Mystical Journey

Chapter 435: Endgame 1

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

He quickly rushed back towards the Kingdom, but the entire Kingdom was already under siege.

The sky above the Kingdom was pitch black and the bell kept ringing in sets of three peals.

Garen blended into the crowd of lower form totem users’ outposts and disappeared immediately.

What made him surprised was that the defense routes of the Kingdom were not the usual ones. Although the setup was strict, there wasn’t enough manpower and there were only a few form two totem users.

As the Kingdom’s bell rang twice, it unexpectedly rang for the third time.

Garen’s expression immediately changed.

"Three groups of bells ringing and nine times in total??!! Could it be?"

It was the bell of someone’s death! When the bell rang nine times, it meant that it was a state funeral.

Garen was shocked as he quickly rushed towards the city area of the Kingdom at the top of the hill.

The surrounding totem user guards could only see a black wind billowing past and couldn’t even react in time.

If Avic was dead!

Garen’s thought flow was incredibly fast, the effects of ten points put into intelligence. By putting just a little bit of thought, he could determine the most important item in the entire Kingdom.

"Caeserton! Ultimate Shelter! If these Ancient Endor Heirlooms were taken away by God Cloud, she wouldn’t be injured by Cody. This meant that these items are most likely still inside the Kingdom and have yet to be snatched away!"

A series of possible positions flashed through Garen’s mind.

If the Ultimate Heirloom’s imitation heirloom, the Blackcrow Formation, was comparable to a form four godly weapon, then the Original Heirloom would allow totem users to display their maximum strength at the same grade and it was definitely possible that it could surpass the current rank as well.

Furthermore, the Original Heirloom was an item that could allow anyone, including commoners, to output a consistent amount of power.

The Original Heirloom’s strength had been constant from the very start. The only difference was whether one could muster how much strength from it. Avic, as a commoner, was unbeatable when he obtained the Caeserton. What if it was a totem user who had obtained it? Wouldn’t that mean that he would have an absolute defense and would be unbeatable?!

Garen’s heart pounded with excitement.

Once someone had obtained the Caeserton, no matter who it was, it meant that he would definitely not die! Even a commoner could become the ultimate guard!

He recalled that God Cloud was able to escape from and heavily injured three master elites with the Distorted Beads. One had to realize that these three master elites stood at the peak of form four and had countless of experience. Each and every one of their strength was on par with Ivycius.

If it were him, he might not possibly win against Veska, and he couldn’t even imagine fighting against all three.

Since His Majesty had passed away, then the Caeserton would most like appear at the Palace, the funeral, or among the Royal Nobles...

In the original history, who had obtained the Original Heirloom?

Garen tried his best to recall but he couldn’t recall it clearly as the content was very blurry.

He could only see a small black figure inside his mind.

Now that he thought about it, everyone’s attention must have focussed on the Original Heirloom. Although this item was powerful, it was definitely eye-catching. What if that old creature appeared....

He knew that deep within the palace, there was a super strong old creature who had the strength of a form five totem user!

As he thought of this, he had already arrived at the City area’s giant black wall. There even were a few guards patrolling at the top of it.

A formation flashed underneath Garen’s feet and he immediately changed his destination from the funeral to the palace’s vault.

He’d once went there with the Black Storm Doves and his every growing memory showed him the path towards it.

He might as well obtain an Heirloom that was suitable for him in the vault, instead of competing to obtain the Caeserton which might fall into another’s hands!

Garen tampered down his greed and rushed directly towards the Palace’s vault.

After commuting in the Kingdom for half an hour, Garen pushed the crowds away with his black wind.

Everyone in the Kingdom was in the state of panic and there were very few officials out here to control the crowd. Most of the noble officers were prioritizing securing resources with their authority.

Some of the totem users even started to brawl on the street, inflicting injuries to bystanders in the crowd.

Some of the streets were filled with corpses and were completely deserted. Some of the streets were filled with gangsters that would attack anyone they saw. There were even streets where patrols fought with one another over who was supposed to keep the streets safe.

Those who held grudges against each other in the past were fighting to their deaths and no one was stopping them at all.

The houses of beautiful commoners had their doors broke down and pleas for mercy could be constantly heard from within the room. Many merchant shops had been dashed into pieces and some merchant guards could be seen fighting against the troublemakers on the streets as well.

The entire Kingdom was a mess. Garen killed anyone whom he wasn’t happy with along the way. Those who had committed rape, murder, robbery and all the gangsters he had seen along the way were killed by his simple Secret Techniques.

Anyone who had Garen’s aura inserted into them would stiffen and fall to the ground immediately.

Although there were no changes in other locations, the place Garen passed through had their orders restored and the citizens had gathered together to fend for themselves.

"Captain! Where are you?" Suddenly the Secret Service’s communication devices was activated and the old man’s voice came out from it. "The Kingdom is in total chaos and a lot of the private soldiers from the noble households are fighting against each other."

"Where are the General Director and the others?"

"The Headquarter ordered us to leave Kovitan Empire immediately!"

"Huh!?" Garen’s face turned cold.

The Old Man immediately explained the situation when he realized Garen was unsatisfied with the response.

"There is chaos in the underground as well and high-level creatures have attacked the Administration. The form five totem users from the Headquarters have already gone to the underground to assist. We can only retreat as we don’t have any form five elites. We would be tortured to death just by the sheer quantity of these creatures.!"

"Where are the people from the National Service!"

"They have all gone to the front lines! Captain, you should come back immediately! We are about to board the boat! It’s located at the Northern region’s empty port!" The Old Man urged him.

"I’m not leaving. If you guys still see me as your captain, get off the boat immediately!" Garen said coldly. "I will wait for you guys at the Palace!"

He switched off the communication device immediately.

He couldn’t help himself but smile coldly as he switched off the communication device.

"I didn’t expect the Three Departments to now know about the old creature inside the palace. This is interesting. Looks like this is Kovitan’s final trump card..."

He would have been the first one to leave the Kingdom he didn’t know about the existence of this creature.

However, since he knew that the Kingdom would be fine, he naturally stopped panicking.

"The two main forces in charge of maintaining the safety of the Kingdom, the Safety Department and the Inspection Guard, contains combatants ranging from commoners to totem users to maintain the order of the city. These two forces were under the direct control of the royal household and Grand Duke Cody. Since the safety department is a total mess and the Inspection Guards are nowhere to be seen, it’s obvious that they have been mobilized to occupy the resources."

Garen pondered as he rushed towards the Palace’s Vault with great haste. He was thinking of what he should do to obtain the most authority as Avic had passed away. No matter how absurd he was, he still treated Garen pretty well.

He would help him in any way he could.

Garen was determined.

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The Palace’s Vault was the entire eastern region of the city zone and the entrance was located at the top of a cliff. The black door which spanned a few meters tall was at the opposite side of the cliff and two everlasting Eternal Fire burned on both sides.

There were two parties at the entrance of the vault about to unsheath their swords at any moment.

"Masha, Erina! Leave this place immediately! I am responsible to protect this vault. If you continue to loiter here, I will attack you!" A middle-aged man in a black shirt shouted as he blocked the vault’s entrance.

The two men and woman who were facing a group of people started to smile coldly.

"Gujjad, if you don’t step aside, don’t blame me for stepping on my cousin brother’s pride. I will definitely open this vault!" the handsome male leader shouted.

Then, a ray of red light rained from the sky and landed directly on the vault’s door.

Buzz buzz....

A black sealing tactic formation suddenly appeared onto the door and it had weakened the red light.

"Veska’s tactic formation sure is something!" A cold voice came from the sky.

The two parties suddenly felt a shiver down their spine and a stronger red light that resembled a red cylinder came down once more before they could react.

Boom!!!

The red light kept shooting onto the door and canceled out with the Black Sealing Halo.

"Rheins?" A man blurted out a sentence with suspicion.

A man in black robe suddenly appeared at the entrance of the vault. His raised both his hands up and his gaze were cold from his long, narrow eyes.

The man raised his head up and looked at the source of the red light.

A giant bird with red feathers came down from the sky. Countless red lava spheres were revolving around his body and the source of the red light was none other than these spheres.

The eyes of the giant bird were like burning firestones and after staring at the man in the black robe underneath him, it revealed a sign of fear and surprise as it spoke like a human.

"Muen? Didn’t you go after the Caeserton? Why are you here?"

"There’s a lot of people searching for the Caeserton. I won’t be able to do anything if I were there. So I changed my destination here in hope that I can obtain something more beneficial." The man in the black robe, Muen smiled as he stared at the giant red bird landing at the entrance of the vault as they kept a distance between each other.

As the human and bird were having their conversation, the remaining people slowly backed off as they were afraid to catch their attention.

"You people from the Geometry Department has yet to fully retreat? What a surprise." Although the man in the black robe, Muen smiled, he still gave off a cold and emotionless vibe.

"Aren’t you from the War Guild the same. After the disappearance of the night assassin, half of Kovitan’s underworld is in your palm, right?" The red giant bird, Rheins scoffed. "Looks like you and I have the same objective today."

"50 50?"

"50 50." The red bird nodded. The bird, which stood at least three meters tall, kept its wings, stood up and walked like a human.

Boom!!

Suddenly, noise reverberated from afar. A tall, strong, muscular man with red eyes and a body covered with black hair walked towards the vault.

The form two totem abilities which tried to restrain him felt like nothing but an itch to him and they were completely powerless. With his strong suppression due to his rank and his terrifying resistance towards everything, it was as if there was no one there even though there was a crowd.

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