Chapter 352


    Mabel agreed that Jeff''s reasoning made sense, and the group set off soon after.


    The arrangement was for a private ne to take Mabel to Mount Goliath before flying to Yaleview with


    Jeff and Adonis. From there, the duo would proceed to Mapleton after settling some necessary


    paperwork.


    The ne arrived at Mount Goliath at half past three in the morning. Everything was bathed in a silver


    glow. A breeze blew gently, and the moon hung bright in the sky.


    Afternding at the top of Mount Goliath, the ne stopped there for a little while before refueling and


    flying toward Yaleview.


    Soon, Mabel was the only person left at the top of Mount Goliath.


    Mount Goliath was one of the five great mountains and the most famous. Its peak boasted magnificent


    views of its steep and spectacr cliffs, and many tourists would camp out there to watch the sunrise.


    When one was atop the mountain, there was almost the sense that one was on a mystical mountain


    teeming with demons and spirits. Being on the peak also made one feel as though they were at the


    closest spot to heaven. In short, it was a ce that brought to mind images of warriors wielding swords,


    myths, and other such fantastical things. Even fantasy novelists would find it a steady source of


    inspiration if they were there.


    Naturally, Mabel was uninterested in the scenery. Her purpose there was to look for the Demon


    Emperor.


    She had no clue where to start her search, but she soon struck upon an idea and headed straight for


    Emerald Emperor Peak. It was where the great emperors of yore were worshipped, and not many


    people would go up there at such an hour.


    Since she had arrived on a private ne, she did not need to purchase entrance tickets.


    Nothing much had changed on Mount Goliath. The only difference was that it had be a tourist


    attraction and was no longer shrouded in legends and mystery as it had been in the past.


    The stars twinkled brightly in the sky, the edge of the cliffsy ahead, and a sea of clouds hung midair.


    It was practically paradise on earth!


    Everything was silent and still. She called out into the empty space, “Demon Emperor, I''m Mabel


    Sandler, and I have a favor to ask you. Could you please show yourself?”


    She did that three times, and her voice reverberated through the air for a long time.


    Her actions made her seem somewhat deranged. It was the middle of the night, yet she was shouting


    to meet the Demon Emperor as though she were in a movie or something.


    Mabel herself also started feeling a little skeptical about whether it would work and even questioned


    whether he truly existed. If not because I''ve witnessed too many strange and mysterious urrences, I


    would have been riddled with doubts. However, that won''t happen now. I''m firm in my belief that there


    are many magical people and events in this world. After all, a human''s outlook is always limited.


    The silence went on for five minutes. Guessing that the Demon Emperor was not there, she was about


    to go somewhere else and try to find him when something strange happened. The air in front of her


    began to shift, and in the blink of an eye, it started rippling like the surface of ake. Then she noticed


    the ripples condense until they gradually formed the shape of a human.


    Mabel immediately realized that it signaled the Demon Emperor''s appearance. His primordial spirit had


    traveled to where she was and transformed into a human form through condensation of air, molecules,


    and the maic field.


    Soon, she could see the man before her clearly. He wore a ck shirt and was handsome.


    If Jonathan were there, he would be utterly stunned as the man looked exactly like Lance, the Emperor


    of Chanaea. However, his gaze was different. His eyes were cold with an icy glint.


    When Mabel saw him, she immediately bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Demon Emperor!”


    Indeed, the man was Tristan, the Demon Emperor. He gazed at her indifferently and said, “Not many


    people in the world know that I''m on Mount Goliath, yet you, an ordinary woman, know my


    whereabouts and real name. It appears there''s more to you than meets the eye. Tell me, who are you?”


    “I''m the chief of the sixth division of the Department of National Security.”


    “The Department of National Security?” Tristan was taken aback. “I''ve never had much to do with your


    department or country. Why have youe looking for me?”


    “Demon Emperor, have you heard of Wretched the Great?” Mabel asked.


    Tristan replied cidly, “No, I haven''t. Why?”


    Mabel was surprised by his reply. “Well, here''s the thing. Wretched the Great is said to be a natural-


    born mutant whose cells go through infinite evolution. It has existed on this earth for one thousand


    years already. Now, it''s...”


    She patiently exined everything, including Wretched''s murderous intentions and what was about to


    happen to Mapleton.


    Even after listening to all that, Tristan was calm. He looked at her strangely and asked, “Have you


    come looking for me to ask me to get rid of it?”


    “If there were anyone on this earth who could stop him, it''d be you,” Mabel replied.


    Tristan burst outughing. Then his gaze turned cold again. “You''vee to the wrong person. You


    should look for Lance instead. He''s the nosy one.”


    Mabel groaned inwardly. I know the Emperor of Chanaea has a noble heart, but I can''t find any


    information about his whereabouts! As for the Divine Emperor, he never takes any notice of the affairs


    of the world.


    Tristan was incredibly perceptive and said without hesitation, “What''s the matter? Can''t you find


    Lance?”


    Not daring to lie, Mabel nodded. “You''re right.”


    “You sure are honest,” Tristan remarked, momentarily surprised by her answer. “Seeing how honest


    you are, I shan''t trouble you. You may leave. Remember, don''t tell anyone about my whereabouts. I


    don''t want othersing here and disturbing me.”


    Mabel could tell that he would not stand having his decision questioned. With his character, no one


    could change his mind once he had decided something.


    She sighed and said, “I''ll take my leave now.”


    With that, she turned to go.


    “Wait!” Tristan called out suddenly.


    Mabel turned around again and looked at him in confusion.


    After pondering for a moment, Tristan said, “Very well. Wretched the Great is in Mapleton, right?”


    Mabel nodded in response.


    “Let''s go there now,” Tristan said.


    “So, you''re agreeing to stop Wretched the Great?” Mabel could not help rejoicing.


    “Not to stop him, but to kill him,” Tristan responded coldly.


    “He doesn''t deserve to die yet. Besides, there are some connections between us, so I hope you can


    show him some mercy,” Mabel quickly replied, shocked by his response.


    Tristan gave a mirthless chuckle. “You''re mistaken. Heaven''s will dictates that he''s to die. I''m merely


    obeying heaven''s will.”


    Mabel was utterly bewildered. “Why do you say that?”


    “Slowly mull over it on your own,” Tristan responded, unwilling to borate.


    Mabel felt conflicted. I don''t want to see Wretched the Great unleash bloodshed in Mapleton because


    that''d be a great loss to the world, but neither do I wish to see him die! To me, those like the Demon


    Emperor are invincible. Even Wretched the Great is no match for him. s, there''s only so much I can


    do. Regardless of whether it''s the Demon Emperor or Wretched the Great, I can''t control either.


    “When do you n to attack, Demon Emperor?” When Mabel heard him answer that he wanted to act


    immediately, she could not help feeling worried. “I''m afraid you''ll have to wait a while. I need to arrange


    for someone to fly a private ne here. On top of that, we need to go through certain procedures


    before we can enter Thymion.”


    “There''s no need for so much trouble,” Tristan responded impatiently. Then, he pointed a finger toward


    the front, and a purple floral throne suddenly appeared.


    The flower throne had eight petals and glowed with a purple light. It wasrge enough for one person,


    and Tristan turned to her and said, “Climb on and sit there.”


    Mabel froze, a peculiar sense of excitement in her heart. She could guess what was about to happen


    next. At the same time, it felt too unbelievable to be true. Nheless, she still went to sit on it.


    The eight petals started rotating as soon as she sat down, and she felt a wave of energy surge within


    the purple floral throne. Then a protective shield enveloped the entire throne. To be precise, it was a


    purple glow.


    “Let''s go!” Suddenly, Tristan transformed into a ray of light and shot through the sky. The purple floral


    throne followed him, moving as quickly as lightning.


    Mabel was truly experiencing what it felt like to ride in the clouds. The sea of clouds rolled past as she


    zipped through the air as swiftly as the wind. It was moving at an even faster speed than a ne, and


    she did not feel any headwind or resistance.


    Although everything around her appeared to be a blur, she could clearly see the bright streak of light


    that was Tristan. She could not help feeling awestruck. He truly is incredible! I didn''t expect men to be


    so powerful. He possesses remarkable abilities and is omnipotent. Isn''t this even more amazing than


    what''s shown on television shows? In the past, I would''ve never imagined that such things could


    happen. I''d think they were too fanciful!


    Over in the vige to the north of Mapleton, the sky was still pitch-ck. It suddenly started raining in


    the middle of the night. The rain poured down in torrents, but it soon passed, leaving the ground wet


    and muddy.


    Inside the temple, Jonathan was standing in front of Wretched.


    Vananeru had been taken aside to rest. She had been through a lot the past few days. Everything that


    had happened had been too much for her, and she could not bear it anymore.


    Wretched had dismissed all of his ghost messengers, leaving him alone in the temple with Jonathan.


    “What''s with these ghost messengers? Where did theye from? What are their cultivation levels?”


    Jonathan asked curiously.


    Wretched replied, “I selected them from among the ghosts, then filled them with phantasmic energy to


    make them grow stronger at a rapid pace. As for their cultivation levels, they''re not highly skilled, but


    they''re probably more than capable of killing you.”


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    Jonathan smiled wryly. I''ve always thought of myself as undefeatable. In front of Wretched the Great,


    however, my abilities are as impressive as a child''s.


    Struck with a sudden thought, Jonathan asked, “Do you know how to do spells?”


    “A little, but I''m not very good at it. If I didn''t know how to do spells, I wouldn''t have been able to


    reincarnate. Reincarnation is a branch of deep knowledge, and few can unravel the mystery of oblivion


    in humans,” said Wretched.