Mystical Journey
chapter-1017

"You…!" Glory's face changed, as she felt the thing in her hand suddenly disappear. In the blink of an eye, the Ice Magic Pillar emerged in the hands of Anthony, who was opposite her.

"Tsk tsk… This is indeed, something that has been an inherited magic device. It wasn't such a waste after all, for us to spend so much effort and energy in getting rid of the Edward family."

"Let's go, don't let the sixth royal highness wait long," a White Ghost beside Anthony spoke.

"En."

The team of White Ghosts had the mercenaries completely surrounded in a tight ring and held them hostage as they speedily rushed into the distance.

This piece of Maplewood forest was soon left empty, but indistinctly… Numerous black shadows flashed through fleetingly, like black smoke, following this group of people tightly as they moved further and further.

"Huh?" Suddenly, one of the black shadows halted; startlingly, it was a long and slender figure and his entire body diffused with darkness. He turned around.

Another black figure had appeared behind him out of nowhere.

The person leaned against a tree, emitting a thick and freezing chill continuously from his body.

"Second Brother, haven't you gone to the Void Battlefields? Why have you appeared in a place like this?" The black shadow looked to the sound near the near, sniggering coldly.

"Big brother, haven't you gone to pursue and check on the smuggled consignments? Why have you appeared in a place like this? Aren't you a germaphobe? Doesn't a dirty place like this besmirch your shoes?" The other person sneered back in the same manner as well.

"Do you want the Ice Magic Scroll as well?"

"It's a valuable object that can increase the possibility of my Scarlet Snow Technique breaking through to the Inherited Level. Big Brother, even your own henchman dared to take action by himself, how could it be that we, as your brothers, be less than one of your own men?" The shadow by the tree spoke calmly.

"Second Brother, you have an abundance of talent, so why would you care about a silly little thing like the Ice Magic Scroll? Isn't the Ice Dragonflame over at Carthage's more suitable for you?" Boss said softly.

"The Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard is a behemoth of the Inherited Level. I was just worried that your competent right-hand man might not be able to get the job done, so I came over to help," Second Brother chuckled lightly. "Also, we have another friend who can come out now."

His gaze slowly fell on the seemingly normal grass at the bottom of the trees in another direction.

Clap clap clap…

In the midst of the crisp sound of applause, a giant black wolf, carrying a man who was also entirely dark, emerged from the side of the grass.

"Ice Magic Pillar? A valuable object that can increase the likelihood of breakthrough to the Inherited Level? Never imagined that I would be able to come across such good fortune just by taking a casual stroll out, I really can't keep fortune away when it comes to me," a voice that had undergone mutation rang out in the air, giving them a sharp and strange vibe.

"Take a look at whether you are qualified to want such a thing!" Second Brother suddenly shot a beam of shapeless chill out from his hand, which quietly rushed towards the black wolf beneath the man. This beam of chill did not emit coldness in the slightest, and it did not fly through the air, but rather, moved from one place to another in a manner similar to dimension hopping.

Windless Flying Blade. This was a powerful technique that he had trained for dozens of years before he could master it. Although it was merely a casual attack, it was enough as a probe.

The chill suddenly appeared in front of the black wolf and was about to hit it straight in the head. If it were to hit, the entire black wolf would immediately be frozen into a block of ice by this powerful force, and subsequently, shatter into numerous pieces.

Everything happened in that instant. At a speed faster than one could blink, the man on the black wolf suddenly drew his blade out.

Bang!

A black line sliced down from the top and was just about to hit the chilled flying blade.

There was an abrupt clashing sound from the black line of the sword's blade. Wisps of black smoke exploded around his body and covered the surface of the sword. The energy was tremendously doubled under the effects of the black smoke.

In silence, the chilled flying blade and the blade of the sword met. Neither of them made a sound, and instantly annihilated the other, vanishing into thin air.

"Demon Blade technique?" Second Brother scoffed, as though he had thought of someone else. "To be able to execute this swing so easily…"

"Since it's you, you're qualified to share the secret scroll with us equally," it was only now that Boss spoke. "But aren't you supposed to be breaking through in isolation now?"

"Why should my business concern you?" The black wolf man's heart stirred; this person seemed to have mistaken him for someone else. He sneered.

"Alright, alright, alright… People say you're crazy but I didn't believe them, now it seems like that's the case!" Boss replied rather angrily.

"Because it's you, you definitely have the right to share this with us, but the secret scroll can only belong to the three of us, and no more!" Second Brother fixed his eyes somewhat fearfully on the shadow of the black wolfman. Rumor had it that this person was ridiculously strong. Even if they were to both attack him at the same time, they might still be unsuccessful in suppressing him. He would not easily give in to compromise either.

"Up to you," the black wolfman laughed.

"Definitely no more! The more living beings who read the secret scroll, the weaker the power!" Second Brother warned in a frosty voice.

"And if more people come?" Boss sniggered.

"Then they become our enemy, and we kill them together!" Second Brother said gruesomely.

"I agree," the black wolfman replied in an off-handed manner.

"Hmph!" Boss turned around and immediately disappeared into the darkness.

The other two also vanished into the darkness. Their speed was astounding and exceeded the typical stages of Level Five.

The black wolfman speedily left the scene and waited for over ten minutes before he shed his screen in a dark place, taking off the radiating black shadow that had covered him.

"Skillful… Skillful, indeed! Garen lowered his head to look at his right hand. The swing of the blade just now had already used up all of his explosive energy, but it had only been to block the chilling attack sent out by the other person so casually.

It did not take much for him to guess the identifies of Boss and the Second Brother. They were under the Great Elder, the first Three-Hearted Ron Belle, and the second Three-Hearted Barlow Hertha respectively. These were high-level personalities of the Moonshine and were old-school masters of the resonance Two-Moons Level.

That explosion of energy he had needed to swing the blade just now had only been to endure and resist a probing attack casually executed by the opponent. Such difference…

"If they find out, I'll be in big trouble… But by how many percentage can the Ice Magic Scroll increase the breakthrough to the Inherited Level?" There was a vicious flash in Garen's eyes. "I must not miss out on this valuable item!" It was rare for him to have such good luck and have this coincidental encounter. As for the danger, if he were afraid of danger, then why should he still be training his martial arts? He might as well roll home and feed on milk.

Risk and profit exist mutually!

It was a valuable item that even the resonance Two-Moons Level masters had been moved in their hearts to pursue. If he was able to share it, this stack would be extremely strong! Perhaps, he could borrow this to break through to a new level in a short period of time!

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In the pinewood forest.

In front of a black stone wall, the line of White Ghosts, taking hostage of Glory and the others, speedily passing through the woods, and stood before the stone wall.

"This is it?"

The leader of the White Ghosts, Anthony, stared dubiously at the stone wall. No matter how he looked at it, this was only a very ordinary stone wall.

"This is it!" Glory said confidently.

Anthony nodded and began to inspect it carefully.

Yannen and the other mercenaries had sour looks on their faces. They were only mercenaries who had been hired at the last minute by Glory, who had said that they were to protect and bring her here in exchange for a hefty sum of payment. They had not imagined that they would encounter such a huge danger.

The White Ghosts was a terrorist organization with a fierce reputation. Even the City Masters were more afraid of them than not; what more these ordinary mercenaries.

"Activate it, then? Everyone remain vigilant!" Anthony seemed to be done with his inspection, and was standing back in his original spot, taking out a tiny silver needle, which he held in his hand. Cautiousness flashed in his eyes.

Pushed forward by him, Glory gritted her teeth and walked before the stone wall. She began to slowly form strange prints on the wall with both her hands.

Szz!

Suddenly, a faint, white imprint lit up on her body. It was the first handprint she had formed just now, followed almost immediately by the second one, and the third one…

The imprints on Glory's body increased and became denser. Her entire body was faintly diffused into the white light.

Szz…

There was another vague sound of breath being drawn in, long and soft. At first, it was still very weak, but as time passed, the sound of air being sucked in began to grow stronger, and louder…

"Big Brother, watch out!" Suddenly, a White Ghost pounced onto Anthony violently and fell.

In that instant, where Anthony's head had been, a blood red shadow suddenly pierced through the air, like a sharp sword. With a whoosh, it sliced across, instantly embedding itself into the head of a White Ghost.

With a splurge, the head of the White Ghost immediately exploded into numerous splatters of blood and brain.

"It's the Eight-Eyed Giant Lizard! Get off!" Anthony struggled to push away the White Ghost on him, and upon crawling up, rushed towards Glory.

His steps were very strange, as though both of his legs were being tied together and he had to jump, but his speed was astonishing.

Suddenly, he felt as though something was dragging him back by holding onto his legs. Turning his head, he was startled to see the White Ghost that had pushed him down at first. He had reached out with his hands and was holding on tightly to his legs, stubborn and not letting go.

"Get off!" At that moment, Anthony still did not know that the person was actually there to mess him up.

"Lightning Heart!" Out of the blue, he gave a loud roar. His entire body lit up with blue light, and a blue imprint flashed on his glabella.

Immediately, countless of electrical current erupted from Anthony's body, blasting the White Ghost away violently.

"Anthony! You killed my father! Stole our family's secret treasure! I want you dead!" Glory's body was completely bright with white light. Her face contorted into the look of a lizard every now and then, and her entire body was giving off an inhuman vibe. Before she had finished speaking, she had already leaped towards Anthony.

It was then that a clump of grey mud under the trees suddenly rose up, and rushed to Anthony.

"Die!"

The voice of a young boy sounded out from the mud.

Hearing this voice, Anthony's face gradually regained composure, and even ended up with a sliver of a smile.

"Beirut, Glory, Angel," he growled, as his entire body got charged up with electric currents. Suddenly, a pale blue electrical orchid bloomed, slowly unfurling the petals into every direction.

"I am your uncle by blood. How could you gang up to kill me? It makes me so sad!" With a spin of his body, the electric petals suddenly crashed into the bodies of the two people who had been charging at him.

A young and small body was blasted out from the mud and sent flying, landing far within the pinewood forest.

Glory had also been hit by the enormous force of the electric currents, and her body was now numb. Half of the white imprints on her body had been wiped out.

"The Lightning Heart should belong to my father! She cried out in despair, wanting to pounce out and charge towards Anthony again. However, another electric current swept through her, causing her entire body to be so numb that she almost fell to the ground.

It was only then that the others had the opportunity to rush in and restrain Glory. The mercenaries did not even dare to move; some of them had been swept up by the residual waves of the enormous electric current, and their bodies were entirely numb, but even then, they did not dare make a sound. The leader of the mercenaries, Yannen, had roughly guessed the identities of the people at the scene. He sighed in his head, somewhat helpless.

The Blue Ice family had always been a great and famous local clan, but in a single night, unexpected calamity had hit them. He would never have guessed that it was an inside job.

The old lord of the family had been a resonance master of the New-Moon Level, leader of the three great forces in the city. However, he had been deceived by his own flesh and blood and had met with a violent death. The family's important treasure had been snatched. The ones who had ganged up against Anthony just now had been the daughter of the old lord, Glory, his son Beirut, and his nephew, Angel.

The three of them had been lucky enough to survive the catastrophe back then. It was normal for them to rush out now in vengeance.