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“Mr. Darkmore, what should we do?” Edward asked in a low voice.
“What else could be done…”
Heinrik glanced apprehensively at Lauden not far away, his face full of helplessness.
However, deep within Heinrik’s eyes, a strong dissatisfaction had already taken root. At that moment, the rift among the Five Great Sects had already emerged.
“Are we just standing by and watching Jared leave? These are Demon Seal Alliance’s hundred- year worth offerings!” Edward said discontentedly.
“Don’t worry. He won’t get away. Since we can’t take action ourselves, let’s have someone else do the job. We’ll get our share of the benefits when the time comes!” After Heinrik finished speaking, he directly pulled out a communication device and crushed it.
Heinrik spread the news of Jared’s recent departure from the Five Great Sects.
At that moment, Jared, who was on the road, was still unaware that his whereabouts had been leaked.
Montane Daemon said to Jared, “Mr. Chance, you should go on your own. Don’t worry about us for
now. We’ll take our time.”
They were all injured, so their movements were sluggish. They knew Jared’s speed would be slowed
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Alliance’s hundred-year worth offerings, they would be done for!
“Indeed, Mr. Chance. You should go ahead. Don’t worry about us anymore,” Igor also said to Jared.
Jared said, “That’s enough. Stop talking. I won’t leave any of you behind. Demonia Mountain is vast but
sparsely populated, so we won’t easily encounter others. Once we reach Forlisle, I’ll tend to your
injuries.”
It was impossible for Jared to leave on his own.
After Jared had led the group some distance, dozens of figures suddenly and rapidly closed in from the
side.
Upon seeing the situation, Jared and his companions all became tense.
“Mr. Chance, you go ahead. If the worst comes to worst, I’ll sacrifice myself to hold these people back.”
Upon seeing those people heading straight toward them, Montane Daemon knew they were up to no
good.
They were all severely injured at that moment.
There was no way Jared could handle the crowd alone.
“Mr. Daemon, there’s no need to be so pessimistic. Perhaps these people aren’t really after me,” Jared
comforted Montane Daemon.
Although he said so, deep down, Jared was extremely nervous.
Soon, those dozens of figures had already blocked Jared’s path. Each of those individuals wore a
gloomy expression, and their bodies were shrouded in black, negative energy.
At a glance, one could tell they were Demonic Cultivators.
In front of those people, there were two individuals dressed in black cloaks. They looked exactly alike.
Clearly, they were twins.
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The two individuals exuded the aura of a Sixth Level Tribulator.
“Maverick, Broden, what brings you here? This territory belongs to Demonia Mountain.” Upon seeing
the newcomers, Igor stepped forward with an icy expression and spoke.
Maverick Hoover stepped forward, respectfully addressing Igor with a bow, “So, it’s you, Mr. Lothian. My apologies for the disrespect. We are merely here to look for someone.”
“Who are you looking for?” asked Igor.
Maverick’s gaze fell upon Jared, and with a cold smile, he said, “Of course, I’m looking for him. With Demon Seal Alliance’s hundred-year worth offerings on him, he’s practically a walking treasury!”
Igor’s brow furrowed, his expression turning extremely unpleasant. He hadn’t expected that those guys were really after Jared.
Upon seeing the situation, Montane Daemon hurried forward, his eyes filled with disdain as he said, “You think you’re capable? Have you ever taken a good look at yourselves? If you don’t want to die, get lost! Don’t provoke me.”
Given Montane Daemon’s reputation in the vicinity of Demonia Mountain, he naturally looked down on those people.
“So, you’re also here, Mr. Daemon!” Maverick laughed heartily, seemingly unafraid of Montane Daemon.
“Since you know who I am, why aren’t you leaving quickly? Do you really want me to take action?” Suppressing his own disarrayed aura due to injury, Montane Daemon feigned calmness as he spoke.
With a teasing expression, Maverick said, “Mr. Daemon, you seem a bit off-color. Are you injured? And it seems like it’s not a minor one, right? Stop putting on a brave front. If I had the courage to come here, do you really think I would be afraid of you?”
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