novelraw Chapter 673 - 288: Profiting Wildly, Two Thousand Two-winged Demons! (Part 2)
Chapter 673 - 288: Profiting Wildly, Two Thousand Two-winged Demons! (Part 2)
"Originally, I received quite a few supplies from the Faceless Hermitage, but they were basically exhausted to resist the Beastman."
Before the Beastman God was slain, Firina remained hidden, not exposing too much of her concealed strength.
The main resistance came from within Lorand City.
The Faceless Hermitage, as the leader of the underground forces, was also assigned tasks.
Of course, refusing was also an option... The Princess of Lorand City would instantly transform into the Iron-blooded Empress, erasing everything.
Lear nodded, saying nothing, bringing back these 3000 Wetland Lizard-men was already an unexpected gain.
Unfortunately, when he established the chamber of commerce in Lorand City and stationed Kalanis there, he intended to use the Northern Territory Central City’s network to acquire the resources needed for the territory.
Unexpectedly, the outbreak of war shattered this idea.
Now, even the Griffin Empire is gone, and the Dimension Plane keeps merging with the Main Plane.
With extreme weather adding to the chaos, it is no longer realistic to develop as before.
"Never mind, the territory doesn’t lack anything now."
As Lear spoke, he seemed to remember something and opened Kalanis’s Attribute Panel.
Kalanis, Hero unit, Level: 22nd Level (Extraordinary, All Attributes increased by 500%)
Authority: Authority of Tyranny (40%), Divine Power: 2 points, Divinity: 5 points...
After a quick glance, he was greatly satisfied.
Although previous intelligence had hinted that Kalanis had ascended to Extraordinary due to controlling enough Power of Authority,
seeing a Level 22 status still left Lear somewhat in a daze.
More than half a year ago, a Level 10 existence was something he had to look up to; the Extraordinary in Lorand City were just a handful.
Each was a top figure who could cover the sky with one hand.
Unexpectedly, within less than a year, he had personally nurtured one Extraordinary.
And this Extraordinary was not mere mortal... Kalanis’s growth ceiling was frighteningly high!
With these thoughts, he suddenly remembered something and turned to glance behind him.
Extraordinary... Speaking of which, there was still one being suppressed in the Divine Kingdom.
His eyes flickered slightly.
The next moment, at the entrance of the Swamp Divine Kingdom — Land of Crimson Rot.
This terrifying bloody land suddenly started bubbling ominously.
The Extraordinary Vampire who was imprisoned here slowly rose from beneath the ground, reformed from his liquid blood shape into a human form.
Bald, hooked nose, blue eyes, wearing a tailcoat, and tall in stature...
Several months ago, an Extraordinary Vampire attacked the Barbarian Territory, and Lear appeared at the last moment to save the Barbarian Chief Betina, who possessed an Ancient Soul.
And he locked him within the Land of Crimson Rot.
During this time, he sensed the other’s intense unwillingness and rebellious spirit but couldn’t be bothered to address it, thinking it best to first break his arrogance.
This occupied him for months.
At present, this Extraordinary Vampire appeared exceptionally weary, as if he had been thoroughly drained after three months of torment, his eyes empty and face numb.
His whole body exuded an air of hopelessness.
What’s wrong with this guy? Just a few months locked up, and he’s like this?
Lear was a bit taken aback.
Does the willpower of the Extraordinary run so thin?
The formerly gigantic, now Master of Flies, landing before the restored Extraordinary Vampire, flapped his massive wings.
His eyes showed a hint of fear.
"Vampire, I knew the master would take you in and make you his dog!"
"But let me tell you, I will always be your boss. Just because you’ve become a dog, don’t think you can refuse to recognize me as your boss!"
As the Extraordinary Vampire heard these words, he abruptly regained his senses, his eyes brightening instantly—filled with extreme anger and insanity, glaring at the Master of Flies.
The killing intent in his heart almost caused the void to distort.
It’s this bastard!!
Day and night for months, ceaselessly speaking of the wonders of eating excrement — the disgusting experience!
This damned filthy insect!!
He absolutely must seek revenge, he must!!
He abruptly lifted his head to the sky, voice filled with resentment.
"Great Master of Marshes, I am willing to become your servant, your most devout follower!!"
Once he recovers his strength, he must brutally slay this filthy beast!!!
He must!!
His internal anger towards the Master of Flies far exceeded what should have been directed at Lear.
Who is he?!
An exalted Extraordinary, the Sovereign of the Stevens Clan, the Blood Race Prince whose word was law!
Brought low by an insect, having his spirit force-fed filth day and night, who the hell could endure this humiliation?
He could die in battle or be tortured, but he couldn’t have his spirit eat crap!
What filled him with even greater fury was this disgusting fly meticulously describing the taste, temperature, and viscosity...
The very thought of it made him want to crush this fly to death!
Even if he had to be the Master’s dog or slave, he had to exact this revenge!
Lear sensed the strong emotions of the Extraordinary Vampire with a bit of curiosity.
Why was this guy suddenly so motivated?
Not tarrying, he used his Spiritual Power to forge a Long Saber that pierced through its soul, leaving an imprint in its mind.
Throughout, the other not only didn’t resist but cooperated immensely.
This process was exceptionally smooth.
If an Extraordinary were to resist to the death, it wouldn’t be easy to leave an imprint; they could directly extinguish their soul, preventing success — such are the means of the Extraordinary.
Even a Divine Spirit couldn’t prevent it.
But cooperation made it simple.
After thoroughly controlling this Vampire, Lear lifted the seal on him.