Chapter 362
Stormcast.
From the citadel burst forth eight beams of intense light, like eight mighty rivers spanning the
heavens and earth, stretching for miles. Their ever-shifting positions boomed incessantly,
illuminating the vast ancient city and shaking the hearts of all its denizens. Yet, they could not alter
the oppressive atmosphere that weighed upon the city.
Now, all across the city, the news of vin receiving the Kings'' eptance spread, as did the word
of the Cobalt Strike rebellion. Everyone was all too aware of what was likely toe next. Should
the warlords descend and vie for power together, Stormcast could be reduced to rubble in the blink
of an eye, leaving naught but the bones of its two hundred thousand citizens.
Dark clouds loomed over the city, threatening to crush it. The air was thick with tension, the winds
bitingly cold, and the ancient city deste. People huddled together, shivering and looking
helplessly toward the sky.
Scattered across the wilderness outside the city were groups of powerful beings drawn from nearby
realms by the spectacle of light and energy. None dared approach too closely unless they had
grown weary of life itself. Surely, the Cobalt Strike Commander himself was presiding over the city
in his raging fury—who would dare provoke him?
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Five days after the incident.
The cry of a celestial crane pierced the air, and the sky was awash in a myriad of colors. The
overwhelming aura of holiness pressed down upon the wilderness and neared Stormcast. The
surge of energy was as real and forceful as a tsunami crashing through the wilderness, breaching
the city walls and inundating the entire city, filling the streets and trembling the hearts of the people.
Who hade? Lucan and the others anxiously peered towards the east.
"The Floral Enchantress Commander—why has shee?" From deep within the citadel, the
authoritative voice of the Cobalt Strike Commander thundered across thend, shaking many to
their core.
A magnificent crane glided through the skies. Its wings were gently pping and scattering divine
radiance. The Floral Enchantress Commander was the first to arrive. In terms of distance, the Floral
Enchantress resided closest to Cobalt Strike.
From atop the crane, the cool voice of the Floral Enchantress Commander rang out, "Commander
Kashann, no need for rm. I am here only to seek answers to two doubts. Is vin within
Stormcast? And what exactly is the Kings'' eptance?"
"Ha! It seems that even the noble Floral Enchantress Commander cannot escape mundane
concerns. You''ve traveled a great distance merely for vin and the legacy. The Eight Orders have
always stood united againstmon foes. Now, with Cobalt Strike under assault by Lord
Viperbane, does the Floral Enchantress Commander not care to inquire?"
"Commander Kashann, now you speak of the unity and mutual support of the Eight Orders? Who
was it that opened Antis, toyed with the warlords, and secretly nurtured vin?" The pressing
tone of the Floral Enchantress Commander sank the hearts of those within the ancient city. If the
first to arrive adopted such a stance, what could be expected of the other mighty beings? Was
Stormcast truly destined for destruction?
"Ridiculous! Does Cobalt Strike really need to share a magical treasure with the Eight Orders?"
"Answer me! Is vin in Stormcast? And what is the Kings'' eptance?" The voice of the Floral
Enchantress Commander suddenly rose, icy andmanding, an authority unmarred by anger.
"Come and see for yourself!" The Cobalt Strike Commander soared into the sky, with a
convergence of intense light forming a protective barrier around him. Though he was not fully
healed, he could not afford to show any weakness. His raging will twisted the very space around
him, filled with anger.
The Floral Enchantress Commander stood on the soft, snow-white back of the crane, gazing at
Stormcast furiously. After a long and cold silence, she finally let out a sigh and spoke no more. Her
visit today was not to seize vin or im the legacy. The incident had be well-known, stirring
up a storm of attention. Securing the legacy was not difficult. The real challenge was in keeping it
safe. She wondered why the Cobalt Strike Commander had not fled with vin but chose to remain
in Stormcast, adopting a stance that seemed to invite challenge from all corners.
She strongly suspected that the Cobalt Strike Commander was deliberately drawing attention to
provide vin an opportunity to escape. Perhaps vin was not in Stormcast at all.
"What grandeur, Commander Kashann!" A stern and cold rebuke echoed from the depths of the
Cloudveil Woods as Lord Viperbane descended upon the wilderness. He stood proudly in the sky,
surveying the ancient city. His overwhelming holy aura stood like a massive mountain range
hanging in the air. His heavy presence made it hard for many powerful beings in the wilderness to
breathe.
"Lord Viperbane!" A chorus of shocked cries rose from the boundless wilderness.
"Lord Viperbane has arrived." Lucan and the others gathered in the citadel, staring into the distance,
filled with despair. Faced with such a supetive being, theycked even the will to resist.
"He''se quickly." Celesse had hoped that Commanders from the other Organizations would
arrive before Lord Viperbane to lessen the pressure. s, fate did notply, and Lord Viperbane
hade ahead of time.