Such masters, every mont of every day, without a mont’s rest, stayed here, opening their minds, sensing the situation around them, and the mont anything abnormal appeared, they would imdiately be aware.
Human energy is limited, and it’s definitely impossible to maintain high levels of attention at all tis, so there was another group of masters who would co and take over after a certain period of ti.
Such behavior could hardly be described as "luxurious."
It was a staggering move!
Because any master is a valuable treasure who can play a trendous role. The King of North Africa dispatching them just to stand guard here, how unthinkably wealthy must he be?
Xiao Zheng quietly arrived behind this person and threw a punch like lightning. The master instantly felt a sharp wind sound behind him, was startled, and abruptly turned his head, only to see that soone had appeared behind him out of nowhere, and he couldn’t help but lose his color in shock!
He didn’t have ti to speak and imdiately raised his hands to block his chest, his Gang Qi boiling inside him, surging into his arms.
Then, Xiao Zheng’s fist was terrifying beyond compare, shattering the man’s arms in an instant and blasting his ribs above his chest to pieces, killing him outright.
The man’s eyes widened, staring at Xiao Zheng, and even in death, a trace of horror lingered.
Xiao Zheng, however, didn’t care about these things, casually laying the man’s body on the ground, and once again swept out, arriving behind another person and taking them out with lightning-like movents.
In just half an hour, Xiao Zheng had killed all the masters at the exterior of the secret base, leaving none.
Afterward, he walked up to a large gate.
It was a huge iron gate, extrely heavy and hard, not sothing that could be easily opened by human strength.
However, Xiao Zheng was not at all flustered, because he had the password to open this gate!
It turned out that Ibola had already told Xiao Zheng how to open this iron gate when he entered the secret base previously.
The King of North Africa did indeed spare no expense for Ibola, treating her very well, and basically did not hide anything from this woman.
Xiao Zheng walked to the side of the gate, located the lock, and entered a very complex sequence of numbers, and the huge iron gate opened with a rumble. Xiao Zheng smiled and walked in; after he had entered, the gate also closed behind him.
Inside the base, there was no one.
Possibly because the items hidden here were too precious, the King of North Africa did not arrange for anyone to be inside. There were only terrifying chanisms one after another.
...
At that mont, the King of North Africa, accompanied by Ibola, was making his way towards the depths of the secret base, passing one horrifying chanism after another along the way.
Ibola couldn’t help asking, "What exactly are you bringing here to see? I’ve never seen a base with such tight security. Whatever is inside must be very precious to you."
"Indeed," the King of North Africa said with a smile, "what’s hidden here is my hope for breaking through to a higher realm!"
"What is it, exactly?"
Ibola asked curiously.
"Heh heh, you’ll know in a mont," the King of North Africa replied, playing coy.
...
Soon, they had passed through layers of chanisms and arrived in the depths of the base.
The King of North Africa pointed to sothing ahead and said to Ibola, "This is what I wanted to show you."
Upon hearing that, Ibola looked over.
Up ahead was a small platform.
Atop the platform lay three bones!
These three bones, yellowed and withered, appeared very ordinary, much like the most common bones one might find.
But Ibola couldn’t help exclaiming aloud.
"Golden Bone!"
"You’ve got a good eye," the King of North Africa laughed joyfully, then walked over to the stone platform, took out another yellowed bone from his chest, and placed it on the platform.
This bone was the one given to him by Xiao Zheng.
"Do you know what the Golden Bone is actually for?" the King of North Africa asked as he gazed at the bones on the small platform.
Ibola knew he was asking her; she promptly shook her head and said, "I only know that the Golden Bone is extrely precious. You even started a war throughout North Africa for it! But, what it is specifically used for, I do not know."
The King of North Africa chuckled, "Then let tell you. The Golden Bone is one of the most mystical things in this world! Legend has it, as long as one possesses it, they can gain the most powerful strength! Overwhelming the world!"
Ibola listened, her face revealing a reluctant smile that seed rather bitter no matter how one looked at it.
She gazed at the King of North Africa’s silhouette, her eyes flickering with a hint of resentnt!
What Ibola hoped for most was to return to her own tribe. However, the stronger the King of North Africa beca, the less likely her wish would co true. So, how could she possibly be happy upon hearing the king’s words? She wished that all these bones would be taken away!
"Ibola."
At that mont, the King of North Africa turned around, his eyes heavy with emotion as he looked at the woman before him.
"I swear that once I’ve obtained all the Golden Bones and reached the pinnacle of this world, I will give you everything you want!"
"I am the king, and you are the king’s woman."
"You will rise with to the peak of the world!"
The King of North Africa was a man of unparalleled strength. When he said these words, his whole being exuded an unchallenged domineering aura, one that not even the ancient emperors could match. At this mont, his charisma was indescribable, and probably no one could resist it.
Let alone making such a promise!
Any woman would probably be infatuated.
But not Ibola.
Her expression remained the sa as before, without much emotion.
Gazing at the man before her, deep down, she felt a strong aversion. It was this man who had taken her away from her holand! How could he possibly make up for that kind of hurt, even by offering her everything?
"Sigh, Ibola, you’re still the sa, always so cool and detached, never even smiling," the King of North Africa said as he shook his head with a sigh upon seeing Ibola’s expressionless face, suddenly looking sowhat crestfallen.
"Ancient China had a period in history when, during the Zhou Dynasty, an emperor lit the beacon fires to summon his vassals just to get a smile from the woman he loved, mocking them to win her favor.
I used to think that emperor was foolish. Now I sowhat understand him. If it could make you smile, even if it ant throwing away all the forces under my command, I would spare no effort."
The King of North Africa declared with a hearty laughter, his eyes filled with adoration as he looked at Ibola, as if none of what he had just said was false. Faced with a choice between a woman and his status, he could decide without a second thought, and choose the woman before him.
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