Chapter 682: Brother, Come If You Can Win! (2)

Chapter 682 -360: Brother, Come If You Can Win! (2)

Grazte had turned into a headless corpse, falling to the ground with a thud, while Raine held the Warhammer diagonally in his hands, maintaining the posture of swinging the hammer down.

…

Light and shadow shifted as everyone returned from subspace once more.

“Huff~ Huff~”

Raine’s chest heaved violently.

‘That was close~’

‘Isolation Divine Power had reached twenty-seven seconds. If it lasted a bit longer, the consequences would have been unimaginable!’

‘But how could Grazte’s projection be this strong??’

Raine was somewhat puzzled.

As his gaze fell on the icon in the sixteen-grid bag resembling a human Duke, Raine quickly understood the reason.

[Grazte Bloodline (Extremely Deficient)]

—— Contains five standard units of Divinity, capable of resisting a few instances of instant death effects

Charm Humans lv1 (Extremely Deficient, retains slight effect): Distorts your perception of enemy creatures, forcing closeness and obedience.

(Note: Only effective on targets who see your eyes, current effect is weak.)

No-Light Domain lv1 (Extremely Deficient, currently no effect)….

‘Five standard units of Divinity?’

‘No wonder it’s so strong!’

‘But the question is, why would High-tier Demon Lord Grazte invest so much Divinity energy into this projection?’

Pondering this question, Raine’s gaze involuntarily turned to the beautiful Lilith beside him.

At this moment, Lilith’s complexion was slightly pale, the loss of vital blood was not much but particularly precious, making her increasingly fair face emphasize her red lips even more vividly.

‘Could it be that Grazte also likes beautiful human female Mages?’

Raine thought secretly to himself.

‘Additionally, now I have three parts of extremely deficient Evil God or Demon Lord bloodline, need two more.’

‘If speaking of the minimum required for fusion, at least one more is needed, where could I find it?’

‘Wait, if Demon Lords like beautiful ladies, then Lilith….’

Lilith noticed Raine’s gaze at this moment, and her neck suddenly bristled with goosebumps.

“Lord Raine, if it comes again, I’m afraid I can’t handle it. I need to rest for a period to recover.” Lilith said hastily.

“Ahem…..how could it be, Lilith, you should have a good rest. You performed very well this time.”

It seems for Lilith’s side, in the short term, it’s not very possible.

Need to think of other ways.

“Let’s head back to the Royal Palace, let’s go.”

With a flash of blue light, everyone disappeared from the empty abandoned mine.

And after Raine and his entourage left for a few minutes.

The space of the abandoned mine was ripped open again.

A bloodshot eyeball burst out from the fissure, filled with anger, continuously glancing around, as if searching for something.

This bloodshot eyeball was precisely controlled by High-tier Demon Lord Grazte.

But after surveying a circle, naturally, it returned without success.

….

Prosperous Winterless City.

Inside a mansion not far from the trade district.

Two ordinary-looking men were frowning in discussion in front of a device resembling an enlarged crystal ball magic staff:

“Still haven’t found the core altar of the Black Fist Church? The instruments shipped from the Imperial Capital also didn’t detect waves of the Divine Passage?”

“No. Since the last wave confirmed in the northwest of the continent, till now, no second wave has been sensed.”

They came as spies from the intelligence department of the Urein Empire to Winterless City, aiming to discover the location where the Bane’s body, said to be hidden and wounded a thousand years ago, lay.

“What about tracking the whereabouts of those Black Fist Priests?”

“Tracked them, but most headed to some of the Black Fist Army’s outposts and bases. Our actions have attracted the attention of the other side, and the Black Fist Army’s leadership has begun taking action against us.”

“Be careful, the Empire has already dispatched the Emperor’s Fall Squad over.”

“Emperor’s Fall Squad?” The man was clearly familiar with the squad mentioned by his superior, expressing his sense of shock.

“Yes!”

…

Rapids Castle Royal Palace.

A tall man dressed in dark armor stood in the center of the field with his arms crossed.

A few meters in front of him, Sword Saint Duke Musadi struggled to stand from his kneeling position, but couldn’t stand up, the Divine Artifact Omen Sword in his hand was abruptly broken into two pieces.

Meanwhile, the corpses of the guards lay in a neat radial pattern centered around the tall man, the area resembling the impact effect caused by a meteorite that had fallen into a rice field.

“Nice sword, otherwise, you’d be dead.” The Black Fist Army Commander Omar glanced at Duke Musadi, who was struggling to get up while vomiting blood, then at the broken Omen Sword, and said calmly.

Although Musadi’s heart shivered, he understood, despite the harsh tone, the other was speaking the truth.

The strength of the man before him was the strongest he had ever seen in his life.

If he guessed correctly, based on the black fist mark on the opponent’s chest and the cross scar on his forehead, the person was likely Omar, the Black Fist Army Commander.

Yet, even as High-Tier Transcendent, he shouldn’t be this strong!

If he hadn’t seen wrong just now, what the opponent seemed to have performed was an instant death attack.

This was not the domain of mortals!

“You…” Henry stood in front of his father, King Galin Soladin of the Soladin Kingdom, and said. “If you dare, Raine won’t spare you.”

Though his voice trembled a bit, his body did not retreat.

“Oh? Looks like you and that young guy Raine are quite familiar?”

“Very well, if you want to survive, contact him now.”

“Before he arrives, I won’t kill anyone present. But, I only give you thirty minutes.”

“How can half an hour be enough?” Henry first froze and then quickly said, “If Raine is far away, it’s possible we can’t contact him.”

“That’s your problem, remember, you only have half an hour.”

…

Meanwhile.

Inside the Royal Palace of the Mountain Dwarf Kingdom.

Raine and Leonore, Elder Grenum and others were walking along the corridor towards the banquet hall.

At this moment, Leonore suddenly turned serious as he listened to the Communication Crystal from his chest: “Raine, something happened in the Fadir Kingdom.”

“Hmm?”

“Including Duke Fortagen and more than half of the Advanced generals from the Fadir Wetland Kingdom, all were killed by a mysterious strong opponent.”

“What?” Raine raised an eyebrow, his eyes widening, “Who is it?”

Although Duke Fortagen’s strength was ranked relatively lower in the Legendary tier, generally escape should be manageable.

But this time…

More critically, this was a glaring provocation against the Northern Alliance!

Was it the Urein Empire?

Or the Black Fist Army?

“Not clear. According to the guards on site, the battle ended swiftly, and by the time they reacted and rushed in, all they saw were corpses everywhere.” Leonore shook his head.

Raine thought for a moment and said, “Then I’ll go with you now to observe the situation.”

Several of the Dwarf Elders were already injured, like Elder Dinita, who had been controlled by Grazte just now, still somewhat mentally damaged, naturally unsuitable for going to Fadir Kingdom.

Lilith had lost considerable vital blood, likewise not advisable to go.

“Okay.” Leonore nodded.

As the two were about to cast the Teleportation Spell to head to Fadir Wetland Kingdom Capital Makas City, suddenly, Raine felt a slight vibration from his waist pouch.

“Hold on.” Raine said, as he reached into the waist pouch to answer the Communication Crystal.

With a trace of Spiritual Power infused, the voice from the other side made everyone present turn their heads in attention!

“Raine, a Black Fist Army strongman with a cross scar on his forehead came to Rapids Castle and punched Duke Musadi!”

“He said if you don’t arrive within thirty minutes, he’ll kill all of us!”

Henry’s voice was slightly trembling through the Communication Crystal.

But then the tone shifted, with Henry urgently whispering, “Brother, if you can win, come save us. If not, don’t come to die. Remember to avenge us!”

Click!

Communication interrupted!