Michael Taylor
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Valentina was waiting in a secret hut she had set up as a hidden rendezvous spot to take the little king and his sister after escaping from the palace and waiting for Damien. The little king was worriedly sitting on the bed as he looked at Ai while Shin tried to make her feel comfortable. He seemed like he might die from anxiety and worry. Valentina was impatiently waiting for Damien, wondering when he would come or if he was having some kind of trouble though she felt that he was alright since she could…-
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"Wa...Wait! You can't do that!" Drake realized that this guy was even more cunning than he thought. He never knew that there could be something worse than dying before hearing what Godnim had to say. "Luna, you are sure he doesn't have any talismans on him that could track his location, right?" Damien asked just to be sure. "Nope. Obviously, they wouldn't expect someone like you to kidnap him since usually, people kill those whom they can't get any information from. Besides, where are you going to hide…
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"Ugh...don't....You people have no idea who I am!" Drake frantically said, seeing that he was cornered and these two were approaching him with his death warrant. Damien laughed as he said, "We all know who you are...Drake…" "Wh...What...how…" Drake involuntarily gulped, seeing that Godnim knew his identity. "You...who are you?? There is no way Tristen's lackey would know who I am…" Drake said as he accidentally bit on his tongue in anxiety. Damien slowly shook his head, "There is no need for you…
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"Yuria?" Damien smiled in surprise, seeing her here though he could guess why she ended up coming here. Seeing that it was just a girl, Drake scoffed though he couldn't help but have his eyes transfixed on her breathtaking beauty. "Lord?!" Drake quickly came out of his daze and ordered, "You two take care of the bastards behind me while I will take care of this beauty and make her my woman too, hehe…" Drake was unable to perceive the warrior beauty's cultivation, but he believed that she was just…
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"Don't let a single bastard inside! Keep defending!" Drake howled out an order to his men as they poured even more power into the final ethereal barrier with their own ethereal energy. However, all of them were inwardly feeling despair since they knew this barrier wouldn't obviously hold out against an army, especially if they were using ethereal attack formations. Drake clicked his tongue in frustration and decided to escape first now that things had taken an unexpected turn. But of course, he didn't…
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"Kill them all!" Tristen howled as the army that was following behind him began to use an ethereal attack formation that would use the collective ethereal strength of every individual to grant each and every one of them with superior strength and defense temporarily. "What the fuck!" One of the Forsaken cultivators shouted in shock, not expecting an army to take them by surprise, while the other Forsaken cultivators, despite being taken by surprise, quickly retreated since there was no way they could hold…
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The Forsaken cultivator was shocked to see a strange cloaked figure behind her, wondering how they even sneaked up behind her. "Hey—" But before she could call out in confusion, Valentina stabbed her ethereal core while covering her mouth before silently laying her down. She quickly removed the dead cultivator's silver mask and used her Mask of Mischief to disguise her appearance into that of the female cultivator. She then quickly picked up her corpse and hid it somewhere else where nobody would find…
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The next day, Farah had already left for the imperial city on Damien's orders. Even though she hated being ordered around, she had no choice but to leave to get the Pandemonium Needles for Damien despite her mission being risky enough. Damien knew keeping Farah alive was dangerous since a woman like her could soon find ways to circumvent the measures he had taken to stop her from betraying him. However, he badly needed the Pandemonium Needles and also wanted to keep himself updated with what the Gale…
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Kale relaxed hearing his words and scoffed as he patted his hands, feeling as if he dirtied his hands by slapping her. "I guess my job here is done since I only wanted you to meet the real Farah. I will take care of the rest, brother. You should finalize on the attack plans," Tristen advised as Kale slowly nodded and left before shooting a glare towards Farah. Farah let out a frustrated sigh as she got up while caressing her cheek. "I thought you were used to getting slapped," Damien said sarcastically,…
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Farah suddenly didn't know how to act before him since she had no idea if Kale was going to confront her or not, especially knowing how angry and resentful he was. On the other hand, Kale, when he saw her, unconsciously clenched his fists as if he wanted to launch an ethereal attack on her to kill her and get it over with. But he then remembered the words his brother said about striking at the right time. So, his stiff expression relaxed as he saw her and walked towards her with a forced smile, trying…
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