Chapter 1194: 1194
The scorching heatwave assaulted his face, burning Celder's cheeks . Not only his face felt stinging pain, even his breath almost stopped .
What was happening?
Celder widened his eyes, trying to get a clear look but the temperature of the Devil Flame and blinding light prevented him from seeing anything .
Only loud burning sparks echoed ceaselessly in his ears .
Fire?
Right, it was fire!
Celder finally recalled the previous scene and after he knew what the fire represented, he shivered hard .
"How is this possible?"
"How is this possible?"
"2567 barely managed to withstand the Prairie King, it was luck that ushered him to victory in the end, how could he destroy that lord's arrangements so easily?"
"No! Something must be wrong!" Celder was roaring relentlessly in his mind but reality would not change according to anyone's wish .
Faltering backward, Celder escaped the scorching heat from the Devil Flame, he widened his dried, blurry eyes and saw a burning red cloud of fire shooting up to the "sky" above him like a comet!
Kaboom!
Another explosion went off .
Unlike the sudden explosion just now, this time everyone heard it clearly . How powerful would the Devil Flame be if it could destroy the ominous presence like breaking a twig from a dead stump?
After that, everyone also heard a loud, clear agonizing scream, causing chills to creep down one's spine .
Every important figure that came out to welcome Mary shuddered when the scream was heard because he knew what all these represented since they knew what the old duke had planned .
They lost!
They completely lost before it even began!
The powerful figure they once relied on and received immense confidence from was giving them nothing but agonizing screams at the moment other than fueling the fear in their hearts .
The most primitive, purest kind of fear of the difference in power grew rapidly .
Therefore, it was natural that these important figures from the southern regions asked the same question in their heart—
How powerful was 2567?
What about their intel gathered on him?
After witnessing the scene before their eyes, if they were to still believe their intel, it would be suicidal .
Those intel-gathering spies should be hanged to death!
And that eldest son… how useless!
Once these important southern figures thought about the costly annual fee they paid in exchange for such a useless, fake intel, their heart couldn't hold back their curses for Celder .
All of them knew Celder was the one responsible for commanding the intelligence department .
Infuriated because of being deceived, the six barons threw a fierce glare at Celder before they looked at the black figure with a dubious gaze .
Kieran's power level was enough for them to doubt their own existence .
Kieran, on the other hand, didn't care about all of that . Of course, he felt these men's gaze but his attention was locked on to the camp of the southern reinforcement . Or more precisely, the screaming person from Ghastly Woods .
The old duke of Will always supported Lady Jeanne James in the past, while it wasn't any secret that Mary's aunt originated from Ghastly Wood Sect, it was also widely known that she was once the immovable First Seat of the sect .
However, it has been a while after Jeanne James' death and yet Ghastly Wood Sect sent someone to the old duke's side .
Kieran knew exactly what it represented after Ghastly Wood Sect's appearance .
But he wasn't in a hurry to make a move though, all he did was order Fire Raven to lock onto the target . He looked down at Mary who was also shaken by the scene .
"Your Highness," Kieran signaled softly .
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