Chapter 826
Andrius followed closely, and they soon arrived at a cottage.
“Here.” Registus took out a small wooden box and pushed it toward Andrius.
Andrius opened it and narrowed his eyes.
The box contained many documents. They were all detailed records of the heinous crimes that the fake emperor,
the Second War God, and others had committed over the years.
Andrius had never heard of some of these crimes, but they were written down clearly here. It was clear how great
the sins of the fake emperor and the others were.
“Be careful, Andrius.” Registus looked at the evidence and said grimly. “When you weren’t around, the fake
emperor and the Second War God have made new plans for Sumeria. They’re researching a new generation of
insect soldiers to fight the Lycantroops. You must stay vigilant.”
Andrius already had a rough idea from Otto.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter hearing Registus‘ words, he snorted coldly. “Don’t worry about their ambitions. After returning from the
temple, I’m not like how I was before. Even the most powerful insect soldier doesn’t worry me.”
Although insect soldiers were powerful, they had the limits of ordinary people. At most, they were just slightly
faster, resistant, and powerful. However, they were nothing compared to inner energy.
“That’s not it.” Registus shook his head and said, “What I’m telling you to be vigilant about aren’t the
insect soldiers, but the ancient martial arts families!”
The ancient martial arts families!
Andrius‘ eyes narrowed slightly at the words.
The truth was that the five ancient martial arts families controlled the politics of Florence!
Furthermore, four of the families formed an alliance to destroy the Kleins, which Andrius belonged to, and
dominated Florence for decades. It was clear how powerful they were. They could not be underestimated.
Thinking about it, Andrius did not have an accurate understanding of the ancient martial arts families.
He immediately asked, “Can you tell me more about what these families cultivate?”
“Dennis, you explain it to Andrius!” Registus smiled and nodded at the guard beside him.
He was the black–robed person who had saved Andrius that day.
Dennis nodded and said, “Martial artists continuously break through their physical limits and enhance their bodies
and strength step by step. They progress from apprenticeship, then pseudo–martial artists, innate martial artists,
martial masters to martial grandmasters!”
“Martial masters are able to harm others with just a leave. Taking lives and flying on rooftops and walls. are not a
big deal to them at all.
“Ordinarily speaking, martial grandmasters are the pinnacle of what ordinary people can achieve. Even countless
people with exceptional talents may find it difficult to advance further in their lifetimes.
“However, nothing is impossible. Be it due to fate or destiny, someone will inevitably comprehend inner energy and
step into a completely new realm above that of the martial grandmaster, called the martial realm!”
Andrius‘ eyes narrowed at those words. He had comprehended inner energy. It seemed that the new
realm he stepped into was called the martial realm.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“The martial realm is divided into five major stages–Martial Lord, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial God, and
Martial Saint!
“Within each stage are three smaller ranks early, middle, and late. Progressing from one rank to the next is a
significant leap in strength, and the gap between the major stages is like a chasm.
“Challenging someone from a higher stage is nearly impossible!”
At that point, Dennis sighed and said, “Among them, the most powerful are the Martial Saints. They can fly, are
omnipotent, and are like gods walking the earth.”
Omnipotent…
It sounded like they transcended ordinary humans.
“However…” Dennis looked at Andrius and smiled. “You have just comprehended inner energy, so you can be
considered to be an early–stage Martial Lord. You have a long way ahead of you.”
Andrius merely smiled at the words. He was never one to aim too high.
Andrius asked curiously, “What about you? What’s your current level?”
“Me? I’m a mid–stage Martial Lord,” Dennis spoke with a hint of pride.
Although he was only a small rank ahead, it was enough to make him proud.
“Oh?”