Chapter 491


    Donald was stunned for a moment before he shook his head. “I don''t know.”


    He had no idea how powerful he was either, but he was already unrivaled in terms of the power


    level of a human.


    Waylon''s pupils constricted imperceptibly, for Donald''s capabilities were far more terrifying than


    those on Mount Konge, albeit it was the dwelling of the master of the Dragon n of all times.


    Mnie was just about to speak when a feeble voice drifted out of the room. “Let him in.”


    It was Solomon''s voice.


    Donald swept his gaze over the few people. Then, he walked into the room without a single word.


    Mnie followed behind him. Meanwhile, Waylon wore an indifferent expression. It was as though


    he could never smile.


    “How could he be so powerful?” Mnie inquired in a whisper.


    At that, Waylon and Yadriel exchanged a nce. “We already know who he is.”


    In a sh, Mnie''s curiosity was piqued. “Who is he?”


    “Ah, it''s a secret. It''s a high-confidential matter!” Yadriel answered.


    Waylon nodded. “He''s a warrior of the Grandmaster Realm!”


    The standard of a Novem Ste Warrior was around a power level of two million. A power level of


    three million would render one a Decem Ste Warrior, and there were few of them in the entire


    world.


    As for someone with a power level exceeding three million, he was known as a Grandmaster.


    There were scarcely any Grandmasters, with only one in a few centuries. Only on Mount Konge


    were there two to three Grandmasters.


    Above Grandmaster was the legendary warrior of the Mythical Realm.


    The previous warrior of the Mythical Realm was familiar to everyone, for he was none other than the


    founder of Supreme Ultimate Sect, Martin Bemy. There was also Troy Travers on Mount Phoenix.


    However, all that was a few centuries ago.


    In other words, there hadn''t been any warriors of the Mythical Realm for five hundred years.


    Mnie was stupefied for a moment. Such a young Grandmaster?


    Unbeknownst to them, Donald had long since gone beyond a Grandmaster and broke through to


    the Mythical Realm.


    After entering the room, Donald look down at Solomon, who had several silver needles inserted into


    his head.


    “Raymond''s grandson has grown up a lot,” Solomon remarked weakly.


    Donald stared at the man. Thetter had a solemn countenance, but wrinkles littered his face. He


    was at an advanced age of almost ny years old, so it was time for him to depart this world from


    old age. As he had cerebral infarction and minor cerebral hemorrhage, an infection would kill him


    right away.


    “Pardon me, Mr. Sanchez,” Donald murmured.


    All of a sudden, the tips of his fingers glowed, and one could see mist-like liquified energy


    condensing. It was all very much mysterious. They abruptly felt a spring breeze blowing past,


    suffusing them with a sense of warmth.


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    Gregor''s eyes went wide.


    Is this medical skills? This is absolutely far beyond that. It''s divine healing!


    Narrowing his eyes, Yadriel muttered, “Mythical...”


    Indeed, that was a means only warriors of the Mythical Realm possessed. They could transform


    their energy into life energy.


    That situation persisted for half an hour. After everything was over, Donald stopped and wiped the


    sweat off his forehead. Solomon, on the other hand, had already fallen into slumber, his breathing


    deep and even.


    “He''s fine now and can live for another ten years,” Donald stated calmly. Subsequently, he turned to


    Yadriel. “I''d like to speak to you privately, Mr. Qualls.”


    Throughout it all, he didn''t even look at Mnie.


    Upon hearing that, Yadriel blurred and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye. At the same


    time, Donald''s figure blurred, and he vanished into thin air.


    For the first time, a bitter expression showed on Waylon''s face.


    Such capabilities are too terrifying!


    Ten kilometers away, Yadriel bowed to Donald slightly. “At your service, Lord Campbell!”


    “Don''t stand on ceremony, Mr. Qualls!” Donald hurriedly helped him up.


    Previously, Yadriel had no idea of his status. Later, he had an inkling about things, but it was mere


    conjecture. Right then, however, it had been affirmed.


    “Mr. Qualls, as I''m here to deal with the King of Special Forces, Noah Rodriguez, my identity has to


    be kept under wraps. For that reason, I hope you can minimize the number of people in the know,”


    Donald asserted.