Who was Edgar?
A single person slaughtered a million mbers of the devil race and then chased after them for over ten million miles.
With just his strength alone, he crushed the devil race’s path to rising up in this world.
Back then...
He had another na given by the people – Human King.
He was the fiercest warrior ever since the Evans Kingdom was established.
He was so fierce that one could not be fiercer than he.
Back then, the Sky City didn’t have anyone as the so-called child of the true dragon.
The Purple Soul Temple’s Conglorate organisation didn’t have the so-called young phoenix either.
There was only the Capital City’s Edgar.
As years passed by, the Human King Edger slowly existed only as a legend. Replacing him was the Sky City’s true dragon Peter Wesley and the Purple Soul Temple’s Conglorate organization Gwendolyn. Everyone in the World knew those two and when their nas were brought up, it would be said in a tone of awe and respect.
There was never a second appearance of a Edger like prodigy in the Capital City!
One could easily tell the expectations of the middle-aged man towards Maxwell when he said the na Edgar.
The old eunuch silently followed behind the middle-aged man. Only now did he realise why when Princess Lasting Peace entered the city, no one was sent to bring her back and no one went to notify the Baldur Household. So Princess Lasting Peace was allowed to casually follow that kid around because...
Everything was within the grasp of this middle-aged man!
Domineering aura!
The domineering aura of a King!
The old eunuch turned around to look at the dark night sky above the northern city before showing a faint smile.
---
The northern city was filled with darkness.
Several human figures fled by. They were able to stay hidden quite well with a silent killing intent flowing around them. They were similar to drifting sand except possessing an unfathomable aura and power.
Adam had a bad expression on his face.
His mood was bad as well.
When one’s mood was bad, it was inevitable for them to feel anger as well.
He then said towards a dark area: "Uncle Jas, Uncle John, the killers of Flowing Sand have co as well. Since they want to deal with my people, kill them for . But leave one alive so they can send a ssage back to their organisation. No matter who they are, they need to know Maxwell is one of my people. If they dare to make another move, it will no longer be as simple as killing a few of their mbers anymore."
Within the darkness...
A figure faintly moved and said: "Understood."
Imdiately after...
Those figures disappeared from the spot and no aura could be detected. The mont they disappeared, not the slightest fluctuation in the air was felt either. Only experts at the highest cultivation ranks were capable of performing such a feat.
Adam didn’t stop and continued hurrying forward. Thinking of Maxwell and the previous explosive collision of power, he couldn’t help but start to worry about his safety. He then said to himself: "Idol, you should be okay right?"
At the sa ti...
Adam’s heart started getting excited. "He can already go head-to-head with an expert at the King rank, which ans his cultivation has been improving by leaps and bounds in just a few months. My idol is truly an idol... my admiration for you is too much now!"
Thirty-sothing years old...
And still worshipping people like a child.
His identity was the Ninth Prince, and most likely no one would believe it if they knew what he was thinking.
"Bam!"
"Bam!"
"Bam!"
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Several muffled loud sounds were heard in the night sky.
Every ti the sound was heard, soone would die. Gradually, the killing intent like flowing sand disappeared into the night sky.
Two figures silently descended behind Adam.
"The job is done!"
Their speed was extrely quick as the task was accomplished in less than a minute.
Adam was not shocked by their performance and faintly said: "Thank you Uncle Jas and Uncle John."
There was no response from the darkness.
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Inside the courtyard...
Maxwell’s chest was heaving and his mouth was gasping for air. He had an ugly look on his face as he stared at William’s corpse. "Soone at the King rank is truly too strong. If I didn’t rely on the Vampire Blade, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be his opponent at all. I need to think of a way to level up to the King rank as soon as possible."
After this battle, Maxwell felt a lot of pressure for his future.
He felt that one’s cultivation level was getting even more important.
With just a single level difference, their gap in strength was actually so far apart. This was truly not a video ga.
Inside a typical ga, a single level difference wouldn’t have such a big difference. As long as you can position yourself correctly, activate your techniques at appropriate tis, and have a good set of equipnt, you can easily counter-kill soone of higher levels.
This place wasn’t a ga.
A single level was so hard to surpass, let alone a whole rank in cultivation.
Maxwell’s heart was feeling rather down. And once he thought of Brenda, his heart seed to feel constricted. "Ray’s strength was already at the level 5 King rank a decade ago. Based on my current strength, there’s no way I can kill him. Brenda..."
His heart started aching.
He then struggled to stand up while everyone stood around staring at Maxwell.
Arianna’s eyes had beco a blur from crying too much.
Blindman Dale was motionless, while Constantine was supporting the seriously injured Godfrey.
Maxwell looked at them with a serious expression.
Tonight was too embarrassing for their group!
They were in such an embarrassing shape because his powers weren’t strong enough.
Maxwell clenched his fists a few tis before entering the main hall. He first gave Godfrey so dicinal pills before casting several Healing Arts on him. The wounds on Godfrey’s body quickly closed up and his face seed a few shades rosier.
Imdiately after...
Maxwell brought out a zero storage space and placed it on the table. "Inside are all attributed beast cores. You guys are free to use as much as you want, to make further level-ups in your cultivation. What I have is lots of beast cores; I can give you as many as you want, but you guys must make more level-ups.
"Level ups!"
Maxwell heavily emphasised that word.
After that...
Maxwell opened up his system interface and saw that the Titan Technique was just missing one more blood essence. The last bloodline was the Dragon’s essence, which he had gotten back in Eden with the gnos. Maxwell had a thought...
And the system gave off a notification tone.
"Crackle!"
"Are you fusing the Titan Technique?"
"Yes!"
All the blood essence he possessed started fusing together and the blood started roiling about like it was being boiled.
After several seconds...
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to player Maxwell for successfully fusing the Titan Technique. Will you be consuming it?"
"No!"
Maxwell refused it without any hesitation. The successfully fused bloodline essence then appeared in Maxwell’s hand. He then said to Constantine. "Constantine, this is the blood essence of ten thousand beasts I especially prepared for you. They are all blood essences from high-ranked spawned beasts."
Once the Ten Thousand Beast Lineage essence appeared, Constantine’s eyes almost popped out of his head.
Looking at the roiling blood essence in Maxwell’s hand, Constantine licked his lips with a thirsty look. He didn’t make a move to take it and asked: "Boss, what about you...?"
"I have others."
"These are the ones I prepared for you in Eden. I planned on giving you this later for your birthday present... so I’ll be giving you this now in advance. I hope that you can quickly make more level-ups because a Diamond rank in the Capital City is completely inadequate." Said Maxwell.
Constantine didn’t hesitate. He took the blood essence and directly swallowed it.
"Howl!"
The ferocious bloody-looking beast on the back of his head seed to co alive while howling out. It was howling out filled with excitent! As for Constantine’s body, a bloody red glow started pulsating in cycles.
Constantine then sat down cross-legged.
He was wholeheartedly and crazily digesting the blood essence.
His face showed how excited he currently was. The power in the essence was so fierce and strong that the blood colored demon on his head was practically dancing in joy.
Also at this ti...
Adam had entered the courtyard. Looking at the ss of this place, his face turned grim. He originally wanted to welco Maxwell enthusiastically, but never expected it would turn out to be this kind of scenario.
This made him extrely annoyed.
He wasn’t able to accomplish the words he promised Maxwell.
Maxwell directly walked out and asked: "Ninth brother, are there any places around the Capital City that have a lot of spawned beasts around? I want to level up to the King rank!"
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