Chapter 707 (1/2)
Chapter 707: War Troop Dispatcher
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Haha! No wonder you are Lord Nine Nether, how admirable!”
Hearing Lord Nine Nether accepting the bet, Lord Blood Hawk could not resist laughing out loud. But within his blood red irises, a surge of cunning and viciousness was boiling.
“If so, I shall overlook the commotion you have aroused today. Three days from now, on the battlefield, we, Blood Hawk Palace, will await the good news.”
WIth his goal accomplished, Lord Blood Hawk did not waste any more time on empty dialogue. With a gesture of his hand, a tremendous beam of bright light appeared, swallowing the innumerable soldiers of the Blood Hawk Troop.
Then, it transformed into a beam of blood ray and entered the transfer spiritual array in the city. When the ray of light sprang away, all who were enveloped in it disappeared.
In the sky, the Sleeping King saw this scene and showed a helpless smile. Even as one of the Three Kings, he could not stop a mutually consented bet between two parties. He took a look at Nine Nether and Mu Chen as his avatar slowly dissipated away.
Nine Nether descended by the side of Mu Chen and said, “Good work. Let’s return to Nine Nether Palace to discuss.”
Mu Chen nodded slightly. Without further ado, he led the Nine Nether Troops to the transfer spiritual array, where they disappeared in it one by one. As the two parties departed, the quiet city was once again filled with a heated commotion.
“Now this is gonna be good. The Blood Hawk Troop and the Nine Nether Troop are going head to head with full force!”
“It’s obvious that Lord Blood Hawk is taunting Nine Nether Palace. Nine Nether Troop does not stand a chance against the might and numbers of the Blood Hawk Troop. As soon as large scale warfare is initiated, the Nine Nether Troop will have a hard time.”
“That is not necessarily true. While Blood Hawk Troop may be more numerous, they are split under the authority of several commanders. Wu Tian could only command half of the entire army. If he tried to command the entire troop forcefully, he might be overwhelmed instead.”
“But even half of the Blood Hawk Troop should be enough to roll over Nine Nether Troop, which only has a thousand men!”
“Since Nine Nether Palace had the guts to accept the challenge, maybe they have a hidden trump card?”
“Who knows…”
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Within the Grand Hall of Nine Nether Palace, Nine Nether was sitting at the highest throne, her brows were knit together, the atmosphere within the Hall dense.
“It seems like Lord Blood Hawk is determined to end things with us once and for all.” Nine Nether spoke unhurriedly. Lord Blood Hawk was cunning in his vision. He knew that Nine Nether Palace was still weak and desperate to control these cities to obtain sufficient Sovereign Spiritual Liquid. This was why he offered an irresistible bait as a bet for this gambled battle.
To the Nine Nether Palace, this was an opportunity. But it was also a trap filled with the deadliest of dangers.
“Blood Hawk Troop far outnumbers our troop. There won’t be any benefit for the Nine Nether Troop to face them head on,” Tang Bing said in a worried tone.
In the Hall, Qiu Shan and the rest were silent. They focused their gazes at Mu Chen, who had yet to utter a single word. And yet, Mu Chen’s performance on this day had won over their trust.
“How many people do they have?” Under their watch, Mu Chen finally opened his mouth.
“Over five thousand. But with Wu Tian’s capabilities, he could only control half of that at most. If he tries to command any more, he would be engulfed by their fighting spirit. Nevertheless, half of their troop still far outnumbers our troop,” Qiu Shan answered immediately.
Mu Chen nodded gently. Blood Hawk Troop was not a bunch of misfits, and still they had the upper hand in numbers. In addition, Wu Tian was no weakling. This battle would not be an easy one.
“Mu Chen, how much do you think our odds of winning this bet are?” Tang Bing could not resist asking.
This event was too important for Nine Nether Palace. If they won, they would have more than enough to make a comeback. The prize of a hundred cities would instantly enrich the resources of the Nine Nether Palace. However, if they lost, it would spell the end for them.
The standing of Nine Nether Palace and Blood Hawk Palace was equal in the Daluo Territory. If Nine Nether Palace submits and bowed toward Blood Hawk Palace, they would basically lose this status of being equals, causing a crushing and devastating blow to the morale of Nine Nether Palace.
Mu Chen slowly said, “If Wu Tian only commands half of Blood Hawk Troop, we still have the odds of winning. Besides, it won’t be an easy feat for them to beat me.”
His tone was deep, and his voice carried a potent bloodiness, sending chills in the spine of all who were in the hall. It was evident that this battle would no doubt be a bloodbath. After all, the very survival of Nine Nether Palace was in question.
Within the hall, the crowd fell silent.
Ka-Chik.
A crisp noise broke through the silence of the hall abruptly. Everyone looked up to see a little girl in a black skirt sitting beside Mu Chen. In her tiny hands was a fruit, which she was chewing at loudly. Of course, she was the illusive Mandela.