what's the point? Fame, fortune, power—none of it means anything to me. Life is short. I might as well live it relaxed and comfortably."Edric and Jandial were deeply shaken.
"Forget everything else. When it comes to familial ties, I'm your uncle. No matter how you look at it, you should come out and see me," Jandial exclaimed.That seemed to work. Inside the bamboo house, a presence stirred.Moments later, a handsome middle-aged man stepped out, dressed in rough linen clothes, long hair loosely draped over his back, yet still carrying an unmistakable noble air."Attwell…""Things have changed. I'm no longer a prince. I'm just Attwell."Edric and Jandial exchanged glances, then said, "Attwell, don't get the wrong idea. We're not using Alfsee to threaten you."Attwell smiled. "I've let go of all that. Alfsee might be my son, but he holds no sway over me. He has his own path—whether he lives or dies has got little to do with me."That caught Edric and Jandial off guard.Watching Attwell watering the flowers, they realized they couldn't read him anymore. Atwell really might have let go of everything and returned to simplicity."Attwell, this is a rare
A visit to the Nethercult in the northern Wasteland—perfect. It was basically a free pass to wipe out Nethercult.Gideon's killing intent surged.Jessica said, "Marshal Snow, should I talk to my father and arrange for a troop to assist you?""There's no need for that. If I wanted, I could contact Samson and have the Dragon's Aegis flatten Nethercult. But that would put Elara's life at risk. I'll pay the Nethercult a visit myself. I want to see what kind of stunt Tristan is trying to pull.""Marshal Snow, it's too dangerous. Tristan definitely has something planned. He wouldn't be bold enough to let you walk into Nethercult otherwise.""It's fine." Gideon wasn't afraid.He already had the confidence to take on a supreme. Even if Tristan had brought backup, it didn't matter."Gideon." At that moment, Ronan and Noel arrived."Mr. Foley, I didn't expect to see you here."Ronan laughed. "I was actually there the day you were appointed. Back then I was trying to guess who the new Hig
"Supreme core, huh?" Gideon muttered, the corner of his mouth lifting. "Interesting. I'm intrigued.""Die!" Tristan screamed hysterically.Gideon rapidly retreated—not out of fear, but to create distance, preparing a devastating killer move.Suddenly, a violent wind howled, spreading intense heat. The temperature in the area shot up.At that moment, firelight flickered in both of Gideon's hands. The left one glowed bright red—it was the Earthcore Flame. The flame on the right shimmered eerie green—it was the netherflame.Then, he brought both hands together.The two heavenly flames began to fuse, though they resisted each other, violently clashing under the pressure. The moment the seal was lifted, the explosion would be unimaginable.But that wasn't enough.Gideon opened his mouth and breathed out streams of core power, merging into the flames. The nation's destiny surged into it as well.The buildup of energy already roared in the void.The seawater beneath Gideon's feet spl
"Proceed!" The word rippled through the skies.From Imperial Palace, it shot out, passed through the High Marshal Seal, and transmitted over Tyrant Sea—stirring it to a boil, shaking the whole place.A dragon's cry echoed through the void from the seal.Next, a mysterious force poured out from the seal, flooding into Gideon's body, lifting him as if to the summit in one step. A commanding, Supreme energy surged from within."This is bad!" Tristan's expression changed.At this moment, Chase had approved Gideon's request. Empowered, Gideon's strength skyrocketed as though he had instantly leapt to the supreme level."Damn it!" Tristan clenched his teeth.He didn't want to back down, but he had no choice. He had to avoid a head-on clash."Are you trying to run away?" Gideon sneered.Now, he was invincible. Tristan was just a weakling—a bug. There was nothing more to him."Tyrant Sea, rise." Gideon raised both arms. The seawater grew wild and furious, surging hundreds of yards int
The broken blade condensed the force of the blade itself."The great Marshal Snow is using a broken blade? How pathetic! My ghost blade was forged over three years, infused with countless rare materials. It's indestructible," Tristan boasted, laughing."If the man's weak, the weapon doesn't matter."Gideon's casual jab left Tristan speechless, his face flushed with shame."A smart aleck, I see. Die!"Just like that, a black blade arc came down.Gideon stayed calm, swung the broken blade, and a white arc of energy shot upward.The black and white blades clashed and shattered on impact.Tristan's next move followed immediately. "The eighth style of the 13 Ghost Blades! Nether's Pass!"The strike carried a chilling gale. The sound of wailing ghosts and howling spirits echoed.As it neared, Gideon noticed countless skulls swirling in the wind. They were only shadows, but enough to make one's scalp crawl. They were clawing and snarling, like demons escaping from hell."Those are p
"Bitch!" The three men were furious and humiliated.As Nethercult guardians, being injured by a woman was unthinkable!"Nethervoid Hands."They moved together, and an intimidating hand seal came crashing down.Noel was just about to step in when suddenly, Elara stepped forward, facing the incoming attack head-on without a trace of fear. Pure essence energy erupted from her, causing the surface of the sea to freeze."Ice Soul Palm." A cold gleam flashed in Elara's eyes as she slammed her palm forward, clashing with the hand seal in a massive explosion.The three guardians were sent flying.Elara also coughed up blood and was knocked back into the floating palace."Elara!" Jessica panicked and rushed in, helping Elara up."I'm fine." Elara then wiped the blood from her lips and closed the palace gates.Her physique was strong, but her cultivation level wasn't high enough. If it got serious, she couldn't match the three guardians.Still, that brief clash had been her first rea
Gideon and Tristan clashed fists and were blown backward.Gideon's whole body went numb. He thought to himself, "Anyone who's remotely close to the word 'supreme' is no joke."Tristan, meanwhile, was shaken to his core. The moment their fists met, a massive force surged through his arm.If he hadn't reacted in time to deflect the impact, his body would've taken serious damage. Even so, his right arm was almost completely numb now.His long sleeves covered it so no one could see the trembling."No wonder it's called the Solar Titan Physique. It's one of the top-tier physiques. Now I see why.""That was nothing. Watch out, Mr. Neblanc. I'm about to turn it up." Gideon laughed loudly, battle intent soaring.He launched a full-on attack.It was not a secret technique. Instead, it was just pure close-quarters combat.That put Tristan in a tough spot. Just one exchange had already left him at a disadvantage. If they kept going toe-to-toe, there was a real risk he would get injured an