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As more and more energy from the sky and the earth was absorbed, the bodies around the Gigantic Monsters
released a terrifying devilish aura in the air.
Earlier the devilish aura that the monks at the Temple of Enchanted Retreat felt on the other side of the Chaotic
Mountain Range was indeed released from the huge Gigantic Monsters.
Looking at what happened, Debra and Shentel trembled as they were stunned. They were speechless.
‘Th-this giant wild beast can absorb the energy from the sky and earth?’ they thought.
Just at that moment, the Raksasa King’s gaze landed on Debra and Shentel as he said coldly, “There’s no use in
keeping these two women; just kill them now.”
When he said that, The Raksasa King looked cold and heartless.
The Raksasa Tribe was cruel and loved killing. Thousands of years ago, the Yellow Emperor had banished them
because they had a history of causing trouble everywhere and bullied other tribes. After a few thousand years had
passed, their cruel behavior still had not changed.
Most importantly, in the years they had been exiled, the Raksasa Tribe saw the people of the nine continents as
their enemy. Even though Debra and Shentel were beautiful women, the king did not like them at all.
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After he spoke, two Raksasa soldiers walked over, holding the long spears tightly in their hands.
At that moment, Debra and Shentel held both their hands tightly, feeling terrified.
‘Am I going to die just like this?’
‘I don’t want to die!’
They thought as they shut their eyes, feeling completely hopeless!
“Hang on!” a voice said amongst the people.
Then, a huge and smart figure walked out quickly. Although he was the same as most of the other Raksasa people,
his face was pale green, and his body was releasing a devilish aura. His clear facial features also gave him an
attractive energy.
The man was in his twenties and wore high-quality soft leather armor. He was the Honorable Son of the Raksasa
Tribe, Alaric Celtic.
Honorable Son meant he was Raksasa King’s son. His position in the Raksasa Tribe was supreme, and he was under
only one person but above all.
Alaric was talented and intelligent; he was very different from the majority of the Raksasa Tribe, who only knew how
to be cruel and kill. He was careful, diligent, and knew to use his wisdom. He was the Raksasa King’s favorite.
Seeing Alaric stopping him, Raksasa King furrowed his brows. “Why did you stop it? What do you want?”
Alaric took a deep breath and said seriously, “My King! Our tribe has been exiled for thousands of years, and apart
from the temple on the other side of the Chaotic Mountain Range, we knew almost nothing about the situation in
the nine continents.”
Alaric glanced at Debra and Shentel as he continued to speak, “Now that we have captured these two women, I
feel it is fate. We can get information from them about the situation on each continent. Didn’t you always teach me
to use something to its fullest? We can’t kill them.”
“That sounds reasonable!” Raksasa King nodded silently; a smile appeared on his face as he complimented Alaric,
“Not bad, you managed to figure this out. Fine, I will hand these two women to you. You must question them
properly.”
“Yes!” Alaric replied immediately.
Sigh!
Debra and Shentel sighed in relief secretly.
When they looked at Alaric, the hearts of the two women felt unsettled.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm‘This young man saved us with an ulterior motive. Once his objective is met, we can’t escape from being killed,’
they thought.
Debra and Shentel looked at each other and felt extremely bitter.
…
Meanwhile, in the World Universe, a few hundred miles away from Donghai City, the weather was calm and
peaceful at sea.
A few hundred ships were connected together with huge iron chains and were sailing forward slowly.
At that moment, leading them in the lead ship, was a young monk, standing there looking smart but tall. It was
Donoghue.
Behind Donoghue were Elysium Gate and the warriors from various continents. A day ago, these people headed
towards the Chaotic Mountain Range to investigate the situation under Darryl and the Empresses’ orders. Under
Rama’s request, Donoghue was forced to travel together with them.
At that time, a disciple from the Elysium Gate could not help but ask Donoghue, “Master Vikara, how long do we
need to travel in order to arrive at the Chaotic Mountain Range?”
After he spoke, everyone around them stared at Donoghue, his eyes filled with doubt.
In front of them was Master Rama’s disciple, and they must respect him naturally.
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