In the Bu Xian Pavilion, just as Qin Yang was refining the Primordial Spirit Pill.
Europe, France, Bordeaux Manor.
At this mont, on a bench under the shade of a tree in the park's grass.
Prince Barrello held a wine glass in one hand, while in the other, he had a tablet computer, his eyes fixated intently on the screen.
Beside him, the butler Dacil, dressed in a tailcoat, stood respectfully.
"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that this Huaxia person's manor has such a large field of Spirit dicine cultivated, and even so many fruit trees that bear Spirit Fruits. That delicious Immortal Orange Wine was probably brewed from these Spirit Fruits."
Prince Barrello's eyes glead, with a hint of greed.
"And moreover, the scenery here is unexpectedly so beautiful. It seems that Gusa wasn't lying; this place is indeed more beautiful than my castle."
Prince Barrello flipped through a few other photos and couldn't help but remark.
"My lord Prince, after today, no, perhaps even now, this manor is already in the hands of my Bordeaux Clan. Count Hilcon has already led Viscount Gusa, the Wolf Shadow Guard, and our Wolf Race Sacred Artifact, the Destructive Ivory Bow, to Huaxia Country. They should have already taken control of that manor for our Bordeaux Clan by now."
The butler Dacil said with a smile.
"Indeed."
Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Prince Barrello's handso face, and he nodded, clearly having quite a bit of confidence in Hilcon and his entourage.
"However, Dacil, there's one thing you got wrong. Not only will that manor belong to the Bordeaux Clan, but also this delicious Immortal Orange Wine."
Prince Barrello lightly swirled the bright red liquid in his glass, then took a sip, looking delighted.
"Tsk tsk, I've co to love this taste now."
Prince Barrello said, looking at the red liquid in the glass.
"In the future, the Prince can drink as much as you like."
Dacil said with a smile.
"Haha, with the Immortal Orange Wine, the wealth of my Bordeaux Clan will grow even greater. No one in this world can stop the fortune of our Boduo Clan."
Prince Barrello's eyes glimred as he laughed heartily, a hint of pride in his eyes.
Whoosh~!
At this mont, a dazzling golden light streaked across the sky in the distance, flying towards them.
"Dacil, what is that?!"
Prince Barrello's deep blue eyes narrowed as he saw the golden light approaching, and he sat up.
Whoosh!
The golden light was indeed flying in their direction.
"My lord Prince, that seems to be our Wolf Race Sacred Artifact, the Destructive Ivory Bow."
Dacil's expression changed as he said this.
"Bow of Destruction!"
Prince Barrello's face imdiately fell. The golden light flew over, and the clear bow shape appeared in the vision of Barrello and Dacil.
Prince Barrello reached out and caught the approaching Bow of Destruction.
"What's going on? The Bow of Destruction, didn't I temporarily lend it to Hilcon? Why would it fly back on its own?!"
Prince Barrello looked at the sacred artifact in his hand, sparkling with golden light, and his deep blue eyes turned icy.
The Wolf Race Sacred Artifact, the Destructive Ivory Bow, was known as the weapon of the God of Destruction in Wolf Race legend, with spirituality, able to fly back, which didn't surprise him.
But wasn't the Bow of Destruction in Count Hilcon's hands? And Count Hilcon knew how to use it, so why would the bow fly back?!
"Could it be that Count Hilcon has already..."
The butler Dacil next to him considered a possibility, his face sinking, but stopped halfway through his words.
"Impossible, with the Bow of Destruction in his hand, who could kill him! Who can kill a Wolf Race count wielding the Bow of Destruction!"
Prince Barrello's deep blue eyes flashed coldly as he shook his head.
However, not long after Barrello finished speaking, a nobleman with sparse curly hair and wearing aristocratic attire hurried over.
The elderly nobleman looked troubled, with a touch of disbelief in his eyes.
"Viscount Curtis, what's so urgent?!"
Already in a bad mood, Prince Barrello frowned at the sight of Viscount Curtis's anxious approach and demanded.
"It's bad, my lord Prince. I just received news from within Huaxia that Count Hilcon, the Wolf Shadow Guard, and several dozen others all perished at Feipu Manor in Huaxia."
Viscount Curtis said, looking grim.
"What?! Hilcon, Gusa, and twenty Wolf Shadow Guards, they're all dead?!"
Prince Barrello's eyes turned cold as he looked at Viscount Curtis, a scarlet hue flooding his deep blue eyes, staring at Curtis intently.
"Are you sure what you're saying is true, Curtis?"
Prince Barrello asked with a somber face, eyes seething with suppressed anger.
"My lord Prince, I'm afraid the news is true. I've already confird it. It's utterly unbelievable that our powerful Wolf Race count would et his end in cursed Huaxia."
Viscount Curtis nodded with difficulty, describing his challenging emotions.
Upon receiving the news, he was also greatly shocked. After all, the group led by Count Hilcon entering Huaxia was no small force of the Wolf Race, yet they all perished in Huaxia.
"How could it be possible? Count Hilcon's strength is formidable. How could a Huaxian kill him? Besides, there were twenty Wolf Shadow Guards with him. How could they all die so easily, and all at once, with no one escaping? How exactly did they die? What underhanded thods did those Huaxian people use to kill them?!"
Prince Barrello stated angrily.
Although reluctant to admit it, judging by the returned Bow of Destruction, it seed that Count Hilcon and his group might indeed all have perished in Huaxia.
"My lord Prince, could it be that the powerful Ancient Martial Arts forces of Huaxia got involved? However, our Bordeaux Clan hadn't provoked the top Ancient Martial Arts sects of Huaxia. Why would they assist that young man?"
Suggested Dacil beside him.
"Investigate! Investigate! Investigate!"
"Curtis, find out how they killed Count Hilcon and his group!"
Prince Barrello's face was filled with suppressed rage as he ordered.
"My lord Prince, based on our current investigation, I suspect the powerful individual who owns Feipu Manor and the Immortal Orange Wine might be the reason. Feipu Manor may have been well-prepared, or so trap was set, which led to Count Hilcon's death. If we want to seize the Immortal Orange Wine from that Huaxia youth, we might need to employ even greater powerful forces."
Viscount Curtis said gravely.
"I'm aware that that Huaxia youth is not weak, as Viscount Gusa had a eye gouged out by him, and Kurt and Areneo were killed by him as well. However, that he could kill Count Hilcon and twenty of my Wolf Race elite is really beyond my expectations."
Prince Barrello said darkly, a strong murderous aura surrounding him.
Reviews
All reviews (0)