Chapter 1455 - 1452: Burning (Part 2)

Amoon's words made Igor and Douglas withdraw their gaze and scrutinize Amoon, thinking, how do you know the opponent is the League Guard of the Wensi Empire?

Amoon felt no surprise at the gaze from these two; he actually thought their reaction was quite natural.

"Why do you know so much, even recognizing the League Guard of the Wensi Empire?" Douglas retorted, still a bit unconvinced.

"No one is qualified to wear such armor. This person is wearing armor made from the scales of precious fish in the water; just this alone tells me he's a League Guard."

This truly rendered Igor and Douglas speechless, as they indeed had nothing to say.

"Since the League Guard has appeared, it shows the Wensi Empire's upper echelon is involved behind this. We don't need to keep hiding anymore," Amoon continued, clearly speaking to the League Guard opposite them.

"I've been waiting here, hoping you won't let me down," said the League Guard.

"What's the plan?" Igor asked, evidently still not understanding the situation.

"It's the tradition of the Vero People. They only accept those with great strength," Douglas explained, seemingly very knowledgeable about it.

"Even though we all know time is pressing, we still need to uphold our tradition. The weak cannot step onto our territory."

The old beggar didn't know what to do; he felt he should retreat.

But just as he was crawling toward the cave, the League Guard stopped him.

"Don't leave; you are a witness. We need to ask you many things later!" Clearly, the Vero People hadn't let down all their guard.

"He's already seen through your World Setting Technique; is there still a need to demonstrate power?" Amoon asked disdainfully, considering maintaining this tradition meaningless. However, considering that the other side's caution was to protect those behind them, Amoon didn't say more.

"We have nowhere to retreat and cannot take risks!" The League Guard continued, expressing a sense of helplessness.

Indeed, such a situation couldn't withstand too much gambling, for their only hope now lay in defeating the power of the Soul Devourer.

This power was with Igor, undoubtedly, but they still had to be cautious, as it was a power they couldn't control.

They had to ensure everything was foolproof, but determining how had always been a concern.

Igor's disturbance in Romanvis quickly reached them, awakening hope, yet they discovered a serious problem: the seeds of hope weren't in their hands.

The one controlling this hope wasn't them, but someone else, and they didn't know if this person were friend or foe.

The eyes scattered in Romanvis Main City informed them of everything happening, but they hadn't seen firsthand, posing a serious question whether these Non-Adventurers were trustworthy.

They were puzzled why these people hurriedly found them, questioning if it was a conspiracy, whether someone was commanding them from behind, or if an enemy guided them.

Time wouldn't wait for them to deliberate before disappearing; it continued at its own pace without doubt, leaving them to face numerous difficult issues, which was a serious matter.

Igor's arrival brought them their first problem.

Should they trust or not, which was a hard choice.

The Vero People had a tradition of duel.

They recognized the strong; only those with great power qualified as friends, while those stronger than them wouldn't face suspicion.

Facing Igor and his companions, they chose this straightforward way to resolve it.

"Dueling isn't impossible, but having three of us fight just you seems unfair." Douglas remarked, not wanting to take advantage unfairly.

"Vero People never make a losing deal; you're overthinking!" The League Guard smiled, then proudly raised both hands.

Suddenly, figures appeared around the waterfall, their weapons gleaming evidently well-crafted.

An entire team of League Guards awaited Igor and his companions for a fight.

"Well, now I'm not at an advantage!" Douglas jested.

"If you pass our test, you may proceed. If not, I'm sorry, we shall be buried under these rocks together!" The League Guard was clearly executing orders, their expressions decisive.

"Do we really have to fight? It's a waste of time!" Amoon turned to ask Douglas.

"It's not up to us now; considering the setup, there's no basis for peace talks!" For unknown reasons, Douglas and Amoon felt Igor wasn't good at dealing with fighting.

Igor felt that lately, Douglas and Amoon were always ignoring him in conversations.

This unsettled him a bit, but realizing he wasn't suited for such discussions, he remained calm, focusing on resolving the immediate situation.

As Igor sensed the Soul Devourers would soon arrive, he detected abnormal energy fluctuations.

These abnormalities ruined his previous plans since he initially wanted to use these people as bait, but apparently, that's no longer necessary.

As for how the Soul Devourers found this place, he was clueless. He felt the most crucial task was to dissolve the current hostility so the Vero People would trust them.

Trust was not easily achieved.

Only powerful forces could shut these people up.

Igor closed his eyes, controlling the energy, making it collide and form a strong force to awe them.

Fire was this force.

Boom!

A blue flame suddenly appeared in Igor's palm, the Devouring Power arriving just in time.

Igor flicked his fingers, and the flames fell like raindrops from above.

Boom boom boom―

The League Guards' weapons caught fire instantly, blazing ferociously…

"The spark of hope ignites the flame of resistance. I can make you burn; isn't this enough!"

With a resounding tone, Igor's words carried an invisible sense of intimidation!