Chapter 391


    In the depths of the fortress, a silence hung heavy in the air, save for the ted patriarch of the


    Mollen family. He was positively giddy, itching to let out a triumphant cackle. His bets had paid off!


    Watching the Nortnds'' chieftains scatter in disarray, Lord Falconcrest and the Ster Precepts


    Commander fleeing for their lives, and vin''s merciless ughter, he felt an indescribable thrill.


    The fate of the Nortnds was about to shift dramatically. Who would now dare to underestimate


    vin? Who would dare meddle with Stormcast?


    After this battle, nothing could hinder vin''s rise to power. The Nortnds would forever


    remember his name. With eighteen royal statues guarding Stormcast, it would be an


    impregnable fortress. No fool would dare to provoke the tiger within its walls. The royal house? Ha!


    Given the madness and brutality that vin had shown, he would fight to the death against any


    challenger, regardless of who they might be.


    What if the Mollen family were to relocate here? What if the mercantile guild headquarters were to


    move here?


    “Wouldn''t the safety I''ve longed for be easily secured? Who woulde here and plunder the


    wealth of the Mollen family?”


    “Ha! The rise of the Mollen family is at hand!”


    On the fringes of the Cloudveil Woods, Carlys, Niks, Myke, and the numerous protégés of Cobalt


    Strike were engulfed in a profound silence, gazing dazedly at the chaotic battle on the wild ins. It


    felt like a surreal dream. vin''s ruthless kill orders had not only sent chills through the wilderness


    but had also deeply stirred them.


    They finally grasped the true meaning of the Kings'' eptance. It wasn''t just the immense potential


    bestowed upon vin but also control over the eighteen royal statues. From now on, who would


    dare to belittle vin? Who would dare scorn this once humble servant? Who would dare to


    underestimate this power destined to shake the Royal Realm?


    Lord Viperbane was dead, as were Lord Skyveil, the Hidden Essence Commander, and the


    Skyborne Rivers Commander. Whether Lord Falconcrest and his ilk could escape remained


    uncertain. The power structure of the Nortnds'' Eight Orders and Five Lords had been shattered,


    and a new force was set to rise, potentially even surpassing the Eight Orders’ alliance!


    Once upon a time, Cobalt Strike was reluctant to protect vin. Once upon a time, they doubted his


    potential.


    After today, vin would no longer need anyone''s protection; he would be his own safeguard!


    After today, vin would shed his past shackles, presenting himself anew to the world.


    After today, the name Shadowlord''s Messenger would carry a weight so heavy that all would revere


    it.


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    "Break out!" Lord Falconcrest, Lord Warbringer, and Lord Mountguard, covered in blood and


    severely wounded, desperately fought their way out of the encirclement and fled into the distance.


    Lord Mountguard''s back was nearly shattered, and Lord Falconcrest''s left arm was a mangled


    mess, nearly useless. They had never suffered such grave injuries since their rise to fame. Enraged


    and coughing up blood, their eyes reddened with fury.


    The Ster Precepts Commander, along with two Elders from the Blessed Citadel, made a


    harrowing escape through the statues'' onught. In a desperate move, they sacrificed the


    Archmage from Lord Falconcrest''s retinue, throwing him to the back to stall the statues'' pursuit.


    "You bastards! I''ll have my vengeance!" Lord Falconcrest watched as the holy knight was cut down


    by the statues. His life ended in a shower of blood; without even a cry, he met death upon the


    battlefield.


    The Ster Precepts Commander couldn’t afford to care. Seizing the fleeting chance, he hastened


    his retreat.


    The ughter continued until nightfall, with at least five thousand falling under the statues’


    relentless trampling and destruction. Corpses littered the ground, a ghastly sight. The survivors fled


    cleanly, not daring to look back, for fear that the statues might descend from the heavens to crush


    them. At that moment, their hearts were filled with terror, both of the statues and even more so of


    vin, the issuer of the kill orders.


    vin stood aloof in the sky, his golden eyes as cold as ice.


    Nine years… He could finally bid farewell to the past.


    “From this day forward, who wants to bully the Mallister family? Who wants to touch Stormcast?


    The corpses strewn across the ground will be your fate!”


    “From this day forward, who wants to covet my Kings'' eptance? Who wants to underestimate


    me? Think of Lord Viperbane and the Skyborne Rivers Commander, in by the Kings!”


    As night fell, darkness enveloped the devastated wilderness, turning it into a no-man''snd for


    miles around.


    The Siege of Nortnds, a battle that had shaken the very foundations of thend, hade to a


    thunderous and harrowing close. Lord Falconcrest and Lord Skyveil had fallen in battle. The


    Commanders of the Skyborne Rivers and Hidden Essence had perished, while the Ster Precepts


    Commander, Blessed Citadel, Lord Falconcrest, Lord Warbringer, and Lord Mountguard had fled in


    disarray. As the news spread across the vast Nortnds, one could only imagine the uproar it would


    cause.


    In the deep of night, the Kings returned one by one to preside over the stronghold of Stormcast.