Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1458: Sovereign Realm 2

Melanie had already received news of the movement of Dobian troops, but now he had only confirmed it from Shooter's mouth. Alan had disappeared for more than a month. The biggest problem in the council hall was the threat from the empire. Now that Dobia had taken the initiative to take responsibility for the defense, at least until the exact news emerged, Mokdan and the three cities didn't have to worry about their safety. In this way, they could temporarily rest assured.

The meeting came to an end.

Xiu Te was about to leave when Laura stopped him. He seemed to know what Laura wanted to say. His expression was a little helpless, but he still maintained a graceful smile. Laura looked at him and said, "Mr. Short, what are you doing? Could it be that we misunderstood the invitation?"

"Lady Laura, I have to make some corrections." '"It's not what we're doing, but what His Majesty is doing. However, it's hard for me to answer this question. After all, you know who His Majesty is. We can't guess what he's doing, and we have no right to interfere." Huth smiled.

"Right now, I can only say, everyone, please be at ease and wait." Xiu Te said.

Laura said solemnly, "If that's the case, then we won't be allies with Dobia until Alan gets no news."

'"It seems so, Miss Laura," said Short with a bitter smile. "Don't misunderstand. I'm here today to convey to you the news of the presence of our troops so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. Now that the news has reached us, there's nothing else I need to do here. I'll leave immediately."

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He bowed slightly to Laura and left. "He's not stupid," Twilight snorted coldly, his hands crossed around his chest. "He knows that staying here would only make him annoying."

Laura looked at Twilight and said, "I want to ask you to do something."

"No need to talk. I won't help you find someone." Twilight replied.

Laura frowned and said, "You and Hillon are much closer to Allen than we are. Hillon needs to command the army and we are too passive if you don't go find him."

"There's nothing I can do about it," Twilight said, spreading his hands. "When His Highness left, he gave me an order to take charge of this city. If anything happens, you must be safe. You should know that we cannot disobey his order."

Laura was furious. Twilight was lying. Thinking that this woman had the guts to kill Ellen that day, she had the appearance of being "unable to disobey orders" at that time. Twilight was so powerful that she was unwilling, and Laura could not move her, so she had to give up.

At this time, Bai stood up and said, "I'll go."

"You're going?"

Bai nodded and said, "I'm not like them who have extraordinary connections with my father, but I'm confident that I'm not inferior to anyone who tracks a person in the wilderness. Just leave it to me. No matter what, I'll find traces of my father."

As matters stood, Laura did not have a more suitable candidate, so she nodded in agreement. Bai didn't prepare anything. He took a backpack that Laura had given him and left Mockpill on an airship. The flying ship was at the edge of the Star Death Plains. It left the flying ship for nothing and entered the Star Death Plains by itself. Soon, it found the battlefield where Alan and Frius fought that day. Even though a month had passed, the traces left behind by the battle still existed. Bai began to search the slope and chased after Alan along the traces of his repulsion. Finally, he confirmed that Alan was heading west.

Thus, the youth picked up his luggage and headed west alone.

At the same time, dozens of barbarians emerged from behind a high slope in the western mountains more than a thousand kilometers away, shouting as they rushed down the slope and arrived at a river bank. The water level of this river is not high, but it is better than the constant flow of water all year round. It is one of the few rivers in this mountain area.

There were more than a dozen barbarian tribes in the mountains, large and small. One river could feed three or four tribes. Often, wars between tribes are mostly over control of rivers, just as the barbarians now live in tribes that recently clashed with neighboring tribes over the ownership of rivers.

The barbarians' faces and chests were marked with twisted lines, symbols of lightning, representing their tribal lightning. Most tribes have their own symbols or totems, and when the tribe is extinguished or annexed, the people in the tribe erase the symbols or make changes.

Right now, the people of the Thunder Tribe were in danger of being annexed by their neighbors. Just recently, two tribes clashed in a valley for control of the river, but on that day, the leaders of both tribes died strangely. According to the description of the escapees, the leaders of the two tribes were killed by a man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

On that day, two men appeared on the battlefield. They killed the leader of a tribe, causing the tribe's warriors to lose their fighting spirit and flee in panic. Some of the brave warriors didn't leave immediately. Instead, they hid at the edge of the valley. They saw the two men fighting. After being praised by them for a few times, the battle was already known as the "War of the Gods" among the tribes.

Afterwards, someone returned to the valley and saw the terrifying traces left behind by the battle in the valley. They immediately knelt down and worshipped the valley as a sacred land.

Regardless of whether it was a heavenly deity or a sacred land. None of them could change the fact that the Thunder Tribe had no successor. Because their former leader was in his prime, he only had a few young children, so he didn't even appoint a successor. Although the leader of the neighboring tribe had also died, he had a son, and his combat strength was not inferior to his father's. Naturally, a new leader appeared next door.

Now that the neighboring tribes were powerful, the Thunder Tribe had already been spied on. If they did not join the other tribe before the deadline, the Thunder Tribe would be razed.

Right now, everyone in the tribe was in danger, but life still had to go on. On this day, dozens of strong men came to the riverside to fetch water and return with good luck to provide for the tribe's old and young. The tools they used were simple and crude. There were water bags made of animal hide, or rough containers made of stones that were directly hollowed out. The amount of water they could transport back was limited, so they had to transport seven or eight times back and forth to cover the tribe for ten days.

After three trips back and forth, a man suddenly pointed at the upper reaches of the river and shouted loudly. The people who were pumping water at the river raised their heads. Suddenly, they saw a water bag suddenly arch up and a black shadow rushed up from the water.

Under the sunlight, droplets of water splashed everywhere, landing on a thick, spiny black shell. It was a vicious beast that looked like a turtle but not a turtle. It had a thick shell, a crocodile-like head, and a tail covered in bone spurs. The barbarians in the mountains called these beasts water demons. They were true water demons, usually living in rivers and other waters. The water demon moved quickly in the water, and only when it reached the land did it become slow. Their thick shells are able to withstand most deadly attacks, their powerful palates and spiked tails are terrifying weapons, and their ability to drive flowing water makes it extremely dangerous to fight them in the water. Most importantly, water demons had the habit of living in groups. When they saw a water demon, it meant that there were at least seven or eight such beasts nearby.

The man by the river immediately ignored the water and shouted as he retreated. At this time, a few more people shouted, roughly meaning "someone on the water demon". This was nothing more than a fantasy. Even the powerful warriors of the tribe were unwilling to provoke the water demon, let alone carry it on their backs. His back was simply the reverse scale of a water demon, and if he touched it, he would definitely be enraged. Even those who could kill the water demon would start from other parts of the body and not touch its thick back.

The water devil swam closer, and there was indeed a person standing on his back. He didn't look like a man from any tribe, with a head of eye-catching silver hair. He stepped on the back of the water demon and the head of the beast. The demonic beast that had always been known as the Abyss Devil in the water was now as obedient as a harmless sheep, carrying the man on his back down the water and pouring off into the distance.

After a while, someone shouted, pointing at the back of the distant man and shouting "Heavenly God". It turned out that in the battle known as the Battle of the Heavenly Gods, the two "Heavenly Gods", one with silver hair and the other with black hair, had already become the symbols of the two Heavenly Gods.

Didn't the man who left with the water have a head of silver hair? Besides, the always vicious Water Demon had become so obedient. Who else could that man be if he wasn't a Heavenly God?

Alan vaguely heard the words of a heavenly deity coming from behind him. He looked back strangely and did not think too much, but he did not know that he had become the legend of this mountain tribe. He stepped on the water devil's head in a gentle place in the river. The water devil slowed down. Alan jumped onto the shore and waved his hand. The water devil dived into the river.

Blocking off the sunlight, Alan stretched his waist contentedly. After staying in the underground hill for nearly a week, now that he had seen the sun again, his mood was naturally happy.

Underneath the ground, the Holy Lord led him across the lake. There was a natural passage connecting the outside world. However, the passage was too narrow for the Holy Lord to pass through. Alan could only swim out by himself. After a few corners, he bumped into a group of water demons who lived there. Alan and Saint had been together for a week, and his body still smelled of it. The group of water demons were absorbed by the Holy Lord's aura, and they were completely devoid of viciousness. They were dressed like sheep. Alan simply captured one of them and carried him out of the passageway, arriving at the upper reaches of the river where the Thunder Tribe relied on to survive. Only then did the scene just now occur.

After stretching lazily, Alan's gaze turned from lazy to sharp. With a movement, he appeared on a hillside. He raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. A moment later, he had already arrived at the top of the mountain and took out the Origin Tool. Then, he released all of his Qi.

The originally clear sky was gradually covered by clouds. Fire sprayed out from behind the clouds, and sparks fell from the sky like this. On the mountain peak, flames began to rise from the ground between the mountains and even the surrounding mountains. Looking from afar, it was as if a mountain of flames was spreading out.

At this moment, a loud thunderous sound came from the sky. The clouds above Allen's head split open and a sea of fire appeared. Around the sea of flames, the clouds began to rotate clockwise, like a vortex in the sea. At this moment, a magnificent will descended upon Allen from afar.

Alan smiled. Knowing that Frius had locked onto him, he whispered, "Come on."

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