That is the strategy with the highest chance of success.
Kaylon thought for a mont and said:
"We can change the contract — to a higher alliance contract — I, Kaylon, will never let a comrade suffer."
He took out a ball of Destruction Flas, condensed it into a contract, and swiftly wrote its contents on it.
Shen Ye stood silently to the side.
Old John’s voice rang again by his ear:
"I’m giving you one last chance."
"In ten minutes, Ullric will inspect all guest rooms. That’s your last chance to act."
"If you don’t make a move, I can’t guarantee your identity won’t be exposed."
"There’s always a price to pay for gaining sothing."
"Isn’t it?"
The voice faded away.
Shen Ye still did not respond.
He looked at Kaylon, who was seriously constructing the contract, and suddenly said:
"Kaylon."
"Mm?"
"I have a strategy to bring Ullric to our side and need your help."
Kaylon imdiately replied cheerfully:
"It’s my wish to win him over as well; just tell what you need."
— Whether it was to win over Ullric or to ensure that ally, Shen Ye, stood on his side, it was sothing he had to do.
Otherwise —
He knew very well what his end would be.
"In ten minutes, Ullric will inspect all guest rooms. This is what you need to do."
Shen Ye began to transmit his voice.
Kaylon listened carefully, his mouth gradually opening wider, eyes widening.
"Are you sure?"
He asked.
"I’m sure." Shen Ye replied.
...
Ti ticked away mont by mont.
Ten minutes later.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
The sound of knocking ca.
But the sound was from the next room.
Soon after.
Ullric’s voice was heard.
He was talking to a strong figure from the Phantom Spirit Realm.
"Seven Techniques of World Destruction, the entire Dream World wiped out, what do you plan to do next?"
That strong figure asked.
The room didn’t seem to be soundproofed, so their conversation could be heard in the other rooms around.
This situation unexpectedly reassured all the guests.
Ullric’s voice followed:
"As long as I’m here, every life in the Dream can appear in a new dream at any ti."
"Oh, I see. So, was the thief found?"
"Found."
"Congratulations, congratulations."
"Please return to the banquet later, I must apologize properly."
Ullric said gracefully.
Old John stood by his side.
At this mont.
Shen Ye and Kaylon were in the next room.
The guests all released their spiritual power, focusing on Ullric’s conversation.
On the other side of the castle.
— Alchemical laboratory.
A door quietly appeared on the wall.
The door opened.
Another Shen Ye appeared quietly.
"Move quickly."
He whispered.
"The passage is open," Su Su said.
"The ban has been transford," Chaos Ship said.
On the ceiling.
A vent suddenly appeared.
Shen Ye flashed and leapt up, quickly leaving.
He had just left.
Ullric imdiately appeared.
He looked at the door on the wall, then glanced at the ceiling —
The vent had already disappeared.
"So fast!"
Ullric murmured, a hint of puzzlent crossing his face.
— What are they up to?
If the first ti three Gatekeepers erged to fight him for the Dream Gate’s legacy —
But they ran away.
The second ti, one ca, but again did not confront him directly.
— What are they thinking?
Are they trying to set a trap for him?
No.
With his strength, even if everyone in the castle and guests joined forces, he would not be afraid.
So —
What is their target?
Ullric was deeply puzzled.
"Hmph... where are you running!"
He smashed through the ceiling and speedily pursued in the direction of that aura.
A mont.
Two monts!
In just two monts, Ullric suddenly paused, surprise appearing on his face.
A battle had started ahead!
No mistake.
That was the fluctuation of combat, and both sides were not weak.
Who is fighting whom?
Or rather —
Their target wasn’t him?
Why!
This was his Dream World, yet they had another target!
Ullric’s confusion deepened, and his physique flickered, his speed suddenly soaring.
If he had been chasing while guarding against traps and trump cards —
Now he couldn’t care less.
— He had to see what was going on.
What exactly was happening!
Crash—
Ullric burst through the wall and landed directly in a room.
The scene before him took his breath away.
In the room.
On the ground lay a corpse.
— It was the attendant that Kaylon always kept by his side, the Destruction Primordial Spirit.
He had been severed in half and looked undoubtedly dead.
A sword pierced through Kaylon’s chest.
This Destructive Main God’s situation had also reached its most dire point.
"Get off!"
Kaylon roared and struck out.
At this mont.
Ullric had not yet figured out the situation.
He only saw the room’s condition and was swiftly analyzing the current situation.
In not even the ti of a snap of fingers —
The person struck again.
The long knife.
Withdrew from Kaylon’s chest, avoided Kaylon’s close attack, and swung toward Ullric.
"How bold!"
Ullric roared in anger.
Fast.
The blade was too fast.
He had only just arrived here.
There was no ti to form seals, nor to summon gates.
This strike —
Sealed all his attack routes and Schools of thod, and was fast to the extre, as if it were sothing bound to happen according to fate.
The blade carried boundless Power of Laws, as if the other side had given their all, heedlessly slashing out.
As long as this blade was slashed, life and death didn’t matter!
How could there be such sword techniques!
How could there be such a person!
Ullric even sowhat regretted coming too quickly.
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