I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means
Chapter 279 - 269: The Great "Fireworks" of Ice Peak City_2

Arguer was honestly dragged over by the guard, just like a little chick.

"What kind of mess is this?"

The tall guard furrowed his brow but seeing this guy looking so cowardly, he thought that even after being caught, the guy wouldn't dare to harbor any bad intentions.

So he put his mind at ease, grabbed the arguer, and returned to the main gate, ready to interrogate him thoroughly.

Daring to come here in the dead of night, there must be something fishy!

However, he didn't notice the arguer, with his head lowered, revealing a faint, triumphant smile on his face.

This was the effect he wanted!

Being "helplessly" brought to the Galsa Warehouse gate, who would know that his goal was to get close to the gate?

Ten meters... five meters... one meter!

In position!

The arguer twisted his body, touching the bomb switch at his waist.

"Stay still, don't move!"

The tall guard knocked the arguer on the head with the back of his knife, saying irritably.

Suddenly, he had an extremely bad feeling.

His Spiritual Sense conveyed an intense sense of Death creeping over his entire body, causing all his hairs to stand on end.

The tall guard was dying to turn and run away right then, but the severe punishment for dereliction in the Kingdom made him hesitate for a moment.

By the time he realized the terrifying threat was coming from the person in his hand, and he was just about to throw him away, a blinding light burst forth from his body.

Boom!

Rumble!

The deafening sound of the explosion resonated throughout Ice Peak City, heralding the unleashing of destructive power!

The dazzling light and intense flames instantly swallowed both the tall guard and the arguer, reducing the entire gate area to ashes.

Hidden not far away, Holy Mother and two companions were knocked over by the blast wave from the explosion, their faces shocked as they looked forward.

Only by witnessing the scene before them could they understand the meaning of the phrase "Rather than a bomb, it's more like a giant firework," as described in the [Intermediate High-Energy Bomb] brochure.

At the site of the explosion, a golden column of light shot up from the ground to a hundred meters in the sky, then the entire column shattered, scattering bright, golden dust particles all around, as beautiful as the meteors in the night sky.

If not for the huge crater left at the scene and the destructive golden flames that bore witness to the explosion's epicenter and the utterly obliterated corpses, Holy Mother and her companions might really have thought it was just a large firework display.

"Let's go, we can't let arguer's sacrifice be in vain, we must destroy that evil Warehouse No. 8!"

Antenna Short-circuit Baby was the first to stand up, leading the charge toward the warehouse with a tragically determined tone.

Holy Mother and the calf shrugged their shoulders, a bit speechless.

Had this guy had a short circuit in his brain again?

Although that's what they thought, their actions weren't slow at all, and they quickly rushed into the warehouse.

Not long after entering the warehouse, the three noticed hurried footfalls on a side path, running towards the gate.

This must be the warehouse patrol team, rushing to address the disturbance at the gate.

If the three had been a little slower just now, they might have run smack into this group of people.

While feeling fortunate, the three carefully made their way toward Warehouse No. 8.

However, they didn't encounter anyone else, as the staff inside the warehouse had all been drawn to the gate. Who would suppose the perpetrators had not only left but had silently entered the depths of the warehouse?

"Is this Warehouse No. 8?"

The calf touched the sturdy and tall steel gate in front of him, saying curiously.

"It should be."

Holy Mother pulled out a map to check it, responding uncertainly.

"Can't you two stop playing around? Can't you see the big number on the door?"

Short Circuit pointed at the iron door to the left, somewhat speechlessly.

"Heh heh, didn't see it, didn't see it."

Holy Mother quickly put away the map, a bit embarrassed.

"But the iron door is locked, how are we going to get in?"

The calf tried to push the immovable iron door, saying somewhat helplessly.

"We probably don't need to go in."

Holy Mother pointed toward a small window on the side wall.

Perhaps meant to ensure ventilation inside the warehouse yet prevent thieves from getting in, this window, sitting four meters high on the wall, was very narrow, only the size of a person's head.

"Anyway, the mission only requires us to blow up Warehouse No. 8, so we just toss the bomb through the window."

Eager to save time, the three didn't think twice. They boosted each other up to reach the window ledge.

After confirming the bomb was activated, Holy Mother jumped down, and the three of them leaned against the wall, waiting for the bomb to explode.

"Is this what waiting for death feels like? It's quite peculiar."

The calf whispered.

"Will being blown up hurt a lot?"

The Holy Mother suddenly thought of a critical question and said with a serious expression.

"Why don't you just set the system's pain perception to zero?"

The calf felt somewhat dissatisfied with the Holy Mother's mood-breaking behavior but still reminded her.

"Oh, right!"

"We, the four roommates from 'Sichuan Peppercorn and Next Door,' are going to face life and death together today!"

Antenna Short-circuit Baby spoke with sincere emotion, tears welling in his eyes.

Here it goes again.

Before the Holy Mother and the calf could roll their eyes, they felt a searing heat come from behind them, and although their consciousness entered darkness.

The same towering golden pillar of light rose once again from Warehouse No. 8, drawing the eyes of everyone in Ice Peak City.

...

Lis, who was at home, saw the second golden pillar rise and satisfiedly pulled the curtains shut.

Tool people are indeed useful, not wasting the specialty bombs obtained from the teacher's warehouse stash.

Even though he had anticipated the possibility of the mission failing, as long as it drew attention, he could reluctantly accept it, but who wouldn't be happy with success?

Now, the first fire was lit!

Just wait to see the reactions from both King Lukar and Duke Ward tomorrow!

...

Inside the Ice Castle Palace,

King Lukar looked at the golden pillar close at hand, his face somber and dark.

Even with a calm disposition, he couldn't withstand such provocative behavior time and again right under his nose.

"Ward, is it you?"

Although there was no conclusion yet, deep in his agitated mind he already had an answer.

...

At Duke Ward Mansion,

The massive tremors from the explosion woke Duke Ward from his sleep.

Before he could even command his subordinates to investigate what had happened, a second explosion and the rising column of light appeared before his eyes.

Seeing this extremely conspicuous golden pillar, Duke Ward immediately noticed its proximity to the Ice Castle Palace.

Trouble was brewing!

Duke Ward instantly realized the severity of the current situation.

Though his relationship with His Majesty the King had increasingly soured, their skirmishes had always been behind the scenes; such a public attack was a move that completely blocked off any retreat for both sides.

Duke Ward never wished for things to deteriorate to this extent.

Who could it be?

The King?

Unlikely, as that would push him to a corner without benefiting the King and would instead greatly undermine the prestige of the Kingdom.

Though Duke Ward was loath to admit it, that man, after all, was the rightful King of the Dillon Kingdom, holding the greatest power.

While he too had considerable strength and various arrangements, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

Lukar had always been a patient man, who after assuming the throne, endured for years before starting to act against Ward; why would he suddenly lose his composure?

So who could it be?

Wait—no!

If it were indeed Lukar acting, does that mean he's confident he can take me down in one fell swoop?

Could he be hiding some power unknown to me?

Foreign support? The Church of the Gods? A hidden army?

Duke Ward became increasingly irritated the more he thought about it; this unexpected turn of events truly disrupted his plans at a crucial moment.

Could it be that he really had to cooperate with that Demon Envoy?

Duke Ward was tremendously hesitant; after all, the risks of allying with a demon were extremely high.

A mysterious man in a black robe from a dream suddenly came to his mind.

"Death Secret Cult?"

Duke Ward, looking at the distant fading golden pillar, shook his head and muttered:

"Just wait, wait a bit longer."

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