Imperial Crown.

Chapter 523 Beaten to Death by a Sixth-Tier Warrior
"call--"

He exhaled a long breath of stale air, a shadow of gloom crossing his silver-maned face. "In at most another half month, the toxins in my body will be completely cleared!" "At that time, I will make Raven pay a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times the price!" At first, his voice sounded like a murmur to himself, but later it was like a tiger's roar and muffled thunder, echoing endlessly in the cave.

hatred!
How could I not hate them?!
That damned Raven almost destroyed everything he had! And what did he do wrong?! Did he expect Raven to lead his human army into Bloodhowl Province, trespassing and intruding, and he should just stand by and do nothing? But that despicable Raven only knew how to use underhanded tricks, either avoiding battle or hiding various trump cards! He actually managed to single-handedly defeat the orc army that he had painstakingly united with only 4 humans!
"Raven, I admit you're strong! But you and I are ultimately not on the same level!" Silvermane's voice was deep and resonant, the slanted scar on his tiger-like eyes adding to his ferocious aura. "I will use these hands of mine to show you clearly that before true power, any schemes and tricks are useless!" His voice grew increasingly arrogant. On the continent of Midlers, although both extraordinary beings and mages are divided into nine realms, in reality, those who truly roam the world are at most at the sixth or seventh level. Let alone the ninth level, even the eighth level hasn't been heard of for centuries!
Therefore, Silvermane, as a sixth-order being, certainly has the capital and qualifications to be arrogant!
However, since Raven set foot on the land of the Orc Empire, in just half a year, the goblin leader Chuchulinga and the eagle-man leader Igni were captured one after another; the boar-man leader Broken Tooth was beheaded; the werewolf leader Sliffer committed suicide; and even he, the sixth-tier tiger-man leader, was forced to flee due to serious injuries! All of this haunted Silverman's mind like a nightmare! He thought about it while eating, while sleeping, and even while bathing. With each thought, Silverman's hatred for Raven grew stronger! So much so that the seed of "hatred" had already taken root and sprouted in Silverman's heart, growing into a towering tree! Recently, he couldn't even concentrate on his cultivation! Half a year! Just half a year! No! Strictly speaking, only four months! Raven had already crushed his 4-strong orc army! Although half of them were green-skinned goblins, such a victory was enough to make Raven's reputation resound throughout the entire Middles Continent once again! Now, the entire Bloodhowl Province is completely ruined, becoming an adventurer's paradise. Several hiding places were stumbled upon by adventurers, and the furious Silvermane killed 40-50 adventurers in total. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he had no choice but to hide in the Nightthroat Province. In addition, due to the "dust clouding his Dao heart," his recovery speed is exceptionally slow.

Raven has become Silvermane's inner demon. As long as he is not eliminated, Silvermane will never have peace in this lifetime!

"Raven!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Silvermane, his chest tight with unbearable frustration, roared with heart-wrenching pain.

"oi"

Raven had just stepped into the cave when he heard Silvermane's roar and couldn't help but respond.

"Raven??" "Raven?!" "Raven!!"

Their eyes met, and Silvermane stared in disbelief at what was in front of him, thinking he was hallucinating.

"It's me." "Yes, it really is me."

Raven said with a smile.

"Hey, what brings you here?"

Silvermane rubbed his eyes in disbelief! Who could understand his feelings at that moment? It was as absurd as if his wife was pregnant and about to give birth, only to have the baby walk out after two hours and ask him whether to save his wife or the midwife!
"Didn't you keep calling me? So I came," Raven said calmly. To be honest, Silvermane's gesture of rubbing his eyes with both hands looked rather cute. Chirp-Chirp Linga was right, Silvermane really is a big cat! If it weren't for their mortal feud, Raven would actually like to keep one as a pet.

"You...came alone?"

Silvermane rolled his eyes, glanced behind Raven, and asked suspiciously.

Raven then nodded, "Would it take many more people to kill you?"

"Where's Zolzahn? Where's she hiding? Tell her to come out!" Silvermane sneered, not believing a single word Raven said! Silvermane knew better than anyone how afraid this man was of death!

“Zolsahn and Eric have both returned to Eagle City!” Raven said in detail. “Oh, and that kid who can use Holy Spring combat techniques has also returned to the Keynes Empire.”

"hum"

"Trying to play me for a fool?" Silver Mane sneered repeatedly. "Do you think I'll fall for that?" With that, Silver Mane suddenly leaped up and flew out of the cave.

"Sigh," Raven sighed and shook his head. "It's so hard to be a good person these days. Nobody believes you when you tell the truth!"

He wasn't afraid of Silvermane fighting him to the death, but he was afraid that Silvermane would try to escape. To be honest, if Silvermane, a sixth-tier warrior, was determined to run away, Raven really couldn't stop him.

But Raven couldn't feel at ease until this hidden danger was resolved.

"Run!" Raven stood still, not moving an inch. "Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I'll find you today." Once Silvermane is tired, he'll naturally settle things with him properly.

"Damn it! Damn it!! How did Raven manage to find me?"

Silvermane, hovering in mid-air, shouted curses. Could it be because of Zolzaen's poison in his body? Silvermane wondered silently. But he immediately dismissed the possibility. If it were truly because of Zolzaen's poison, Raven would have come looking for him long ago! Why wait until the poison was almost completely eradicated before seeking him out? It must be because he accidentally revealed his whereabouts, was discovered by the surrounding werewolves, and that's why he informed Raven! Yes! That must be it!

Silvermane understood the key point, and the panic in his heart gradually faded, his face once again showing a mixture of arrogance and gloom.

Silvermane understood the principle of having three burrows, and he certainly had more than three. But none of them were safe for him right now. Silvermane didn't want to get entangled with Raven yet; how many more days could Raven live? Once he recovered, he would naturally settle accounts with Raven! He didn't want to be found by Raven and forced into a passive fight. Actually, what Silvermane was most worried about was the Death Hand Order. He didn't care much about Zolzahn and Simon, but if those two fifth-tier experts from the Death Hand also joined the battle, he would truly be in danger of dying!

Silvermane was unwilling to take even the slightest risk.

Currently located in Nightthroat Province, flying left leads to Bloodhowl Province, which is unsuitable due to its abundance of adventurers. Flying right leads to Warsong Plains, the territory of the Serpent Clan. Flying backward offers two options: Frostclaw Province and Riften Province. Frostclaw Province is also unsuitable, as the Lion-Men and Tiger-Men are natural enemies, not to mention the even more powerful Behemoths. Riften Province is the territory of the Bear-Men, whose strength is equally formidable.

After much deliberation, Warsong Plains seemed the most suitable location. The Serpent People posed little challenge or danger to him. However, before heading to Warsong Plains, he needed to test how Raven had managed to find his hiding place!
Thinking this, Silver Mane circled in the air a few times before finding a deserted spot nearby and landing, his eyes fixed on the only cave entrance.

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Raven still hadn't appeared. "Heh," Silvermane sneered. It was indeed because he had inadvertently revealed his presence that Raven had found him. Thinking this, Silvermane strode towards the cave entrance.

Boom— However, just when he was most relaxed, an extremely dazzling azure flame suddenly appeared at the cave entrance and struck him head-on!
"You're courting death!!" Silver Mane was both shocked and furious. His fire blade suddenly materialized, and he slashed fiercely at the flames!

A muffled boom exploded in the cave, the echo reverberating and sending rocks flying everywhere. It was as if a blue meteor shower had fallen inside the cave before the entire cave collapsed with a series of crashes!

In such a confined space, Silver Mane's body was naturally tainted by the Primordial Wildfire. This flame, which was originally invincible and could even scorch the soul, could not truly harm Silver Mane at all! Because Silver Mane had devoured enough of the essence of the Law of Blazing Fire, let alone the Primordial Wildfire, even the Desolate Death Fire would probably be unable to harm him! It's like putting a steel ball into a pot to boil; the steel ball will get hot and scalding, but it cannot melt.

But how could Raven not know this? So what he released was the Primordial Wildfire, not the Desolate Death Fire! Because the Primordial Wildfire was just a decoy; the real killing move was the gust of wind that followed!

"Raven!!!" the silver-maned tiger roared repeatedly, "You will pay a heavy price for your stupidity and arrogance!"

Silvermane's joy was palpable. He knew Raven's methods inside and out, so how could he not know about Raven's Primal Wildfire? Of course, Silvermane wasn't foolish enough to think Raven didn't know he was absorbing the Law of Fire, but so what if he did? Zolzaen knew too, and still breathed dragon's breath on him! People have habitual thinking and muscle memory; perhaps it was precisely because he knew that Raven was even more determined to burn him with his own flames! To prove that his flames were unique! This was also why he called Raven arrogant!
However, before the smile on his face could disappear, a gust of wind, a strange and demonic wind, swept up, first breaking the fire knife in his hand into starlight-like fire elements that disappeared into the air, and then climbing up his arm, beginning to disintegrate his arm into nothingness little by little!

"Ugh~!! Ah—"

A painful roar erupted from Silvermane's mouth as he watched in disbelief as his arm, along with the fire blade, vanished!
Fourth-tier magic—Elemental Disintegration!
"Impossible! Raven, you cunning beast!" Silver Mane roared with all his might, accelerating as he flew away into the distance!

To be honest, if Silver Mane had activated his Martial Soul and chosen to fight Raven head-on, Raven might not have been his match, given his sixth-tier strength. Unfortunately, his own paranoia and lack of preparedness, combined with other factors, led to Silver Mane suffering a significant loss!

But it was too late to say anything now. At this moment, Silvermane was even more terrified. His figure transformed into a streak of light, and he flew towards the Warsong Plains at lightning speed without looking back!
Raven watched his departing figure and shook his head helplessly.

A sixth-tier expert is indeed difficult to kill. If it were a fifth-tier expert, at least one arm would be crippled on the spot. However, Silver Mane only lost a small section of his forearm, and his forearm was not even completely disintegrated.

Raven found Drogon, mounted him, and began slowly storing magic into his staff.

As for Silvermane, let him fly. After all, the early bird catches the worm. What's wrong with giving him two hours?
Storing magic and casting magic are completely different concepts! Casting magic draws upon the magician's own internal power while simultaneously harnessing magical elements from the air. These two elements combine in a 7:3 ratio to release the magic. Storing magic, on the other hand, involves the magician gradually storing their own internal magic power into a magical artifact. This process demands extreme patience; even the slightest mistake can lead to failure, or worse, a magical storm. Destroying the staff is secondary; the more critical issue is the risk of injury, or even death, for the magician!
Fortunately, Raven possessed the Eye of Truth, which reduced the risk of these actions, which would be extremely dangerous for other mages, by at least 60-70%.

Four hours later, Raven rode Drogon off again.

This time, Silver Mane finally learned its lesson and stood on a high mountain waiting for his arrival, no longer hiding its head and tail.

"Can you tell me how you found me?" Silvermane was so curious that he couldn't help but ask. His right forearm had been simply bandaged, and he looked terrifyingly cold. His furry tiger face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from it.

Raven remained silent, partly because he didn't want to waste words on a dead man, and partly because a dead man didn't need to know that much.

With golden light gleaming in his eyes, Raven gripped the ground with all ten toes, pushed off with all his might, and charged towards Silvermane like a galloping horse. He leaped across the dozens of feet in one bound and arrived in front of Silvermane with a thunderous roar. Twisting his waist and lifting his hips, he became one with his horse and his right leg, which was like a battering ram, howling with a howling wind, and kicked hard at Silvermane's head!
"Arrogant!!"

Silvermane roared, and his martial spirit immediately manifested behind him. How dare a mere human dare to approach him and engage in close combat? He must be out of his mind! Although his right arm was destroyed, his martial spirit was intact! His martial spirit right hand, which resembled the law of heaven and earth, clenched tightly, like an iron chain across a river, and swirled up a terrifying gale, smashing towards Raven's whip kick!
If that blow lands, Raven's right leg will definitely break! His entire body might even be reduced to ashes!

Hahahaha↓ Ha

Seeing that Raven was unmoved and actually intended to use his human body to fight against his martial soul power, Silver Mane couldn't help but laugh out loud, letting out a demonic laugh that sounded like that of a sword demon.

But his smile vanished instantly, for he saw that the damned Raven had indeed hidden a trump card; he had actually raised his hand and thrown two stones! Two glowing stones! The two stones exploded in mid-air, one of them transforming into a purple flame that hurtled towards the Martial Soul's head! The other exploded, transforming into a sky full of purple lightning that struck the Martial Soul's right fist!

His entire spirit was struck by two fourth-tier spells and fell backward, letting out a muffled thunderous wail! The spirit's attack was naturally neutralized, so his laughter came to an abrupt end!

Left with no other choice, Silvermane had to raise his already injured right arm in desperation to block Raven's whip kick!

Click

The result was obvious: Silvermane's right arm was broken on the spot, with the white bone piercing through the flesh, and he was sent flying like a meat bomb!

But at that moment, Raven's left hand, which had been secretly prepared, shot out with lightning speed, grabbing Silvermane's body like an iron clamp and grabbing it tightly as it was about to fly away! "Come back here!" Raven shouted, forcibly pulling Silvermane back, and then delivering a knee strike!
Silver Mane vomited blood and a mixture of his stomach contents, blood gushed from all seven orifices, his eyes bulged out, and he flew high into the air like a ball.

That wasn't all! The next moment, Raven's body, strengthened countless times by the demonic core, and his internal energy surged like a furnace, emitting muffled, thunderous roars—the sound of his bones and muscles being mobilized in an instant! "Whoosh—" Immediately afterward, his internal energy and battle qi resonated and surged wildly, creating a tidal wave-like movement. So much so that a thick aura of battle qi involuntarily emanated from Raven's body, and two foot-deep craters appeared in the ground beneath his feet!
After Silvermane landed, Raven spun around with his right foot and kicked out hard, hitting Silvermane squarely in the tiger's face!
"Hulala"

The red dragon Drogon, who was watching all this from a distance, couldn't help but shake his head and shudder.

In his eyes, Raven rushed forward, and after three fluid moves, there were three loud noises: "Boom! Bang! Crack!" and the sixth-tier Silver Mane lay quietly on the ground like a dead fish.

"This is true power!"

Raven approached Silvermane and spoke each word with an expressionless, icy tone.

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(End of this chapter)