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Making 703
Making 703
The masked cult master, his eyes gleaming sharply, said, “If I’m not mistaken, behind Gilmore there must be the backing” a Righteous World cultivation sect.
“Ten thousand years ago, the Cultivation Realm didn’t decisively conclude the battle between the Devil’s World and the Righteous World.
“It seems that now is the time for our Devil’s World and the Righteous World to settle this once and for all”
Presbyter Philip, clad in a silver robe, looked at the cult master and asked, “Your insights are sound, Cult Master. What should we do next?”
“Since they’ve deployed cultivators, we naturally should respond with our demon cultivators (Note: Equivalent to cultivators, but as they are from the Devil’s World, they are referred to as demon cultivators).
“Only then can we avoid being at a disadvantage,” the cult master in the golden robe replied coldly.
“Cult Master, shall I lead a group of demon cultivators to Eldoria to eliminate those cultivators from the Righteous World?” Presbyter Philip asked the leader.
The cult master in the golden robe, however, pondered and said, “No, we don’t need to go anymore.
“Since over a hundred of our evildoers have already fallen into their hands, the righteous cultivators must have prepared for this.
“Our people going now won’t gain any advantage.”
Presbyter Philip asked, “So, Cult Master, do we just let this go?”
The cult master in the golden robe snorted coldly. “Of course not!
“Let’s wait for my son, Vincent, to retrieve the Royal Dragon Egg from Dragon Egg Island. Once we nurture the dragon from the egg into our pet beast, we’ll be able to sweep through the righteous cultivators.”
Presbyter Philip and all the silver–robed presbyters in the hall replied in unison, “Yes, Cult Master.” NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.
Just then, footsteps and an anxious voice came from outside, “Cult Master, something has happened to Mr. Wade!”
Then, several apprentices of the malevolent cult entered, supporting two or three black–robed elders, who were seriously injured.
When the cult master in the golden saw these heavily wounded black–robed elders, his gaze intensified.
“What did you just say? What happened to Vincent?”
The three black–robed elders exchanged glances, then collectively addressed him, “Cult Master, we accompanied Mr. Wade to Dragon Egg Island to retrieve the Royal Dragon Egg.
“However, someone had already taken the egg before we could get to it.
“Mr. Wade confronted this person, but none of us were a match for him.
“We were severely injured, and Mr. Wade was captured by this person.”
“What?” exclaimed the cult master in the golden robe, rising abruptly from his throne in shock.
The silver–robed presbyters in the grand hall also showed faces of alarm.
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They couldn’t believe that Vincent, leading a group of demon cultivators to Dragon Egg Island for the Royal Dragon Egg. had been unexpectedly captured.
This was indeed a shocking turn of events for them.
The three black–robed elders, faces filled with shame, said to the cult master, “We failed to protect Mr. Wade and allowed him to be captured, Cult Master. We deserve to die. Please, give us our punishment.”
After speaking, the three black–robed elders knelt before him in the hall.
The cult master, looking at the three black–robed elders, asked, “Do you know who captured Vincent?”
“No, Cult Master, we don’t. All we can tell from their appearance and language is that they were people from Eldoria,” one of the black–robed elders replied.
From one side of the grand hall, Presbyter Philip suggested with furrowed brows, “Cult Master, could this have been Gilmore’s doing?”
He speculated this because Gilmore was from Eldoria and possessed the strength to do so.
More importantly, he had a grudge against the Eulogian Club.
So, Presbyter Philip thought it highly likely that the person who captured Vincent was Gilmore.
The cult master’s gaze darkened. Presbyter Philip’s deduction wasn’t without reason.
He pulled out his cell phone from his robe and dialed Vincent’s number.
Although he knew the person answering might not be his son, he at least hoped to find out who had captured him.