Final Lord

Chapter 324 The Last Obelisk
“Yes.” Will’s answer was concise and powerful. “My parents died in the demonic tide, and I grew up among refugees.”

I served in Viscount Hank's archer camp, but deserted because my superiors tried to humiliate me.

Her tone was eerily calm, as if she were telling someone else's story. But Wang Bufeng keenly noticed that when she mentioned the word "deserter," her fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.

“That’s not desertion, but the wisdom of self-preservation,” Wang Bufu said seriously. “In my territory, I will never allow such a thing to happen. If I find one, I will kill one.”

“Yes.” Will bowed slightly. She spoke very little, but her heavy breathing betrayed that she was not calm.

“Your talent is quite special.” Wang Bufu unfolded a roll of parchment, on which was recorded Will’s performance on the training field.

"With a calm and collected mind, even amidst the chaos of a hundred arrows being fired simultaneously, you still manage to hit the target with all twenty."

Will nodded slightly: "I just... don't want to waste a single arrow."

Wang Bufu suddenly stood up, his cloak fluttering behind him. He walked slowly to Will, looking down at the petite girl and asking, "Tell me, Will Case, what is your greatest wish?"

The girl raised her head, her calm eyes meeting Wang Bufu's gaze for the first time. In that instant, Wang Bufu felt as if he were seeing the undercurrents surging beneath a deep pool.

“I want to,” Will’s voice was still soft, but every word seemed to be squeezed from the depths of his soul, “to prove my worth. I don’t want to be trampled on like weeds anymore. Never again!”

Her fingernails dug unconsciously into her palms, leaving four crescent-shaped bloody marks. But her expression remained calm, just like every arrow she shot—precise, composed, and deadly.

Wang Bufu suddenly laughed and patted Will on the shoulder: "Very good. From today onwards, you will be the commander of the 'Spark Shooter Corps'. Remember, here, strength is everything."

You've already proven yourself, so keep proving. Maintain your excellence and leave your subordinates in the dust!

"Yes! Lord Lord!"

As Will turned to leave, her shadow stretched long in the morning light. Wang Bufu noticed that this seemingly taciturn girl walked with a determined stride, as if she were measuring her own future.

“F-rank talent, still a bit low,” Wang Bufu muttered to himself, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrest. “But that persistence might allow her to go further.”

The archers' training was in full swing. Wang Bufu handed over the training to Will and went to the Fountain of Miracles to begin his second search.

Wang Bufu stood before the Fountain of Miracles, the emerald water rippling at his feet. His gilded cloak swayed gently in the breeze, and the starlight reflected in the water shimmered in his amber eyes.

His slender fingers lightly touched the water's surface, and the emerald-colored spring water suddenly boiled, with countless points of light weaving together to form a three-dimensional projection of the Divine Continent.

"Search, the last obelisk."

The spring water churned violently, and the points of light rapidly rearranged. When the image finally froze, Wang Bufu's pupils suddenly contracted—the golden points of light representing the obelisk had appeared prominently on the territory of the Principality of Rock Beach!
“The Principality of Rock Beach?” Wang Bufu’s voice carried a hint of disbelief. “So far away.”

The reflections in the spring continued to shift, revealing the environment surrounding the obelisk—a scorched wasteland ravaged by war, with crumbling city walls resembling the skeletons of a colossal beast, and a few faded flags fluttering helplessly in the wind. In the center of the ruins, a completely black obelisk stood silently, its surface covered with eerie, blood-red runes.

The obelisk with blood-red runes means that this obelisk is in the Chaos Zone and could be destroyed at any time.

Wang Bufu immediately understood why the three obelisks had time limits. He estimated that the remaining time of each obelisk was the same as the time this last obelisk could hold. The Principality of Rock Beach got its name from its unique topography—vast rocky deserts and salt flats interspersed, forming a group of mineral veins known as the "Rusty Hills." Large amounts of salt and copper ore gleamed with a dark red luster in the rock crevices, like dried blood; while the salt mist rising from the flat areas would condense into frost on moonlit nights, coating the entire rocky region with a layer of silvery white.

The Principality of Rock Beach originally had two unique troop types.

The Mudflat Scout (Superior Tier 1) is a lightly equipped unit with salt crystal fragments embedded in the soles of its boots, enabling it to "ride the waves" in mudflat areas.

Rust Guardian (Superior Tier 2) is a heavy armored unit whose armor is forged from copper ore and heavy salt stone. Its special ability, "Copper Rust Corrosion," causes the durability of enemy weapons to decrease rapidly.

The rusted guards held the line at the front, while the tidal scouts moved nimbly around the terrain. The combination of these two types of troops made the Principality of Rock Beach easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Wang Bufu's assessment of him was that his defensive strength was extremely strong, but his offensive ability was seriously lacking.

Twenty years ago, the Principality of Rock Beach was struck by a demonic surge, losing a core heavy salt mine, which caused the production of the Rust Guardians to fall far short. This dealt a severe blow to the Principality of Rock Beach.

The last obelisk is located in the heavy salt mining area.

Wang Bufu recalled the countdown to the obelisk, his chest heaving slightly with rapid breathing. Only nine days remained until the obelisk was destroyed, yet the distance seemed so vast.

"Send the order!" He suddenly slammed his hand on the table and stood up: "Select elite troops, disguise them as a caravan, and set off immediately!"

Ten minutes later, the troops were fully assembled.

His gaze swept over the soldiers lined up in formation:
Wei Yi led twenty fire-fighting guards, their clothes made of fireproof linen, and the copper water bags hanging from their waists jingled with each step.

Blind Cat led thirty caveman giant hunters disguised as camel herders, their spears hidden in the layers of salt bags;

Hesca led five of the most elite harpies, who were disguised as songstresses and cargo in a caravan, and were kept in exquisite birdcages.

Mair, disguised as a merchant, led thirty soldiers from the ice barrier. Even Butler Ming came along this time.

“Remember, we are now a caravan transporting goods to the Rocky Beach in the Principality of the Stag.” Wang Bufu stuffed some gold coins into his chest. “If we are stopped, we will say that our goods were stolen by monsters. The remaining gold coins are our toll money to save our lives.”

"Yes! Lord Lord!"

The three-day forced march was like dancing on the edge of a knife.

Wang Bufu passed directly through the rocky area surrounding the Shackled Territory, heading straight for his destination. Every nightfall, the caravan continued its journey under the protection of Wang Bufu's torch.

On the fourth day at noon, as the scorching sun baked the salt flats into distorted mirages, Wei Yi, the leader, shouted, "Brother! We can see the boundary marker on the rocky beach ahead!"

Wang Bufu narrowed his eyes. On the mottled stone tablet, the four large characters "Yantan Kingdom" had been eroded by time to the point that only the outline remained, and at the base of the tablet were piles of weathered animal bones.

"Everyone on high alert." He lowered his voice. "We need to find a way to infiltrate three cities before we reach the chaotic border. The road ahead won't be easy."

(End of this chapter)