Chapter 134: Chapter 134: Mars Miller’s Fury!
After Aster Grant and others left Baelgard, the entire situation in Baelgard grew increasingly chaotic.
In the City of Chaos, those weaker races seemed to have sensed a dangerous atmosphere and began withdrawing successively.
Inside the Cat Clan’s territory, the atmosphere was heavy.
A Commander Level cat warrior quickly approached Clan Leader Ron, reporting gravely:
"Clan Leader, Sally has already followed Lord Aster back to Azurea."
"Furthermore, various races in the City of Chaos are withdrawing one after another..."
"The battle situation on the edge of the Demon Domain... seems not very optimistic either."
Ron listened, silently nodding.
Since leaving the Elven Sanctum, without its suppression, the Cat Clan’s limits were no longer confined to Extraordinary Level.
Currently, the clan has birthed several Commander Level warriors.
But even so, the Cat Clan remains insignificant as a minor clan in Baelgard.
He took a deep breath, determination flickering in his eyes.
"Send the order—"
"All clan members below Extraordinary Level, immediately migrate to the northern border of Draconia."
"Extraordinary Level warriors and above, follow me to the border to assist the Human Race in resisting the Demon Clan!"
The cat warrior nodded heavily:
"Yes, Clan Leader!"
As the figure of the cat warrior vanished outside the door, Ron’s straight posture suddenly relaxed.
He stood in place, unmoving for a long time.
Finally, he slowly closed his eyes, a trace of deep sorrow spreading across his face.
"I’m sorry... my daughter."
The Queen’s prophecy...
In the end... it has come to pass!!
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At the entrance of the Divine Realm, the Ghost Clan Elder had finally waited for his clan members.
Yet, the heart of the Angel Elder felt as if it had fallen into an icy cavern.
Muffy...
Did not come back.
Or rather—
She remains forever within the Divine Realm!
His eyes reddened, grabbing those ghosts who were released by Stryker, his voice hoarse like rusted iron grating:
"Speak! What on earth happened inside the Divine Realm?!"
Under the oppression of this Angel Elder, a ghost from the Ghost Race trembled as they revealed the truth:
"Inside the realm... besides the Blood Clan, there was a human... strong to the point of despair!"
"We... were completely overwhelmed by him alone!"
Upon hearing this information, this Angel Elder’s pupils contracted abruptly!
The Blood Clan member didn’t come out...
But that human from Draconia, left the realm unharmed!
This implies—
Muffy and that terrifying Blood Clan member likely perished at the hands of this human!
His body went cold, unable to delay any longer, he turned into a stream of light heading towards the Angel race’s territory.
This matter must be reported immediately!
Yet thinking about the reaction of the Clan Leader upon hearing this news...
The elder’s body began trembling uncontrollably.
Soon after.
Inside the hall of the Holy Cathedral made of pure gold, the dazzling Holy Light dimmed slightly.
The Angel Elder knelt on the ground, his wings trembling.
With heavy footsteps, the figure of Archon of the Seraphim, Mars Miller, gradually appeared.
Seeing that there was only the elder present, Mars Miller frowned.
"Where is Muffy? Why does she not come to see me! Does she think nothing of me as her father now?"
Though Muffy was usually quite arrogant, she would never be so disrespectful as to not know her manners.
The end of the Divine Realm task, even if her talent reached Myth level, she should have come to see her father at the first moment.
"Clan...Clan Leader..."
This Angel Elder was shaking like a sieve.
He truly didn’t know how to convey this news to Mars Miller.
However, at this moment, Mars Miller also noticed the elder’s unusual behavior, his gaze immediately darkened.
The Holy Light around him surged violently, the temperature in the entire hall dropping abruptly to freezing point.
"Speak!"
This roar was like thunder, causing the elder’s forehead to slam against the marble floor:
"Clan...Clan Leader, Miss Muffy... she fell within the Divine Realm!"
After speaking, his body clung to the ground, not daring to lift his head.
Upon hearing, Mars Miller’s body stiffened suddenly.
While Miller’s death meant little to him, Muffy’s downfall—
Truly pierced his heart with pain!
This daughter was the most outstanding in talent among all his offspring!
"Boom!"
A violent aura swept across the entire hall instantly.
On the verge of stepping into Totem Level, Mars Miller’s explosion of pressure made the Monarch Peak elder feel as helpless as a lone boat in a raging sea.
"Who did it?!"
One word at a time, Mars Miller enquired, each word seemed to carry the scent of blood.
The elder dared not conceal anything, immediately revealing the information he had gathered:
"According to the Divine Realm’s Ghost Clan’s testimony... it highly likely was the human from Draconia who killed the Miss!"
"The Human Race!"
Mars Miller’s gaze turned extremely dangerous instantly.
First Miller’s death, then the loss of the Angel Race’s treasures, now even his most valued Muffy is slain by the Human Race—
Raging fury turned his eyes red.
Staring at the kneeling elder, he swung his sleeve violently.
"Boom!"
The elder’s body was flung against the hall’s stone pillar like a ragged sack.
"Useless waste!"
Mars Miller forcibly suppressed his fury, taking deep breaths to barely calm his emotions.
But killing this elder now would be to no avail.
"Order all Seraphs to assemble immediately, I shall bathe the Human Race in blood!"
"Cough—"
The elder spat a mouthful of blood but dared not hesitate, immediately struggling to kneel upright, trembling as he replied:
"As you command, Clan Leader!"
After speaking, he trembled upright, preparing to deliver Mars Miller’s command.
But just then...
"Wait!"
A cold voice suddenly sounded, halting the elder’s footsteps.
Mars Miller looked displeased towards the shadows within the hall.
Only to see a figure intertwined with Demonic Qi gradually appear, a hoarse voice not allowing any dissent:
"You cannot touch the Human Race!"
"What did you say?!"
Instantly, Mars Miller revealed his Ten-Winged Seraph form, Holy Light interweaving with fury:
"First Miller’s death, then the treasure lost, and now even my most valued daughter has fallen by the Human Race’s hand..."
"Now you tell me... the Human Race cannot be touched?!"
However.
The Demon Clan member ignored Mars Miller’s rage, coolly stating:
"I’ve said, the Human Race cannot be touched! If the Demon God’s plan is disrupted—"
"You can forget about ever breaking through to Totem Level, and the Angel Race could vanish from this world!"
Before the words finished, the Demon Clan member had already merged into the shadows.
He wasn’t concerned about Mars Miller disobeying the order at all.
Too well he knew Mars Miller—
Just like when they once joined forces to eliminate the former Archangel Leader.
Pity... plans took an unexpected turn midway...
"Bang!"
Mars Miller’s fist clenched so tightly that his knuckles popped, nails digging deep into his palm.
Again, the Demon God...
He grit his teeth, chest heaving, barely suppressing the overwhelming killing intent after a long struggle.
"Get out!"
This roar shocked the elder who stood frozen, fleeing clumsily and crawling.
Immediately following—
"Boom!"
Mars Miller’s anguished roar, laced with violent energy, shook the entire Angel Race’s territory, causing the constructions to tremble!
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