Chapter 1811 A Chaotic Abian

Chapter 1811 A Chaotic Abian

Barely 2 minutes after Landon was gone, backup and reinforcements came in as fast as they could. Staring at the destruction all around them, everyone's face was bad. The giant bathhouse space was now covered with reddish gold blood water that spewed all across the place. The floors were west, and the blood of the dead and injured were constantly dyeing the wet floors. There were cracks in the walls, and people trembling as though about to have seizures. Eh?... A ball sac rolling in ankle-height waters? What enemy army had done this? There must have been at least 100 strong enemies here to have left hundreds and hundreds of their hidden guards like this, right? Everyone was either dead or heavily injured. But how did intruders get in? Have they always been here? Phew~
Seeing that the Holy Stone was still there, everyone felt a weight drop from their shoulders. No matter the damage provided the Holy Stone wasn't taken, then that was good. Soon, word went out, and more and more people flooded the Research center with heavy eyes. Even the Royals were alerted, sending their people to go out there and find out what the devil was going on. Bang! Bang! Bang! "Who is it? Who dares disturb my precious time with my beloved Concubine?" "Your Majesty, it's about the Holy Stone." Swish! He threw his 'beloved' concubine like a rug, getting to his feet and rushing to his office. In another part of Abian, several ministers and important personnel also woke up like this, no matter whether they were in the process of lovemaking or asleep. All that can wait. The moment the Holy Stone was mentioned, people jumped so high you would think they were birds. They were clad in thick attires of animal skin and heavy fabric, yet they still felt an unprecedented cold gnaw at their insides after getting word of what went down. Boom!
Many felt their faces heat up after listening to the narration that they were assured wasn't exaggerated. It sure felt like it though. One man?… one was able to take care of hundreds of hidden guards in the blink of an eye? Bang! Several ministers and military personnel appeared on site and smashed their fists on the walls, not caring about the blood bleeding out. "The Eye of Horus… So it's them again. Last time, they sunk an entire workload of Crimson lotuses, we were preparing for Sayden Poison." "Yes," another minister also thought of the losses he had incurred because of those bastards who stopped 15 slave ships from ever reaching Morgany's shores. In particular, the slaves were stolen from Preeta, Pirate Island. Yes~... The slaves were to be first auctioned to the pirate fleets before the remaining ones were sent to different parts for Morgany for lowly work. This Minister was more or less involved in Slave trade, ensuring all factions got satisfactory results. Another annoying thing was that part of the slave supply was for his belly. As someone who loved human flesh, he grew more and more irked whenever he didn't have his constant supply by his side. The rule for people like them was that they could never eat another Morg or member of the TOEP. Thus, his supply must come from the rest of the world. There has always been one ace he wished to have a taste of, and that was Omania. Sadly, those damn Omanians have always been too vigilant.
Successfully taking their kind has always been troublesome. Anyway, his usual supply of a guaranteed 6-month meal was supposed to be on those shipments.
But wouldn't you know it, those pesky Eye of Horus bastards came to Preeta Island, causing havoc while receiving the slaves. They were truly despicable, always sending their noses where no one asked. What a fucking nightmare. Everyone gritted their teeth at the mere mention of Hamunaptra. Just where was that fucking place? Don't let them ever find out, or else… heh. . The origin of this chapter's debut can be traced to /n/o/vel/b/in.
"So, they finally found a way to sneak into our beloved Abian?" The pained lead guard from earlier nodded grimly. "The ancient was heavy, and his Morg wasn't that good. Sometimes, he would mix Morg with his strange language when talking to us." The lead guard paused, "His eyes also burned with pride when mentioning Hamunaptra. He said Hamunaptra will soon become number 1 in the world... They seem to worship a god named Horus."
The lead guard felt that Landon couldn't be lying about his identity from the body gestures and even the pride in his eyes. Yes. The same pride in the intruder's eyes was similar to those damn Adonis bastards whenever they speak of their god, Adonis. Those bastards seem to be glowing whenever they mention Adonis's name. Their pupils, eye veins, how their eyebrows move, and everything else gave off their devotion to Adonis. Likewise, this intruder also had that awed look when talking of Horus. If this wasn't a battle site, the lead guard even thought Landon would have loved to pull him to the side and go on and on about his god, Horus. This was bad. One of the battle commanders stared at the lead guard with an expressionless face, "So they have the secret battle manual?"
"Yes," the lead guard answered with a heavy voice. "There is no mistaking it. They have the manual. Renkin is also with them, the grandson of the late inventor."
Many people were uneasy. When was the last time anyone dared to pull such a bold stunt in the heart of Abian, Morgany? Those bastards must have balls and a lot of confidence. The manual must have given them such confidence. "And from what he said last, the intruder hadn't expected the Holy Stone to be so heavy?" The lead guard coughed black blood, feeling pressure in his throat. "Yes," Another nearby injured guard replied. "The bastard even spoke of returning once he and his people made enough plans to secure their taking of the Holy Stone."