Chapter 257


    "To awaken the ancient kingdom, we must contain these Eighteen Souls!" boomed a deep voice


    across the Sea of Heavens, resonating like a great bell, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard


    it. The Golden Eagle perched in the east. Its gaze locked on a King Spirit deep beneath the ocean


    waves.


    “Agreed!” The Snow Bunny conjured a ze that filled the sky, standing proudly in the west.


    “I''ll take one down,” dered the White Tiger. Its aura was fierce as it soared; its fighting spirit was


    unmatched, targeting a King Spirit above the shoreline.


    “Agreed!” bellowed the Cobalt Strike Commander, Bloodlore Commander, Lord Viperbane, the


    Floral Enchantress Commander, and Lord Warbringer in unison.


    Mighty sea beasts plunged headfirst into the ocean''s depths, each choosing a King Spirit to


    challenge. Exactly eighteen warriors targeted eighteen King Spirits.


    As the sea creatures retreated into the abyss, the atmosphere around the coast became heated.


    Countless mercenaries and Magi-Monsters were poised to strike, ready to swarm into the king’s


    castle once it fell. They didn''t all expect grand treasures, and any rare relic would be a prize. Oh,


    what countless precious magical treasures and ancestral riches might lie within that undying realm?


    The Floral Enchantress Commander was the first to strike, sending forth a holy radiance that


    spiraled like a reversed gxy, parting the seas and causing monstrous waves to crash against a


    Queen among the King Spirits.


    Lord Viperbane entered the fray, a lone figure with dragon might. His presence alone was


    commanding, his weaponless hands were filled with a war aura that pierced the heavens, and his


    dragon''s might suppressed the entire sea.


    The Cobalt Strike Commander unleashed eight beams of divine light, swirling and intertwining like a


    fearsome hurricane, sweeping across the Sea of Heavens and crashing into the ocean floor.


    A massive butterfly fluttered through the void, appearing above the ancient kingdom, casting


    endless shadows and light, like a river tide surging toward a King Spirit.


    Lord Warbringer joined the battle, summoning two hundred-meter swords. Their killing intent


    reached the stars as he cleaved downward. His power was vast and unyielding like a tumultuous


    ocean, sweeping everything in its path!


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    “Who dares disturb the slumber of the ancient kingdom?”


    The eighteen King Spirits awakened once more, each radiating brilliant light, roaring in fury as if


    resurrected, brandishing their weapons to face the formidable enemies.


    The seas within a ten-thousand-meter radius boiled over, as various energies collided powerfully


    beneath the waves, creating endless whirlpools that disrupted the ocean floor. The surface erupted


    with towering waves that shed with deafening roars. Many sea beasts, unable to dodge, were


    shattered by the residual energy.


    Dark clouds churned in the sky, and thick lightning tore through the darkness, striking the


    tumultuous waters while torrential rain poured down with the gales.


    Mercenaries near the coast gasped for air, scrambling to retreat. Ond, E, and others also


    withdrew into the forest. The underwater melee was a blur of chaos, filled with all manner of light


    and vortices, and the roars that echoed through the Sea of Heavens.


    “How do you propose we control this situation?” Mari chided vin. Their power was


    insignificantpared to these overlord figures, and a mere ripple could obliterate them.


    “Patience... patience...” vin wasn''t focused on the underwater war but rather gazed into the


    distance,municating in his mind with the Chained Spirit. “Have you not found it yet?”


    “Only when they truly threaten the survival of the kingdom''s ruins will the Eighteen Souls withdraw


    and return to the Royal Mausoleum. Only then might the Royal Mausoleum react,” the Chained


    Spirit had once studied these ruins deeply, perhaps the most knowledgeable of its kind. The true


    treasures were not in Antis, for though it was vast and powerful, it was but a decoy meant to


    deceive the descendants.


    Once the kingdom''s ruins were destroyed, the King Spirits guarding it would silently withdraw,


    leaving a ruin for people to explore. The King Spirits would then return to where they truly belonged


    —the Royal Mausoleum!


    This was the bold n that vin and the Chained Spirit had devised. They would use the


    commotion of Antis to draw powerful figures to assault the kingdom. When the barriers shattered


    and the King Spirits dispersed, that would be the time to seek the true Royal Mausoleum.


    A daring n, bordering on madness.


    “Are you certain you can sense the Royal Mausoleum?”


    “If they can truly repel the King Spirits, I will find the Royal Mausoleum. Without their retreat, the


    Royal Mausoleum will not reveal itself.”