“Well said,” Jordon coldly voiced as he slowly floated towards Ace, his expression particurly frigid, this time not because of the presence of the O’Brien Empire. “Your Dark Alliance has some nerve, daring to appear before me after what you did to my daughter.”

  “Do you think I don’t dare kill you where you stand, Gediah?” The furious Emperor asked as he summoned his on from his ste ring.

  The moment he did so, the eyes of all those flying in the skies focused on the on in the man’s hand, including those of his allies.

  Uhe twin hammers he summoned wheempted to chase down Lahis was a siwo-handed war hammer, earthy-green in colour with golden runes running along its body.

  Though impressive in design, what really captured everyone’s attention was the overwhelming aura it emitted.

  Without a doubt, this was the most impressive on Ace had ever seen, to the point where it caused waves of envy and greed in his enemies.

  It was a Diviifact, meaning it was a oed by and for a deity.

  And even though, as a mere saint, Jordon wasn’t able to draw out its true power, the trace amount of its power he was able to call upon was enough for him to stand on par with a prime saint like Fain. It was a big part of the reason the Rohault Empire had been able to stand tall for all these years.

  The moment the Rohault Emperor summoned his on, Fain knew fighting it out like this would be a bad idea. Especially as he knew full well that if Jordon was here, then so too was his wife, Sharanthia, who also had a Diviifact of her own that allowed her to fight on par with peak saints like Byrius, whom, in terms of power, stood on a level just beh his own.

  Although he was fident his side wouldn’t lose, he k would be a bitter battle, and that was only on the dition that Ace’s side didn’t have anyone or anything else to rely on.

  “Easy there, boys,” an exquisite young woman wearing a glistening, tight-fitted white robe that g to her body, showing off her alluring curves, said softly. “We came here today hoping not for war but to find a peaceful solution.”

  “Peaceful?” Aorted as he looked down at the army their four sides had brought with them.

  “Right, peaceful,” the woman nodded with an enting, almost seductive smile. “First, allow me to introduce myself to you. My name’s Felicia Wonnerin, sed disciple of the High Priest.”

  Ace didn’t need her to introduce herself. Before leaving, Cesar had given A intelligence report noting all the powerful saints of the ti. As such, he khat Felicia was a mage at the peak of the saint realm who was a light-style mage.

  Acc to Cesar, she wasn’t quite at the level of a prime saint, but what made her so impressive was that although not fused, she had extremely high attais in two of the profound mysteries of light: The Profound Mysteries of the Essence of Light and Purity.

  An impressive achievement indeed. Still, Ace’s eyes didn’t so much as flicker as he looked at her, waiting for her to tinue.

  Uanding Ace’s iion, Felicia calmly tinued. “We came here today hoping to iate a deal splitting ownership of the magicite mine.”

  “I don’t iate with my enemies,” Ace stated categorically.

  “Why must we be enemies?” Felicia chortled as she wi the dark-haired teen before her. “I think we could be good friends, handsome.”

  “Don’t smile like that,” Wukong spat out. “It makes this king feel sick!”

  Felicia’s eyebrows twitched slightly as she looked at Wukong, fake retg. Still, she didn’t lose her posure. Instead, she turned back to Ace, waiting for his response. After all, although her Yun Empire had entered an alliah the O’Brien Empire, that was only for the sake of rivalling the Yin-Yang Pavilion.

  It had nothing to do with Ace. Her Yun Empire had no grievances with the Ace or his family. Unfortunately, if she thought she’d be able to get A her side by merely batting her shes his way, she was sorely mistaken.

  “If you stand on their side, you only be my enemy,” Ace replied indifferently, pointing to the experts from the O’Brien Empire and Cult of Darkness.

  “I’m sorry you feel that way,” Felicia sighed helplessly. “It looks like this battle is unavoidable.”

  “I told you that wouldn’t work,” snorted a powerful-looking middle-aged man dressed in a loose, long white robe, standing at an astonishi of ht feet.

  His long white robe gently fluttered in the wind as he stood in mid-air with his arms crossed, his pierg emerald-green eyes coldly staring at Linley as his oppressive aura attempted to oppress his enemies.

  He was the ander of the Radiant Churches Zealots, and acc to Cesar’s reports, aside from the leader of the Church, Zealot ander Lehman was the most frightening man in the Church’s ranks.

  “Stop wasting time, Felicia,” Lehman snorted. “It’s clear these brats have no uanding of their pce!”

  Despite knowing he was inferior to the Zealot ander in front of him, Linley appeared unwilling to back down. His azure draian eyes coldly meeting the gre of his enemy’s as he too, summoned his on – a violet, flexible longsword.

  Whilst most present were focused on Linley daring to draw his sword in the face of a saint like Lehman, Ace was focused on the sword itself.

  On the surface, although the aura it emitted was impressive, it was nothing in parison to Jordon’s two-handed war hammer, but that was only on the surface. Ace’s [Observation] sehat the sword appeared to be hiding an astonishing amount of power. Or, more accurately, it was limited by the power it could dispy, by the weakness of its current owner.

  Unfortunately, his [Hak was too weak to truly pierce the veil and uand the secrets of the sword. Still, the ohing he was sure of was that in terms of quality, Jordon’s hammer couldn’t even begin to pare with Linley’s sword.

  Though intrigued, Ace didn’t feel the slightest bit of temptation towards Linley’s sword.

  For starters, he wasn’t a swordsman. Nor did he have any i in being one. But more importantly, he had never beeype who was tempted to steal from others for no reason. Not even during his days as a pirate in his st life.

  The only thing he was envious of was the fact that his draian rival had a good quality on, whilst he was forced to use inferior quality gives that he stole from enemies, as his five – e – was broken, and ons of that quality didn’t just grow on trees.

  Still, that was her here nor there. After a moment of curiosity, Ace focused ba the matter at hand, realising that tensions were rapidly rising and a battle could break out at any moment.

  “Enough!” Fain said, gng back at Lehman.

  Although the Church didn’t have a formal alliah the O’Brien Empire, as their side’s only prime saint, it was tacitly agreed that Fain would be the leader of their makeshift four-way alliance.

  As such, the moment he saw Fain looking his way, Lehman coldly snorted but promptly turned away.

  “Since you have no iion of iating, we’ll decide ownership through a war of mortals,” Fain announced. “No saint-level experts are allowed to take part. That includes mortals with the power of a saint.”

  It didn’t take a genius to uand that he was referring to Ace, Leona, and Linley’s monstrous rat-type Divi – Bebe.

  Still, Ace merely smirked before accepting their terms.

  “Fine,” Aodded indifferently. “But if you break the agreement, don’t bme me for what happe.”

  With nothing more to say, both sides returo the rear of their camps.

  “Why do you seem so okay with a fight between our saints against theirs?” Linley asked Ace curiously when they were out of earshot. “Their side has eight peak saints, whereas ours only has two experts whose strength has reached that level.”

  “Don’t fet the dozen saint-level angels and fallen ahey tried to hide,” Ace added casually.

  “You know that, a you seemed almost hopeful that a fight breaks out,” Linley tinued. “Please tell me you have a pn, and you’re not just trying to bluff your way through.”

  “Why? Are you scared?” Ace smirked.

  “I’m serious!” Linley barked back, clearly not amused by Ace’s apparent ck of willio take the situation seriously.

  Ace sighed. “Don’t worry, if it really turns into a battle between saints, our side has nothing to fear from them.”

  Liill had more questions, but before he could give voice to them, the sound of fireworks inating from their rear grabbed their attention.

  “I’ll be right back,” Ace said before shooting off in that dire, leaving Linley and the others in a state of fusion.

  Linley’s s were far from put to rest, but seeing how at ease the others all appeared to be allowed him to suppress his s.

  After all, he very much doubted the Emperor of one of their ti’s leading nations would be so fident without having adequate termeasures in pce.

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