Chapter 373


    Neasilis and hispanions were startled by the sessive roarsing from behind. How did


    the Mollen family get here? Do they also seek to im the Kings'' eptance?


    Neasilis turned to keep a watchful eye on the enigmatic youth, but he was gone... vanished without


    a trace as if he had never been there at all.


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    "What sorcery is this?" Neasilis shivered inwardly, and the others were no less frightened.


    "Retreat! We deal with the Mollen family first. A mere merchants'' guild couldn’t defy us,” Lord


    Viperbane and the other champions hastily withdrew, charging toward the distant battlefield to


    confront the Mollen family''s forces.


    In the high-altitude arena of thebat, Jarad unleashed his formidable power, relentlessly


    thrashing Lord Viperbane with a storm of fists, driving him into Cloudveil Woods. Over five thousand


    meters, they fought, the sound of cracking bones echoing through the sky. From afar, onlookers


    gasped at the disy. Jarad was ferociously strong. No matter how much Lord Viperbane resisted,


    he couldn''t break free, continuously spitting blood and being forced to retreat.


    The Grand Elder vanquished Commander Kashann''s tenacious assaults time and again, closing in


    on him and shattering all dazzling lights. His dark iron cudgel struck thrice upon the Commander''s


    chest. “You''re beyond saving. Cease your futile struggle."


    Commander Kashann''s chest bone shattered. He spat blood profusely and was violently knocked


    back hundreds of meters, retreating above the ancient city''s skies.


    The Grand Elder, clutching his dark iron cudgel, advanced with imposing might, letting out a long


    cry, and twirling in mid-air. The cudgel, burning with fierce ck mes, struck like an angry


    dragon''s tail, aiming a vicious blow at Commander Kashann''s head. "You serve no purpose


    anymore. It’s time for you to die."


    "Traitor! Even in death, I''ll drag you down with me! For the honor of the Organization!" Commander


    Kashann coughed up blood, summoning hisst strength to form eight barriers of light in front of


    him. However, he was too weak, and his battered body was barely able to maintain any defenses.


    Apanied by the sound of shattering, the dark iron cudgel smashed through all protective


    barriers, heading straight for Commander Kashann''s face.


    "Even if I die, you will never be Commander," Commander Kashann spat blood, ready to detonate


    himself.


    At the critical moment, a shower of flowers cascaded from the sky, seemingly gentle and light. The


    petals swiftly descended, and aserene and enchanting woman stepped out from the tide of


    blossoms, her delicate fingers pushing forward to meet the iron cudgel head-on. ng! The


    collision set off a thunderous din like shing steel, deafening all around, and in the shockwave''s


    epicenter, the dark iron cudgel was abruptly halted in mid-air by that delicate hand.


    "The Floral Enchantress Commander?!" Grand Elder furrowed his brow deeply.


    "Enough!" The Floral Enchantress Commander vibrated her slender hand, pushing back the dark


    cudgel staff, causing the Grand Elder to stagger back dozens of meters before he could steady


    himself.


    A colossal crane swooped down from the sky, whipping up fierce winds that forced the Grand Elder


    to retreat a thousand meters more. The crane picked up both the Floral Enchantress Commander


    and Commander Kashann, soaring into the skies of Stormcast.


    "Cough... cough..." Commander Kashann knelt on the back of the crane, coughing up blood


    profusely. Hisplexion was ashen, and his body trembled uncontrobly. "Why didn’t you kill


    him?"


    "All I can do is this," the Floral Enchantress Commander said, seated upon the crane. With her


    hands open wide and fingertips twirling, endless petals fell like rain, enveloping the vast expanse of


    Stormcast.


    A sturdy vine burst forth from the ground, spreading its chaotic branches, reaching for the nearby


    ruined wall. The vine, vibrant green with the sheen of life, intertwined with the wall and rubble,


    growing continuously. One after another, soon thousands of massive vines emerged from beneath,


    climbing and coiling around the walls of Stormcast. Their roots swelled, and shoots proliferated as


    they spread further and further.


    A sea of flowers filled the heavens, spreading in all directions, forming what seemed to be an ever-


    expanding colossal barrier descending upon Stormcast.


    "It''s a protective barrier! Retreat! Retreat!" Neasilis and the others changed color, desperately


    breaking free from the Mollen family''s entanglements, running toward the city walls as if possessed.


    The Floral Enchantress Commander might not have been known for herbat strength, but her


    protective abilities were deemed the finest in the Nortnds. Once her sea of flowers enveloped


    them and the vines enclosed the area, the entire ancient city would be isted, and by then, it


    would be toote for Neasilis and his warriors to escape.