"Sister, is there still no sign of Spartonia on your map?"
Outskirts!
Exiled Immortal waved his hand, sending his flying sword soaring into the sky to effortlessly kill the monster lurking in the grass. "We've been walking for a day and a night. Are we sure this is the right direction? We might be lost, right?"
"John marked this direction. There's no mistake."
Hearing John's na, Exiled Immortal fell silent. After a long pause, he sighed deeply.
"Sister, do you think John... might be mad at us?"
Qing chid in, "Yeah, John has always been really good to us. He even gave us Demigod-tier items without a second thought. Thinking back, I might have been a bit too harsh yesterday..."
"John won't be mad; that's not his nature.
But we haven't been very good friends.
Uncle Mac truly cares about that issue.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have insisted on going back. I also didn't think it through yesterday.
But what's done is done.
We need to move forward. John didn't plan to co to Spartonia because he and the others would face various restrictions there.
However, this is a main quest we can't avoid.
Even if it's just the three of us, we need to get the rewards and quickly boost our strength.
So, don't regret our decision. And there's one more thing."
Helena closed the map and gazed ahead.
"Spartonia is just up ahead."
Hearing this, Exiled Immortal and Qing perked up, looking in the direction Helena pointed. They could vaguely see the outline of a city.
"Still so far away!"
"About three hours' walk. Compared to our journey so far, it's not far. Stop complaining and pick up the pace."
...
anwhile, outside the City Lord's mansion in Talcavano!
John willed the Everchanging to transform into a long spear, slinging it over his shoulder. Black flas clung to the spear, emitting an ominous aura.
"This is the City Lord's mansion. Unauthorized personnel, leave at once!"
"Go tell your city lord he has a visitor. If he asks for my na, tell him it's John."
"John? Never heard of you! Move along, or we'll use force!"
Hearing this, John laughed.
"No worries. You'll know soon enough."
With that, John hurled the black-flad spear like a shooting star, instantly pinning the guard to the wall, silencing him imdiately.
Witnessing this, the nearby guards sounded the alarm. Within monts, hundreds of soldiers surrounded John from all directions.
Seeing this, John remained unfazed, smirking coldly. "With this level of skill, I don't know what Barry was so worried about."
"The offering has been made. Respond to my call!"
The hexagram array flickered, and countless tentacles erged from the magic circle, devouring the monster corpses that John had brought out.
The ground began to heave, as if sothing was trying to break through.
Finally, a giant claw burst from the array and slamd heavily onto the ground, revealing the monster's true form!
"Three Snow Behemoths... and it took so many monster corpses to summon them. But this will suffice."
At John's command, the three Behemoths began their incantations.
Frost spread from beneath their feet, and a blue stream gathered above their heads.
In just a few breaths, the diater of the ice sphere exceeded twenty ters!
Seeing this, the guards surrounding John trembled in fear.
"What are these monsters?"
The three Level 60 Behemoths, with their mountain-like bodies and ice-controlling abilities, instantly dominated the battlefield!
"Are you still not planning to show yourself, Caliban?"
"John, why are you causing a ruckus at my mansion and injuring my guards?"
Finally, the gates of the mansion slowly opened. Caliban erged, riding a silver-gray dragon and clad in fiery red armor, making him particularly conspicuous.
"Caliban, you're the one who ordered the sealing of Minefield No. 1, right?"
"Yes, I did. But that was many years ago. Is there a problem?"
"Why did you seal Minefield No. 1?"
"Because the underground resources were nearly exhausted. To prevent over-extraction, I had no choice but to seal it."
Hearing this, John laughed abruptly.
"You're still sticking to that story. How do you explain secretly ordering the extraction of Silver Fla Rock from Minefield No. 1? You've been monopolizing it for years, making a fortune, haven't you?"
John watched Caliban's reaction closely.
As expected, a flicker of panic flashed in Caliban's eyes, although it was fleeting, John caught it.
"Heh, it seems I hit the mark. You sealed the mine with a flimsy excuse just to monopolize the Silver Fla Rock for yourself, didn't you?"
"That's nonsense! I've clearly explained why Minefield No. 1 was sealed. John, stop causing trouble here and leave imdiately, or I'll show no rcy!"
"Just you? A Level 70 NPC riding a Level 65 Earth Dragon, and you think you're invincible?"
John sneered, not hiding the mockery in his eyes. He boldly advanced towards Caliban, thrusting his black-flad spear straight at Caliban's face!
"You asked for this! John, you provoked , don't bla for what happens next!"
Caliban narrowed his eyes and swung his massive sword heavily, clearly intending to clash head-on with John!
However, he underestimated the power of the black flas and overestimated his own strength!
The mont the black-flad spear collided with the sword, the black flas spread, clinging to Caliban's armor. The intense heat caused the armor to lt and deform. Instead of protecting him, the armor beca a tool for John to burn Caliban's body!
Feeling the searing pain in his chest, Caliban gritted his teeth and slapped the scales of the Earth Dragon. The dragon lunged forward with its massive jaws wide open, trying to swallow John whole!
At that mont, the Snow Behemoth finally moved!
The frost, which had been gathering for nearly five minutes, fell accurately onto the Earth Dragon. If it took the hit, even if it didn't die, it would be severely injured. Realizing this, Caliban didn't hesitate for a mont and imdiately controlled the Earth Dragon to retreat, putting distance between himself and John.
"John, leave now, or you'll beco an enemy of Talcavano. I will use all my power to kill you!"
"You? Not quite enough!"
John waved his hand, and gray-black mist poured out of him. Anyone who inhaled this mist instantly lost their sanity, becoming slaves to their desires.
With this divine skill, even an army of a thousand or ten thousand wouldn't matter. As long as they couldn't break the talent skill [Indulgence],John couldn't be surrounded!
...
"Finally!"
Qing looked up, taking in the wild style, the rugged architecture, and the muscular n guarding the gate with their bare chests, their muscles bulging like coiled dragons. Qing smiled knowingly.
"This is exactly the feeling!"
This is a nightmare for all mages but a paradise for warriors. Nearly all warriors stay here for a long ti, and many choose to remain forever.
This is Spartonia!
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! I can't wait to get into the city!"
Qing's excited shouts imdiately drew a lot of attention. But seeing Qing's imposing figure, people quickly looked away.
There's no helping it. Qing looks like soone you don't want to ss with!
"I want to enter the city!"
Qing rushed forward, stopping in front of the Spartonia warrior, and laughed loudly, "And I challenge you!"
"Challenge ? Hey! First ti in Spartonia, huh? Courageous folks like you are common, but they never end up beating ."
"I'm not like them. I can beat you to death!"
"No, no, no. You are just like them. You'll be beaten to death by !"
Indeed, this fierce style is unmistakably Spartonia.
With just a glance, two completely unrelated people can start a battle of real n, engaging in a thrilling fistfight!
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