Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom Chapter 238: Chapter238:Meet Again

Dragons Land, amidst the small hills.

The onlookers, having spotted Enzo and Eve, quickly pieced together the grim scene surrounding them, yet none stepped forward to avenge Ford and his companions.

They rely watched from a distance.

Among them, one individual approached Enzo and Eve, proposing, "Gentlen, would you be interested in forming a team? Everyone here is after the Dragon Soul Fruit, and attempting to secure it alone is nearly impossible."

Following this, the individual introduced himself.

"Hull, hailing from the Coral Sea, currently at supernatural Level 8."

In response, Enzo politely declined, "I appreciate the offer, but I already have teammates in mind and do not intend to join another group at this ti."

Hull did not press the matter further and continued his search for other companions.

Observing this, the rest of the onlookers also dispersed, as they had rely been drawn in by the commotion surrounding Ford's demise.

Regardless of his reputation as a formidable adversary, the ease with which a stranger had dispatched him heightened their vigilance, underscoring the challenges that lay ahead in the pursuit of the Dragon Soul Fruit.

...

On the other side.

Beneath the shade of a small peak in Dragons Land, lissa and Freya wore grim expressions, their bodies marred by nurous injuries. Freya, in particular, bore a conspicuous knife wound on her arm, which had yet to heal, exposing the bone within.

"This poses a problem."

"The toxins can only be purged by leaving the trial space and seeking assistance to concoct a potion."

lissa sighed.

Freya, however, remained remarkably composed. "This is hardly an insurmountable issue. It's rely an arm rendered temporarily useless. Besides, success is within our grasp, and we cannot afford to relent."

lissa chose not to press further.

At that mont, a figure rushed towards them, breathless. "Sothing's wrong!" the girl exclaid, her eyes wide with alarm.

"What has happened?"

lissa's expression shifted, concern etched on her face as she turned to the panting Maureen.

Maureen, whom they had encountered upon entering Dragons Land, had been less fortunate. She had stumbled into this realm by chance and lacked strength, yet her talent was comndable. Thus, lissa and Freya had decided to take her under their wing.

After catching her breath, Maureen excitedly relayed, "Ford is dead! He was murdered!"

The revelation left lissa montarily speechless.

"What transpired?" She inquired, urgency in her tone.

With a glimr of excitent, Maureen explained, "Ford sought to exploit dreamland to prey upon those who entered Dragons Land, aiming to seize their treasures. This ti, he targeted two strangers. However, those individuals shattered the dreamland and declined his invitation, ultimately slaying him."

Despite Maureen's thorough explanation, lissa and Freya still found it rather incredulous. They had previously encountered Ford and were well aware of his troubleso nature, with Freya and lissa having suffered injuries due to him.

Had Ford truly t his demise?

Regardless, this had beco an established fact.

Rather than dwelling further on it, lissa and Freya's curiosity shifted to the identity of Ford's killer, a contender undoubtedly strong in the pursuit of the Dragon Soul Fruit. Yet Maureen had not uncovered any specific information.

At that mont, Freya interjected, "Could it be Enzo?"

"Enzo?" lissa murmured, pausing for a mont before shaking her head. "The likelihood is slim. Although Enzo possesses considerable talent, ascending to a high-level supernatural being is far from easy. He is likely still in the Dark Night Forest."

This was lissa's conjecture.

While she too held faith in Enzo's potential, the challenges of rising to a higher level of supernatural beings were considerable.

Such were the rules, not to be easily circumvented.

Just then, Maureen could not restrain herself from asking, "Miss Freya, could you recount the tale of this Mr. Enzo once more?"

During their journey, Maureen had heard Freya ntion him before.

That left her with a lasting impression.

With no other matters at hand, Freya nodded in agreent, but just as she was about to speak, several powerful presences approached swiftly, culminating in a group landing on the mountain peak.

"lissa, so it is true that you are here!"

An aged man said with a smile, wielding a treasure crafted from a special tal designed for searching. It was through this artifact that he had located lissa.

Upon seeing him, lissa's expression shifted dramatically.

She shielded Freya and Maureen behind her and confronted the approaching figure with a fierce question. "Clyde, what are your intentions?"

The aged Clyde wore a sinister expression.

He waved his hand, and his subordinates swiftly encircled lissa and the others, sealing off the surrounding space, before he spoke."If it weren't for your interference in the last supernatural trial, I would have secured the Dragon Soul Fruit!"

lissa smirked, her eyes brimming with disdain.

She sneered and said,"Clyde, your arrogance is truly remarkable. Your plan was dood to fail from the start. And even if it had succeeded, do you truly believe you could outmaneuver the others?"

"You lack the capability yet bla others for your failures."

"After all these years, you remain unchanged. It's no wonder that elven queen refused to et with you!"

lissa's words struck Clyde like a dagger to the heart, reminding him of a past he wished to forget, inciting his fury.

"Silence, you wretched harlot!" Clyde spat venomously.

He glared at lissa, growling, "Regardless, you have fallen into my grasp, and you will et your end. As for the two behind you, I shall ensure they receive a… special treatnt! Hahaha…"

Clyde's laughter echoed, as if victory was already his.

Though lissa's eyes burned with anger, she refrained from acting recklessly and whispered to Freya, "Freya, when the ti cos, take Maureen and escape."

"And you?" Freya inquired, concern etched on her face.

"I have a way to escape." lissa replied, though her tone lacked certainty, which made Freya understand her intentions. However, this was not the appropriate mont for discussion. Given lissa's cautious nature, it was clear that the individual before them was imnsely powerful, otherwise, she would not have made such a decision.

Yet, Clyde seed to anticipate this.

He turned to lissa, a sneer appearing on his aged face, and said, "You wish to negotiate your escape? This ti, can you truly flee?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Clyde decided to act.

A tempest surged around them, and towering tornadoes converged toward the trio. Even from a distance, the sheer terror they exuded was palpable.

lissa murmured, "Tide of Blood!"

In the next instant, a torrent of crimson surged forth, forming a towering barrier that held the tornadoes at bay.

Clyde's expression shifted slightly.

Clyde channeled more power, intensifying the ferocity of the tornadoes, then feigned nonchalance as he taunted, "lissa, can you withstand this?"

lissa gritted her teeth, choosing silence.

In truth, she could not hold out.

During her last participation in the supernatural trials, she had fortuitously uncovered Clyde's nefarious sche to ensnare other teams and seize their Magic Crystals. Upon learning of his plot, she had inford her companions, thwarting Clyde's plans.

Consequently, he harbored a deep resentnt towards lissa.

Regrettably, for many years, he had been unable to locate her, and his vengeance remained unfulfilled—until this new cycle of the supernatural trials comnced. Clyde was certain lissa would return, prompting him to pay a heavy price to acquire an artifact capable of revealing vital information.

At this mont, lissa faced imminent death at Clyde's hands, and he was filled with exhilaration.

Within the blood wall that lissa had conjured, Freya spoke up, "Ms lissa, allow to take over."

lissa imdiately refuted, "Absolutely not!"

She elaborated, "You are only at the Level 7. Even with the spell acquired from the temple, you would not stand a chance against Clyde."

"But we have no alternatives now." Freya insisted.

lissa fell silent, contemplating.

She exhaled deeply, her focus sharpening as she prepared to escape with Freya once she broke through the swirling tornadoes. Just then, she sensed a sudden weakening in Clyde's assault.

Monts later, Clyde's furious voice rang out.

"Who are you, brat!"

lissa lowered the blood wall and peered outside.

To her astonishnt, all of Clyde's subordinates lay lifeless, like desiccated corpses, their blood seemingly siphoned away. Clyde himself appeared disheveled and wretched.

Before Clyde stood a man clad in blood-red armor, levitating in midair, wielding a Fla Spear, with Fla Wings unfurling behind him, exuding an aura of formidable might.

The presence emanating from him was nothing short of alarming.

In the land of Dragons, such a powerful being existed!

lissa's heart raced in astonishnt until Freya exclaid, "Ms. lissa, it's Enzo!"

Enzo!

lissa was taken aback.

She gazed at the figure suspended in the air, struggling to reconcile it with the Priest Enzo from that small tribe. They appeared utterly disparate.

But at that mont, the ethereal figure gazed down at her.

Then, the voice resonated, "Ms. lissa, it has been a long ti."

"And Freya, I hope I am not too late?"

"It is really Enzo!"

lissa confird the identity of the figure at this mont, but her heart was extrely shocked.

How was this possible!

In a short period of ti, Enzo beca so powerful that she even surpassed her, which made lissa feel like she was dreaming.

But this was reality.

lissa smiled, reluctantly accepting and relieved.

At least she had a good relationship with Enzo.

At this mont, while Enzo was greeting him, Clyde chose to launch a surprise attack.