Barnas had a bitter look on his face. “Adkins, don’t be hotheaded!”
Hotheaded? If anyone else had said this to Adkins, Adkins would have killed him by now. But the person who said the words was Barnas.
“Lord Adkins, you didn’t let me finish. My clone was indeed destroyed, but it was destroyed by the forces of Beirut. Dragonblood Castle is under Beirut’s protection. If we go over there, that means we are openly becoming enemies of Beirut.”
“Hmph, a young fellow who has only trained a few million years!” Adkins’ eyes emitted a cold light. “So what if he is a Sovereign’s Emissary? I refuse to believe I cannot kill him!”
Adkins could be considered a genius. Even in the Gebados Planar Prison, where experts were as common as the clouds, the only ones who could truly make him submit were those five Kings. As for this Beirut, just based on the fact that Beirut had only trained for a few million years, Adkins felt disdainful towards him.
Only Beirut’s status as a Sovereign’s Emissary made Adkins hesitate slightly.
Barnas urged solemnly, “Lord Adkins, do you know what those four figures wielded as their weapons?”
“What?” Adkins laughed coldly.
“All of them were Highgod artifacts!” Barnas said solemnly.
Adkins couldn’t help but start. Highgod artifacts. That was something which a Highgod created only after whole-heartedly cultivating an artifact for countless years. Generally speaking, experts who had only recently reached the Highgod level didn’t have Highgod artifacts.
Although he, Adkins, was very powerful, despite the passage of many years, he only had three Highgod artifacts in total, one of which he had given Barnas. He himself kept two.
But these four people had a total of four Highgod artifacts!
“Hmph. Nothing more than gifts from the Sovereign.” Adkins sneered.
Barnas bitterly urged, “Lord Adkins, that isn’t Beirut himself, just his subordinates. Those four figures were actually two people, each of which had two clones. Even those two people each have two Highgod artifacts. Lord Adkins, think about it. What about Beirut himself, then?”
Adkins, in his heart, began to hesitate now.
“All he can do is rely on the Sovereign behind him.” Adkins’ heart was filled with inconsolable fury.
What he feared was…
Beirut might be in possession of many precious Highgod artifacts, perhaps even soul-protecting Highgod artifacts. Or, if Beirut were to be in possession of a Sovereign artifact…even an ordinary Highgod who possessed a true Sovereign artifact would have terrifyingly powerful force when using it.
“Since Lord Beirut dares to act in such a way, clearly he has complete confidence in himself.” Barnas looked at him. “Lord Adkins, I’ve only lost a single clone. I’m not dead, after all. Lord Adkins, what really matter is you being able to acquire the treasures within the Necropolis of the Gods. That’s what matters. Right now, it’s best not to make an enemy out of Beirut.”
Adkins was silent for a moment.
“Fine. I will endure for this thousand years.” Adkins ground his teeth. “After I acquire what I need from the Necropolis of the Gods…at that time, I will make Beirut regret the ignorance and arrogance he put on display today!”
Barnas let out a relieved sigh in his heart.
He knew that Adkins was too arrogant and incapable of enduring. However, Adkins would still listen to Barnas’ advice.
Thus, Adkins did not go to Dragonblood Castle to seek revenge. He maintained his silence. Adkins’ silence caused many of the thousands of experts who had come to the Yulan continent from the Gebados Planar Prison to believe…
Adkins feared Beirut!
The Forest of Darkness. The metallic castle.
“This Adkins actually managed to resist and endure.” Lying on a recliner, drinking a cup of tea, Beirut had a hint of a smile on his face. “It seems the Yulan Plane is going to be quiet for a period of time. Only…Hodan in the north doesn’t want to be lonely.”
Beirut turned his head, staring northwards.
His gaze seemed to pierce through the veil of reality, seeing the Planar Overseer, Hodan, in the Arctic Icecap.
“Can it be that those experts all think that the Necropolis of the Gods is a treasure room where they can acquire divine Highgod sparks, Highgod artifacts, and even Sovereign artifacts as they please? Haha…what a pity, the guardian of the Necropolis of the Gods is myself!”
Beirut was grinning like a fox, but his eyes held a hint of anticipation.
After all, having been in the Yulan Plane for so long, Beirut would also feel bored.
To occasionally be entertained was a good thing.
Barnas had a bitter look on his face. “Adkins, don’t be hotheaded!”Hotheaded? If anyone else had said this to Adkins, Adkins would have killed him by now. But the person who said the words was Barnas.“Lord Adkins, you didn’t let me finish. My clone was indeed destroyed, but it was destroyed by the forces of Beirut. Dragonblood Castle is under Beirut’s protection. If we go over there, that means we are openly becoming enemies of Beirut.”“Hmph, a young fellow who has only trained a few million years!” Adkins’ eyes emitted a cold light. “So what if he is a Sovereign’s Emissary? I refuse to believe I cannot kill him!”Adkins could be considered a genius. Even in the Gebados Planar Prison, where experts were as common as the clouds, the only ones who could truly make him submit were those five Kings. As for this Beirut, just based on the fact that Beirut had only trained for a few million years, Adkins felt disdainful towards him.Only Beirut’s status as a Sovereign’s Emissary made Adkins hesitate slightly.Barnas urged solemnly, “Lord Adkins, do you know what those four figures wielded as their weapons?”“What?” Adkins laughed coldly.“All of them were Highgod artifacts!” Barnas said solemnly.Adkins couldn’t help but start. Highgod artifacts. That was something which a Highgod created only after whole-heartedly cultivating an artifact for countless years. Generally speaking, experts who had only recently reached the Highgod level didn’t have Highgod artifacts.Although he, Adkins, was very powerful, despite the passage of many years, he only had three Highgod artifacts in total, one of which he had given Barnas. He himself kept two.But these four people had a total of four Highgod artifacts!“Hmph. Nothing more than gifts from the Sovereign.” Adkins sneered.Barnas bitterly urged, “Lord Adkins, that isn’t Beirut himself, just his subordinates. Those four figures were actually two people, each of which had two clones. Even those two people each have two Highgod artifacts. Lord Adkins, think about it. What about Beirut himself, then?”Adkins, in his heart, began to hesitate now.“All he can do is rely on the Sovereign behind him.” Adkins’ heart was filled with inconsolable fury.What he feared was…Beirut might be in possession of many precious Highgod artifacts, perhaps even soul-protecting Highgod artifacts. Or, if Beirut were to be in possession of a Sovereign artifact…even an ordinary Highgod who possessed a true Sovereign artifact would have terrifyingly powerful force when using it.“Since Lord Beirut dares to act in such a way, clearly he has complete confidence in himself.” Barnas looked at him. “Lord Adkins, I’ve only lost a single clone. I’m not dead, after all. Lord Adkins, what really matter is you being able to acquire the treasures within the Necropolis of the Gods. That’s what matters. Right now, it’s best not to make an enemy out of Beirut.”Adkins was silent for a moment.“Fine. I will endure for this thousand years.” Adkins ground his teeth. “After I acquire what I need from the Necropolis of the Gods…at that time, I will make Beirut regret the ignorance and arrogance he put on display today!”Barnas let out a relieved sigh in his heart.He knew that Adkins was too arrogant and incapable of enduring. However, Adkins would still listen to Barnas’ advice.Thus, Adkins did not go to Dragonblood Castle to seek revenge. He maintained his silence. Adkins’ silence caused many of the thousands of experts who had come to the Yulan continent from the Gebados Planar Prison to believe…Adkins feared Beirut!The Forest of Darkness. The metallic castle.“This Adkins actually managed to resist and endure.” Lying on a recliner, drinking a cup of tea, Beirut had a hint of a smile on his face. “It seems the Yulan Plane is going to be quiet for a period of time. Only…Hodan in the north doesn’t want to be lonely.”Beirut turned his head, staring northwards.His gaze seemed to pierce through the veil of reality, seeing the Planar Overseer, Hodan, in the Arctic Icecap.“Can it be that those experts all think that the Necropolis of the Gods is a treasure room where they can acquire divine Highgod sparks, Highgod artifacts, and even Sovereign artifacts as they please? Haha…what a pity, the guardian of the Necropolis of the Gods is myself!”
Beirut was grinning like a fox, but his eyes held a hint of anticipation.
After all, having been in the Yulan Plane for so long, Beirut would also feel bored.
To occasionally be entertained was a good thing.
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