Volume 2, Chapter 91 – The Third Savior

“The head of House Anloxi is actually a Malevolent God’s contractor? My god.”

“No wonder the operation eight years ago ended in failure—there was a mole. I guess Lianna sensed something back then, which is why she left House Anloxi.”

“Such a creature deserves worse than death. Being killed outright was too merciful!”

“Exactly! After what he did to Lady Lianna, he’s now partnering with Vassal Tier monsters to turn his own family members into nutrients? Horrifying!”

“But wasn’t the Terran Malevolence destroyed? How are those contractors who received the Malevolent God’s power still alive?”

“Looks like our purge operation needs to continue.”

“Yes, we must eliminate all monsters connected to the Terran Malevolence’s bloodline.”

In the scorched, dilapidated courtyard of House Anloxi, soldiers clearing the Corrupted Beast corpses and purifying the cursed energy discussed these matters with evident anger.

However, when one soldier carrying purification equipment approached a patch of black ash, this soldier—who just seconds ago had been furiously cursing Coburn—suddenly appeared disoriented.

His entire body staggered.

The angry curses abruptly ceased.

After swaying from side to side for several seconds, he finally regained his balance.

When this soldier reopened his eyes, his brown irises suddenly emitted an eerie, faint golden light. The anger in his eyes completely vanished, replaced by a bone-chilling coldness.

His entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation, as if he had become an entirely different person.

“This body is truly subpar in quality.”

After voicing his displeasure, the man fixed his gaze on the inconspicuous pile of black ash on the ground, his eyes narrowing slightly as a grave expression emerged.

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“Even in death, it still reeks… This is Brak’s ash, isn’t it? And… it turned into black ash…”

What it meant to turn into black ash—the man clearly understood.

After scattering the black ash with one foot, the faint golden light in the man’s eyes suddenly dissipated. After the light vanished, the soldier staggered a few steps and then, under the bewildered gazes of his companions, collapsed unconscious on the ground.

“Jack! What’s wrong?”

“Hey! He couldn’t have been infected, could he?”

“Quick, call a doctor!”

Meanwhile, in the Divine Kingdom, within a palace nestled among mountains,

Following a ripple of spiritual energy, a maidservant who had been standing silently in the hall for a long time finally opened her long-closed eyes, revealing a pair of exquisite yellow-purple heterochromatic eyes.

After her consciousness returned to her body, the maid in uniform walked slowly forward, stopping behind a man in a suit.

“Lord Duan, Lord Brak is dead,” the woman reported dispassionately.

Faced with her report, the handsome purple-haired man before her didn’t immediately respond, but silently picked up a wine glass instead.

After savoring a sip of the crimson liquid in the glass, the man named Duan calmly nodded.

“I see.”

His tone was so flat it sent chills down one’s spine.

It was as if the deceased wasn’t his subordinate, but someone completely irrelevant.

“Lord Brak died turning into black ash. This means he attempted to leak family secrets, which is why he was burned to death by the curse’s flames.”

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“Brak wouldn’t voluntarily leak information. Someone was forcing it out of him.”

“That’s possible. Additionally, Lord Moande has disappeared, and the Shenluo weapon you assigned him has also lost its signal. In summary…”

“The plan to bring back Ailiya and the others failed, correct?”

“Yes.”

“I understand. Thank you for the information. You may rest now, Moyun.”

Duan nodded calmly. Although Moande’s plan had failed and one of his Divine Departure Realm subordinates had perished, Duan continued to act as if nothing had happened.

As if he cared nothing about what was happening in the Westivian Covenant.

His gaze remained fixed ahead.

After receiving Duan’s order, Moyun didn’t leave immediately, but instead followed Duan’s gaze and looked forward.

Through the glass wall, she looked down at the primarily white laboratory below.

She looked at the black-haired youth surrounded by dozens of medical staff, who appeared somewhat shy and timid.

Although the youth seemed particularly uneasy, an terrifying Augury Force constantly emanated from his body. This Augury Force poured unrestrained from within the youth, surging like an avalanche toward the surrounding medical staff.

If these medical personnel didn’t possess exceptional abilities, they would have been utterly unable to withstand the youth’s energy fluctuations.

Even outside the laboratory, separated by the specially manufactured glass wall, Moyun could still feel that powerful Augury Force.

“The summoning ritual went smoothly. This new savior looks quite healthy. And his potential is incredibly high. He was just summoned and received the Lord’s blessing, yet he already possesses power at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm? Truly astonishing.”

Moyun squinted her eyes and remarked with slight amazement.

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“Naturally,” Duan said.

When mentioning this new savior, a rare smile appeared on Duan’s otherwise unchanging face.

“This time’s candidate was carefully selected.”

“Whether in terms of physical health…”

“Or innate talent and ability.”

“He is the strongest among the three saviors.”

“Not only that, his personality… is also the most easily controlled type.”

Great power was important, but if one was too rebellious, it could also become troublesome.

“However, his power control seems quite poor. The Augury Force is leaking out completely without restraint. Aren’t you going to do something about it, Lord Duan?”

Moyun looked toward Duan with some concern.

To this, Duan calmly shook his head.

“An ordinary youth who originally had no power, suddenly receiving such a powerful blessing—it’s understandable that he can’t control it. We’ll find someone to guide him properly later. For now, let him release it freely. After releasing this power, he’ll feel more comfortable temporarily.”

Speaking thus, Duan cast a cold glance at the maid beside him.

“By the way, arrange a comfortable room for him, and select a few teachers to teach him this world’s language and common knowledge. Whether our longtime wish can be fulfilled depends on him. Don’t neglect our honored guest.”

“Understood, Lord Duan.”

Moyun obediently nodded.

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“By the way, Lord Duan, what about the guardian who was summoned along with him?”

If Moyun remembered correctly, a red-haired girl had also been summoned alongside the black-haired youth—the one responsible for protecting the savior.

As these words reached his ears, Duan smiled faintly and spoke a truly horrifying fact in a calm voice.

“Dismantled.”

“Dismantled?”

“Yes. Guardians are troublesome to keep around. Better to recycle them early.”

Seemingly recalling some unpleasant memories, Duan’s tone grew slightly colder.

Moyun showed no surprise at this outcome, as if she had expected it, her pretty face displaying no shock, as if she were already accustomed to such things.

What concerned her was…

“Then without a guardian, who will guide the power within this youth called ‘Yeli’?”

“I have my own arrangements for that.”

As he spoke, Duan slightly turned his head, casting his sharp gaze toward another corner of the hall, toward a girl leaning against a stone pillar, continuously looking down at the floor.

“Xing Wu, the task of taking care of your junior is now assigned to you.”

As Duan’s words reached her ears, the girl slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of beautiful but vacant and hollow eyes.

“Understood, Father.”

(End of Volume)