Chapter 597: Infernal Sword in Action (1/2)

Zaneos looked at the fireballs raining on him. The Demon merely looked up at the sky. When the fireballs were ten meters away from him, he moved his right hand toward the sword. He pulled the sword out and seethed in again. That happened in the blink of an eye.

No one could see the sword's movement. In the blink of an eye, many spaces distorted in the air and swallowed all the fireballs. The terrifying fireballs vanished into nothingness.

Ashley and Aki looked at the scene before them with widened eyes. The two, no, all of them could not comprehend what happened. Where did the fireballs disappear to? Was that Zaneos' doing? No one knew because they did not see Zaneos do something. The demon did not even move from his spot.

Even Bronson was clueless about what happened. He did not know if that was Zaneos' or Aerelion's doing? The Undead Spirit looked up. Beyond the cloud, he saw the big shadow coming closer. So he did not know if it was the demon or the wyvern. Both were creatures of the same origin, after all.

'Maybe this is why Master used Spirit Blessing on Zaneos and Aerelion.' The Executioner thought to himself.

Zaneos smiled subconsciously. He did not expect that one day, the spirit would be a lot stronger than his peak when he was alive. Yes, he could not achieve this when he was alive. He had gotten stronger, even though he did nothing. 'The system is ridiculous.'

Meanwhile, the group of Fiery Rook was still hovering above him. They did not move and seemed to be confused with the disappearance of their fireballs. Zaneos observed the group and muttered in a low voice. ”The sky is not my domain, but his.”

At this moment, Aerelion came down from the sky and hovered above the group of the Fiery Rook. The Fiery Rook turned around, and the Infernal Wyvern roared furiously at them. Right after the roar, the reddish-black fire spread out from the Infernal Wyvern's body.

The fire swept everything in the sky, including the group of the Fiery Rook. The reddish-dark fire stayed up in the air as the dead body of the Fiery Rook fell one by one. All of them were still in the fire.

Zaneos could trust what was in the sky to Aerelion. His focus was on the enemy that came from the pit. The wall around the pit suddenly fell off and revealed the army of the Gator Tribe. They had been hiding underground all this time to ambush the group with the trap.

However, Zaneos messed up their plan. The one who was supposed to be in this pit was his Lord's force, not him. The Infernal Sword looked at the leader who led the army of the Gator Tribe, the Golden Gator, Goldier. Next to him was his brother, one of the elders, Goldien.

The Gator Tribe looked at the sky and witnessed the falling Fiery Rook. Goldier's eyes shook as he looked at the creature that slaughtered the Fiery Rook Tribe. He set up this perfect plan, using the Fiery Rook Tribe's force to assist them from the sky while they surrounded the enemy on the land.

However, it was no longer a perfect plan when the unexpected foiled his plan. This was a failure, the opposite of what he pictured when he proposed the alliance between the two tribes. They could not even take a single enemy down with them.

”So, what's your decision, Goldier? If you want to surrender right now, My Lord will accept you and your tribe to be part of the Empire.” Zaneos tried to solve it without violence. His Lord needed a lot of force to realize his ambition to conquer this continent. More force was needed, but if the Gator Tribe did not appreciate the offer. They could become a big lump of experience for his Lord too. Either way, his lord benefited.

”Don't be ridiculous! We will never surrender to the person who has killed Silver!” Goldien was the one who responded to Zaneos.

”You are not suitable to be a leader. Maybe that's why your brother is chosen to lead the tribe instead of you.” Zaneos shook his head. ”You are prioritizing your feelings instead of your people. You know, right? Your decision will bring destruction to your tribe? You are a chief of a tribe, your decision will affect your people as well.”

”Don't spout nonsense at my face, Demon! You are the last person I want to listen to!” Goldien took a step forward and pointed his index finger at Zaneos. ”Where's your lord? Is he hiding behind his subordinate now? Tell him to come out, because I will kill him!”

Zaneos shook his head. ”First of all, My Lord never hides behind his subordinates. He deems you and the Gator Tribe are not worthy of his time. He sent me, that guy, and them.” The Demon pointed his thumb to his back.

As Zaneos spoke to Goldien, Bronson led the septuplet Troll Warlords down to the pit. They were now approaching Zaneos. When Bronson arrived next to The Infernal Spoke, he spoke with a frown on his forehead. ”What are you doing, Zaneos? I don't think Lord Tang asked us to talk with these weaklings.”