Chapter 258: Headquarters (1/2)

Chapter 258: Headquarters

The dangerously steep cliff, that was tapering into a bottomless abyss, was covered in floating clouds. The crimson sunset was outstanding in the sky, shining on the towering cliff, which now looked like an enormous red branding iron.

This cliff was a long distance away from the Valley of Sunshine. This kind of cliff wasn’t uncommon in the Kerlan mountain range. Rugged, oddly shaped rocks were scattered all over the bare cliff and no plants grew anywhere.

Standing atop the cliff, Han Shuo leapt straight downwards. In just a breath of time, he fell through the clouds and landed safely on a huge, protruding rock.

This big rock was situated in the middle of the cliff, and there was thick white mist above and below it. Part of this protruding cliff was flat, and although a little steep, it wasn’t that dangerous as long as he was careful.

“Who are you?” A fellow with a bare upper body exclaimed. His face was messily beardy, his hand holding an axe forged by the dwarves as he stared at Han Shuo in a hostile manner.

“I’m looking for Trunks.” Han Shuo answered with a smile.

The Soul Destroyer mercenary band was situated on a vast, flat plain on the protruding rock in the middle of the cliff. The rock was floating on this cloudy mist, and for some reasons unknown, this thick mist didn’t spread to the center. Above and below this flat plain was a vast expanse of misty white, giving it a somewhat strange appearance.

A row of bamboo huts were spread out along the flat plain. Many mercenaries, with bare upper bodies, were practicing martial arts on a fighting platform as large as a football field. Behind it were several large caves which could also be used for housing.

This flat plain was truly miraculous. It was covered in thick mist above and below, leaving only the center, which was isolated by a simple enchantment. This thick layer of white mist was a natural barrier, ensuring that no one would discover the flat plain within it. There was no mist in the center of the plain and the air was fresh. It was quiet and concealed, a good hiding place.

Han Shuo was holding that gentle girl in his arms. Her eyes couldn’t see and her ears couldn’t hear as he had already restricted her senses. The moment he landed, Han Shuo immediately felt Gilbert’s presence.

“Honored master! You’ve finally returned!” The pitch black Gilbert was in the middle of the fighting platform. His body was naked from the waist up, showing his glossy black muscles. He threw two entangled mercenaries aside and yelled loudly as he ran towards Han Shuo.

The brawny guy holding the axe, who’d been eyeing Han Shuo with hostility, immediately curved his mouth into a smile as he heard Gilbert call Han Shuo his master. He said in a friendly manner, “Your weapon is very good. Thank you.”

Since Han Shuo offended the Church of Light and the Calamity Church at the same time, he didn’t tell Trunks his other identity in order to guard against these two churches. These mercenaries only knew Han Shuo as a good friend of Trunks, but they didn’t know about the other matter.

“No need to stand on ceremony. Where is Trunks?” Nodding, Han Shuo asked this brawny guy.

“He’s gone out for something, but he should be back by evening. Honored master, you’ve returned.” The naked Gilbert yelled as he walked forward. Many mercenaries on the flat plain could hear his voice. A great deal of them exited their bamboo huts and rock caves, looking at Han Shuo with surprise.

Gilbert had lazed around this place for quite some time. Even in his human form, none of these mercenaries could deal with his tyrannical dark dragon body. Evidently, he had established a powerful image during that time.

This powerful being actually humbly called Han Shuo master, shocking the mercenaries who resided on this flat plain. They couldn’t help but want to take a look and see how powerful this figure was that he could make Gilbert submit.

“Many thanks to your weapons! They are really useful!”

“That’s right. This broadsword is amazing. Worthy of being a weapon forged by the dwarves!”

“Thank you, thank you. The weight of this double-edged hatchet really suits me, thank you!”

The mercenaries shouted one after another, their eyes looking at Han Shuo with gratitude and goodwill. Evidently they were extremely satisfied with the weapons that had Gilbert brought with him.

“No need to be polite. Trunks and I are the best of friends, hehe!” Han Shuo nodded and laughed in a friendly manner, his eyes shining as they assessed these mercenaries.

Han Shuo saw more than a hundred mercenaries on this flat piece of land. Each of them possessed a calm and experienced bearing. The majority were swordsmen, plus a dozen or so mages and more than thirty archers. Judging from the presence exuded from their bodies, they must be great men with extraordinary power and tough mindsets.