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"So, everything is going according to plan?"

“No…” Ahmoni paused, seemingly finding it difficult to say, before finally speaking:

"Lavshini ran away, we lost her."

"Lost it?"

“She must have been rescued. The six people who tried to take back Rafshini were all killed, and their bodies are lying there,” Ahmoni said, pointing to the ground.

The six corpses were neatly stacked on the ground, their bodies covered with white cloths, their faces obscured, to prevent them from being seen by other Deep Pool soldiers and causing unnecessary commotion in the army.

"Ah, so my servants have failed."

As Abrahana spoke, she opened the white sheet with great interest and carefully examined the wounds on the bodies.

There was only one scar, on his neck.

These guys' heads had separated from their bodies, but fortunately, the heads didn't fall far from their bodies, so they were easy to find.

The soldiers who collected the body carefully pieced the head and body back together; the task was actually not too difficult.

Because the cuts on the necks of these guys were clean and smooth, and the cut surfaces of the severed cervical vertebrae were also incredibly smooth, their heads and bodies could almost perfectly reattach themselves. If you didn't look closely, you could hardly even see the seams.

The expressions on these men's faces were even more bizarre. Their expressions were perfectly frozen in the moment before they died. Clearly, these men had missed the exact manner of their deaths. In the instant before their demise, they were unaware that they were actually dead, hence the complete lack of fear and despair on their faces.

Abrahana carefully examined the six corpses for a long time before slowly standing up and saying:

"The person who saved my dear sister is a master."

"These people were all beheaded at the same time."

"!" Ahmoni's eyes widened. Although she found it hard to believe, she didn't question her leader's conclusion, only feeling incredibly surprised. However, only such a reason could explain the bizarre state of the corpse.

"Moreover, his sword was so fast that no one could react in time. Even my servants didn't know that they were actually dead. They still had that foolish look on their faces, confident and fearless."

Clearly, Abrahana was interested in the person who took her sister away, while she held a very low opinion of the high-ranking officials who had died.

“Their deaths are a devastating loss for us,” Ahmoni tentatively said.

“What kind of losses have we suffered? You know that.” Abrahana didn’t seem to care.

Ahmoni nodded:

"It would be a lie to say I wasn't surprised. Although they are all fools, they are all quite strong."

"However, it's a good thing they're dead, since we don't need them anymore anyway. Their ambitions swelled too quickly; in their pursuit of their own interests, they were eager to spread the war, even attempting to use Lavshini to secretly carry out their plans behind your back. In the end, they were consumed by their own desires, which at least saved us some trouble..."

Abrahana interrupted Ahmoni's endless chatter:

"Then, what about Mandela? Why haven't I seen her? Logically, she should have been the first one to appear before me."

Clearly, this leader was well aware of Mandela's character traits.

“Uh…” Ahmoni hesitated, then answered, “Before, my good classmates were still putting up a stubborn resistance on the outskirts of the city. Mandela went to find them…”

"and then?"

Faced with the leader's persistent questioning, Ahmoni managed to speak with difficulty:

"She has gone missing."

Chapter 81 Don't go looking for her

"Lost contact?"

Despite Ahmoni's reply, Abrahana's expression remained unchanged; she simply narrowed her eyes.

Ahmoni swallowed hard.

Clearly, she felt the pressure. In fact, Mandela had been deliberately sent away by her; it was she who had suggested that Mandela go to the communications tower site on the outskirts of the city to intercept Horn and his men.

Carefully choosing her words, Ahmoni slowly recounted what she knew:

"At the time, the remaining Victoria Storm Commandos were breaking through our blockade of the communications tower, and Mandra went to stop them. Then our soldiers reported that someone had suddenly appeared on the battlefield and engaged Mandra in combat."

"Because the two men were making such a commotion that the aftershocks of the battle made it impossible for our soldiers to approach, they chose to retreat temporarily."

"The last man knocked Mandela down and subdued him. The two were taken away by an aircraft, and our soldiers had no chance to stop them."

Abrahana asked:

"Aircraft?"

“Yes, that is the second thing I wanted to report. The Adventurers’ Guild has formed a humanitarian aid team in its own name. They entered Little Hill County today and eliminated our garrison on the outskirts of the city, where they have set up a camp,” Ahmoni replied.

"They didn't help the defenders or attack our soldiers; they just rescued many people in the city. There must be a professional medical relief organization among them, and they are very professional in dealing with Oripathy. They seem to be very good at handling acute infection events, such as dealing with the infection crisis caused by dirty bombs dropped by the defenders."

She paused, then continued:

“I suspect that Mandela and Rafishini are both in their hands. However, it is still uncertain whether the person who was seen fighting Mandela was unarmed and the one who killed our six officers.”

"To be honest, I'm very curious. They seem to have no connection with the power of any country, and I don't understand why they would oppose us."

A smile appeared on Abrahana's face:

"Hehe, that sounds interesting."

“We need you—” Ahmoni was about to speak when Abrahana interrupted her.

The Drak girl, who resembled Raphsini, took a step forward and pulled Ahmoni behind her:

"My strategist, we have guests at the door."

As the red dragon moved forward, eerie purple flames also ignited instantly.

Although the flames did not appear to spread quickly to the naked eye, and even seemed to be crawling, they engulfed the space in front of the red dragon in the blink of an eye.

The purple flames carried unimaginably terrifying high temperatures, instantly sucking away the surrounding oxygen, and everything in front of the red dragon, whether buildings, streets, or Originium crystal clusters, was burned to ashes in a short time.

Even more bizarrely, the six corpses lying on the ground remained intact, unchanged. Logically, these six corpses should have been instantly reduced to ashes upon contact with the flames.

However, the flames did not engulf the corpses after they passed by; they merely licked the still-active bodies before "gently" enveloping all six corpses together.

Within the purple flames, something bizarre and terrifying was unfolding. In the shadows, the corpses began to tremble one after another, and then, silently, they rose from the ground…

Because their heads had been severed by Bai Ye, the cuts at the necks of the headless corpses were unusually neat. They were of different heights and builds, and seemed to be controlled by the flames, moving slowly as the flames spread.

The purple flames ignored everything they were about to engulf and continued to spread forward, seemingly unstoppable.

Then, Abrahana unconsciously let out an "oh".

Because her flames seemed to have hit a wall, their momentum was halted.

"Starting a fire carelessly is very dangerous. If the firefighters catch you, they'll give you a lecture at an incredibly fast pace..."

A figure appeared before the curtain of fire, and the flames were blocked in mid-air before they could hit him. Then, he swung his sword forward, and with a bright sword light, the flames were also split open, scattering to both sides and creating a safe passage in the middle.

So the figure strolled leisurely along the path that had been cleared.

"Huh? Rafishini?!"

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Lavshini suddenly opened her eyes.

She seemed to sense something terrifying, and a look of horror appeared on her face.

"Don't panic, it's safe here."

Outcast appeared beside the hospital bed.

"Where did Bai Ye go?" Ignoring Outcast, Raphsini looked around, trying to find Bai Ye.

"Bai Ye... should have gone to negotiate with your true leader."

Turning sharply to look at Outcast, Lavshini shook her head:

"No, I can feel it, she's here."

"...No...My sister is here. If Bai Ye goes to her, he'll be engulfed by her flames. Damn it, I should have woken up sooner and told him. If you encounter someone with the same face as me, don't fight her, you'll die!"

As she spoke, Lavshini struggled to pull out the IV tube inserted into her arm; she wanted to leave the camp and call Bai Ye back.

Outcast shook his head, stopping her:

"Before Bai Ye left, he told me not to worry. He knew the other party was very strong, but he also said that he was stronger."

“Try to rely on others a little more. His decision to confront your leader directly is obviously based on his own considerations. He would only do this if he was confident. We should trust him.”

We have no choice but to trust him.

In fact, Outcast knew very well that White Night had been away from the camp for some time, and at his speed, he was probably already fast enough to cross the entire Hillshire. Even if Raphsini went out now, she probably wouldn't be able to catch up with him.

In other words, it's highly likely that Bai Ye has already met with the true leader of the Deep Pool. According to Raphsini's description, that should be another Drak.

……

After hearing this, Lavshini hesitated for a moment, but ultimately stayed in the ward. In fact, she had just tried to find her terrifying twin sister through mental connection.

However, she failed.

An unseen force severed her mental connection.

Chapter 82 Purple Flame

As Bai Ye approached Xiaoqiu County, he seemed to sense something and involuntarily descended from the sky to the ground.

After careful examination, Bai Ye realized that it was Drak's bloodline. He had personally experienced it, which was why he was so familiar with it.

This is the second time today.

With a sigh, Bai Ye knew that the true mastermind behind the Deep Pool had already arrived in Xiaoqiu County. And, most likely, it was another red dragon.

This is the third Draco.

Unexpectedly, this small hill county actually has two red dragons at the same time, and if you include Talulah, which is far away in the core city of Chernobog, there are at least three red dragons currently existing on this land.

Why are there more and more of them?

Bai Ye felt somewhat puzzled.

The Drak race, which was said to be extinct twenty years ago, is now popping up one after another.

With a sigh, Bai Ye prepared to take another step forward, but a strange tremor rose in his heart, a warning from his intuition.

My right hand also jolted.

With a thought, the "Wind Chime" automatically fell into Bai Ye's hand from behind. The more Bai Ye honed his skills with the sword, the more adept he became at wielding it.

Holding his sword, Bai Ye took a step forward.

Then, he felt a tremendous energy silently approaching him.

The flames that were still burning on the street had quietly changed color from their original bright color.

—The orange-red flames turned purple.

The sudden change didn't catch Bai Ye's attention, because at the same time, terrifying heat instantly reached him.

In an instant, the entire neighborhood began to melt; buildings turned into magma, steel bars became liquid, moisture instantly vaporized, and oxygen was quickly sucked away...

However, Bai Ye was clearly unaffected. The "wind chime" in his hand blocked the heat wave, and the flames split in the middle, passing by his side without harming him in the slightest.

The wind condensed into a solid form, isolating the energy from the outside.

"Oh, that's pretty dangerous." Bai Ye narrowed his eyes. As expected of the Drak, the magic bestowed upon them by their racial talent was truly absurd.

The flames, with their absurdly high temperatures, possess heat and terrifying energy, but this flame seems to have other unknown abilities as well.

In comparison, Talulah is more destructive, but she lacks this unseen magical ability.

The "Wind Chime" sword gleamed with a bright, cold light. Although it appeared to be made of metal, it lacked the heat to melt it. This was because it was a weapon forged over many years, inherently possessing a certain mystical quality.

Easily deflecting the flames and heat, Bai Ye walked up to the red dragon, and then he saw six familiar figures walking towards him.

Those were the heads of six high-ranking officers from Deep Pool, whom he had beheaded. They died almost instantly. Because the situation was resolved so easily, Bai Ye didn't even know they were high-ranking officers at first, nor did he bother to find out their titles.

It was Mandela who revealed their names while making his pronouncements.

"Arsonist," "prisoner," "accountant," and so on...

Surprisingly, despite the fact that they had all died and their vital signs had disappeared, they stood up again.

And it can move.