Boom...
The ground shook and mountains trembled.
Below our feet, energy like an earthquake spread, wildly destroying everything around, as huge rocks began to fall from overhead.
Instantly, several weaker knights were blasted into fragnts.
The underground explosion had co so suddenly that even the few very powerful leaders had not been able to react in ti, their bodies thrown by the violent energy.
The intense trembling even spread dozens of kiloters away, and the military camp stationed in the distance was constantly shaking under the fierce impact, the blast turning into a gale that flipped the tents.
Shocked soldiers ran out from the camp, their eyes stung by the raging wind and sand, and through the haze, they could only see a mountain peak collapsing in the distance, a vast cloud of dust rolling in the sky like a giant mushroom.
After a long while, another loud boom.
The piled-up rubble was shattered by an incredible force, and a figure clad in battle armor flew out from the dust, his rugged face unable to suppress overwhelming anger.
Royal Guard Knight Commander Morton.
Soon after, another figure appeared, Holy Knight Deputy Commander Jason.
Then the Earth Mother Goddess Sect’s Archbishop Christia also flew out from the collapsing rocks, her white-gold robe stained with large patches of dirt, her beautiful cheeks now also filled with rage.
Apart from the three of them, everyone else had perished in the great explosion.
That explosion had the power almost comparable to that of Super Order Magic.
The three figures hovered in a triangular formation in mid-air, each with an exceptionally stern expression, their eyes full of flas of anger, and a few seconds later, Morton spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Brave?"
Many brothers had also died in the recent explosion, but Morton couldn’t afford to worry about those good fellows at the mont, the most important question now was... where had the Hero gone?
"Missing," after a long pause, Christian said in an icy tone.
This was the worst-case scenario.
The Empire, Holy Court, Earth Mother Goddess Sect, three sides’ top experts had joined forces to protect him, yet the Hero had disappeared, an unprecedented disgrace.
What’s more, the existence of the Hero was tied to the survival of the Sky Do Continent, if the Hero really had been killed in the recent explosion, then...
It would take Wise Mountain a long ti to summon another Hero, and just thinking about the slaughter the human world might suffer at the hands of demons during this period could turn their complexions pale, their bodies uncontrollably trembling.
"Huff..." Christia suppressed the rage and irritation in her chest and said with slightly pursed lips, "Morton, Jason, don’t panic yet..."
"The Hero had Catherine and Violet by his side, and I saw that as the explosion was about to happen, Violet seed to sense sothing. Her power is stronger than ours, and she should have been able to prepare in advance to protect the Hero."
Morton and Jason’s expressions relaxed slightly, Christia was a powerful magician, more sensitive to various forces.
"Then we should imdiately direct the troops over there to dig out this collapsed mountain and find the Hero..." Morton instinctively said.
"No, there’s another more important issue right now..." Christia said gravely.
"Don’t you think the explosion just now was too coincidental? Moreover, I also sensed the presence of Magic Bombs."
"We had just entered the demon’s lair when the explosion happened, and most weirdly, Mr. Brave was right at the center of it."
"Are you saying, soone intended to use Magic Bombs to assassinate the Hero?" Jason and Morton weren’t fools, and they imdiately ca to this conclusion.
"But do Magic Bombs really have that much power?"
Magic Bombs are convenient to use, just throw them, and they explode upon impact, but their destructive power isn’t very strong.
"Naturally, one Magic Bomb couldn’t, but what if it were a thousand, ten thousand, or even more Magic Bombs exploding simultaneously?" Christia’s eyes narrowed into slits, "Anyone who wants to murder the Hero must be very clear about the Hero’s movents."
"And, collecting so many Magic Bombs is certainly not an easy task; it requires a long period of accumulation."
"It is very possible that even before the Hero was summoned, the other party had already been plotting to assassinate the Hero."
Listening to Christia’s voice, Morton and Jason exchanged glances, both could see the shock in each other’s eyes; almost simultaneously they exclaid, "Prince Lance!"
Yes, that was the only possibility.
Because the oracle recorded that the Holy Daughter would be the Hero’s lover.
That directly led Prince Lance to be the one most resistant to the summoning of the Second Generation Brave Warrior, even more than the previous Hero Team’s mbers, who despised the appearance of the Second Generation Brave Warrior.
Lance was deeply in love with Rose Vesper, obsessed with the Holy Daughter to the point of madness. Lance’s personality was also very impulsive and extre, and he was indeed capable of such actions.
Lance, as the Prince, had many eyes and ears; learning of the Hero’s whereabouts would not be difficult.
"And not long ago, when I went to the Mage Association for business, I happened to see Lance’s confidant Lindberg ordering a large number of Magic Bombs at the Mage Association..."
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