No one who joins the Four Holy Army is a fool...
The Ancient Demon Tribe had no small number, and those selected for the Four Holy Army were the elites of their tribe; those who served as main generals were the elite of the elites. Had it been the zenith of the Ancient Demons, they would have been the pillars of major families, figures of a generation’s prodigy.
Did they not understand how they had gotten themselves into their current predicant?
Of course, they understood, but strict hierarchies within the Ancient Demon Clan ant they could do nothing but silently obey commands and watch as the finest of their kin fell one after the other under an incompetent leader.
You didn’t dare to take the risk yourself but made us bear it instead. Before anything major happened, they never suspected that the so-called best War Priest of billions of years could be such a figure.
That’s why Zi Yue’s simple "I will handle it" was so precious that almost instantly, from the main generals to the subordinates, no one questioned why the Army Talisman was in Zi Yue’s hands. Instead, a thought erged that never had before: the Army Talisman... should naturally belong in the hands of such a person.
"Please... be careful, Your Highness!"
"Yes, Your Highness, you just need to hold him off for a mont, just a quarter of an hour and I will surely break the formation."
"I only need half a quarter of an hour!"
"Thirty monts!!"
Voices, childish like sulking children competing for favor, filled the air, yet this sohow seed to instantly boost the previously declining morale.
The Priest stood dazedly in place with a complex expression on his face.
In countless simulations, he had been among the best perforrs, otherwise he wouldn’t have been chosen as War Priest without even fighting a battle. But at the crucial mont, those who had been with him for tens of thousands of years from the legitimate branch turned out to be less effective than a few simple words from another.
"I will go with you..." impulsively, the Priest suddenly spoke.
"No need..." Zi Yue did not turn back, instead observing the elusive figures on the battlefield.
"That person is very formidable. If I fall at his hands, with you in command at least we won’t lose everything..."
Priest: "....."
So... she wasn’t sure?
With such a resolute tone, he had thought she was fully confident.
So she was actually uncertain in her heart?
But why... dare to do so?
For so reason, the Priest suddenly felt his hands trembling uncontrollably. Was he the sa when he first started? Always finding the opportunity for victory amidst crisis, he felt that if it were the him from those early days, he probably would have made the sa choice.
When had he changed...?
"Your Highness..." When he looked up again, Zi Yue’s figure was nowhere to be seen.
"The Princess has already gone..." the Deputy General beside him handed over sothing. "Please take good care of this."
The Priest was startled. What was handed to him by the Deputy General... was the Army Talisman.
She wasn’t here to snatch military power after all...
He suddenly rembered a ti during the Sorcerer Dynasty when they encountered a critical obstacle, and she had stepped forward, telling all the clansn to let her handle it.
Her tone was so firm, it seed as though with her involvent, success was assured.
Back then he had asked her if she was completely confident.
Her answer was no...
"But isn’t that what a king is supposed to do, to step forward at such tis?"
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"What’s going on?"
Sparrow Bee moved swiftly across the battlefield, his brow deeply furrowed.
He had clearly seen it just now; the aura of the Four Holy Army had beco severely unstable, and their collapse had happened in re monts, but why had there suddenly been such a vigorous surge of blood and energy?
Could they have collectively used so secret technique?
Thinking this, Sparrow Bee highly concentrated his spirit. This was probably their last counterattack before death, and he couldn’t be careless—in fact, even that Priest might take action against him at the critical mont.
However, he didn’t understand why that clumsily behaving Priest, given his performance just now, didn’t imdiately retreat.
He had already made arrangents to intercept the enemy halfway through their escape, yet they chose to fight back, which didn’t resemble that person’s style at all.
While he was pondering, a warning went off at the north formation’s fourteenth route position. He furrowed his brow—the burst was more terrible than he had imagined; even the Big Formation’s Guard Commander might not have expected the enemy to still be able to make a move at this mont.
With this in mind, he dared not delay. His blood energy was unlocked again on his body, regaining new life as if his originally depleted strength was rejuvenated, making his blood energy extrely full.
This was his trump card, which he would not usually use lightly.
The Empress’s Dark Crow Fla was incredibly peculiar; after forcibly sealing off his King Level Power, he could still gradually unseal it bit by bit. This ant that, below the King Level, he could restore his strength by unleashing the seal whenever his physical strength was exhausted.
So from the mont the enemy entered this area, it was impossible for them to defeat him by attrition. Originally, he planned to show weakness to lure the Priest into action, but it seed that guy didn’t have the guts. Since he had used a secret technique, Sparrow Bee could no longer hide.
"I was right after all."
Just as he was about to move, a cold voice ca from behind him, making Sparrow Bee shiver as a chill ran down his spine.
What a joke!
How could soone get so close without him noticing?
Judging by the source of the voice and the sensation of the opponent’s aura, the speaking woman was no more than thirty feet away...
"For a top assassin like you, as long as you’re not completely exhausted, it’s impossible for you to be hard by those main generals, let alone soone once renowned like Mr. Sparrow Bee."
Without any hesitation, Sparrow Bee unlocked the entirety of the seal!
Only a King Level assassin capable of approaching him while going undetected was possible; for anyone else, it was not, and this was Sparrow Bee’s confidence. To combat a King Level, he had to unlock the King Level Power at the first opportunity.
As for survival after unlocking—those were matters for after he won.
He would never allow himself to die helplessly without being able to use his power.
King Level Sparrow Bee was one of the most formidable powerhouses of his ti, having once plundered the power of many top-level Demons. With multiple terrifying thods at his disposal, he was universally recognized as the most fearso assassin, with none of the Four Major Guilds being able to handle him alone at that stage.
Back then, he even planned to assassinate King Xiang to obtain the mightiest Ghost King abilities.
If it weren’t for the guilds’ trap and ambush, Sparrow Bee felt very confident about this—a sentint many shared, including his friend, King Chu Jiang.
Therefore, the mont Sparrow Bee unleashed his King Level Power, all the strong observers around who could keep up instantly turned their gaze towards him.
At this instant, the Priest suddenly felt a surge of fear.
That was also one of the reasons he had hesitated to act.
They had had Sparrow Bee’s intelligence for a long ti; a universally recognized leading assassin, the top raider within the King Level.
Truly as fearso as his reputation...
Seeing the enemy’s skill before him, he had so delusional thoughts, believing that his odds against this person were fifty-fifty. Now he knew that if he had confronted this guy from the start, he, without a doubt, would be the one to die.
Zi Yue... would die!
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