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Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072 Cooperation
Kyler Reed!
In the world, not many knew the name Kyler Reed.
The previous "Night Fairy," was originally named Kyler Reed.
The fact that Lily Jorden could precisely say the name "Kyler Reed" proved she wasn’t lying.
Therefore, Kyler Reed’s death from illness was undoubtedly a conspiracy!
A conspiracy that deceived the entire tribe.
Gabriel Abernathy vividly remembered that before Kyler Reed passed away, she had firmly grabbed her hand.
She had instructed her not to have any contact with The North Sea.
Looking back now, it seemed like a joke.
But Gabriel Abernathy, wouldn’t fully believe it.
This was all based on Lily Jorden’s words.
She decided she needed to go to The North Sea herself to check if there was such a so-called secret room.
And on the walls of the room, if there were the so-called final writings.
If what Lily Jorden said was all true,
then Kyler Reed had deceived herself.
Deceived the tribe.
"I’m sorry!"
Bang!
She sheathed her blade and struck Lily Jorden on the back of the head with her fist.
Though Lily Jorden was no small talent, she was far from Grandmaster level.
Hit like that, she instantly collapsed to the ground.
Clatter.
A notebook slipped from the sleeve of Lily Jorden.
Gabriel Abernathy quickly picked it up and gently flipped through.
It recorded all of Lily Jorden’s findings throughout her trip to The North Sea.
From her first arrival to exploring the royal city.
Much like what she had just told, almost all were recorded on the notebook.
But as she reached the last page, Gabriel Abernathy’s face drastically changed!
Back then, Baylor Davenport was sent abroad right after Kyler Reed replaced Everton Davenport.
Lily Jorden noted in the book that to prevent exposing herself, Kyler Reed might have sent Everton Davenport’s closest daughter abroad.
Yet, a chilling thought rose in Gabriel Abernathy’s mind.
Kyler Reed might have foreseen the defeat and thus send the most beloved princess of The North Sea abroad!
Thus,
Should The North Sea be defeated, Baylor Davenport, as the only bloodline of the Davenport family, could rally forces in response!
"No..."
At this thought, Gabriel Abernathy felt a severe pain in her forehead!
Why must it be this way?
If from the beginning, Kyler Reed knew that The North Sea would be defeated, or rather, had he already prepared a way out for The North Sea?
Then, where was Kyler Reed himself?
Gabriel Abernathy knew well that Baylor Davenport had already returned to the oriental mainland and was regathering forces!
Could Kyler Reed be lurking nearby Baylor Davenport!
Or to say, the current Baylor Davenport, was Kyler Reed?
Swoosh!
As she turned to the next page and saw the text above, she was completely startled.
Ten minutes later.
Gabriel Abernathy put the diary back in Lily Jorden’s sleeve exactly as it was.
At the same time, she hailed a taxi by the roadside and disappeared down the street.
...
In Gonzalez City, on a deserted piece of land,
there was a simple prefab steel house.
It appeared rusted from the outside and weather-beaten.
Even the windows were covered with plastic cloth.
A wire mesh fence enclosed the area.
The dilapidated steel house stood at the very center.
Overgrown with weeds.
The sixteen-meter-long, nine-meter-wide steel house appeared abandoned.
Uninhabited.
But should anyone walk inside, they would be utterly astonished!
The seemingly decrepit steel house was luxuriously magnificent inside!
Glistening with gold,
crystal chandeliers, luxurious furniture.
And expensive carpets.
At the very center was the Grand Hall.
Inside the Grand Hall.
There was a chair in place.
The chair was made of pure gold, studded with pearls the size of pebbles.
At that moment,
An old woman was sitting upon it.
Below, a group of people knelt in unison.
"Wishing Granny a thousand years of life!"
Leading them was Brysen Beaumont!
The man knelt directly on the carpet, bowing deeply.
"Granny a thousand years!"
Behind him, a horde of disciples from Thunderpeak Hall likewise knelt.
And Devlin, wearing a black mask, quietly crouched behind Granny Xihua’s golden throne.
"Everyone, please rise!"
Granny Xihua smiled and raised her hand, her face full of kindness.
"You are the fortunate ones, the elites of Thunderpeak Hall, also the warriors!" she shouted, "You are the ones closest to the Hall of Gods! You will receive the summoning of the divine, stepping into the Hall of Gods! You will obtain eternal life!"
"Eternal life!"
Below,
A roar echoed like a tidal wave.
The disciples of Thunderpeak Hall had sparkles in their eyes, already brainwashed!
They believed in the existence of the Hall of Gods.
And Granny Xihua was the messenger of the Hall of Gods!
As long as one died fearlessly in battle, they could ascend to the Hall of Gods and enjoy eternal life.
"What bullshit! Really good at deceiving."
Devlin leaned against the back of the throne, humming softly, "Almost dying herself, yet still fooling others with eternal life."
His voice was low, unheard by anyone but himself.
"Warriors, our arrival at Gonzalez City is guided by the divine! Here, there are things needed by the Hall of Gods! If we obtain those items, we will earn the favor of the divine! Then, I will guide you, ascending to the Hall of Gods to serve the divine spirits!"
Granny Xihua opened her arms, holding a walking stick in her hands.
Her expression was excited!
It seemed as if she had truly received divine guidance.
"Immortality!"
Below, the elites of Thunderpeak Hall were almost frenzied!
"Now, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity lies before us! If we complete the task given by the divine, immortality will belong to you!"
Granny Xihua’s last words ignited passion among the elites below.
"Immortality! Eternal life!"
They raised their arms and shouted!
Throughout, Devlin watched coldly.
"Bullshit eternal life, without the Divine Dragon Tripod, you might not even live another year. Ah, ignorant people."
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, intending to light it.
But considering the occasion, it seemed inappropriate.
So, he simply snapped it in half.
"Now, welcome our esteemed guest, Rogan Harsh!"
Granny Xihua stood up, calling out loudly.
All the elite disciples of Thunderpeak Hall parted into two lines, clearing a path in the middle.
An old man, carrying a longsword, walked directly on the red carpet toward Granny Xihua.
"Granny!"
Rogan Harsh placed one hand on his chest, slightly bending forward.
Thunderpeak Hall, having influence both in sects and the underworld.
Seeing Granny Xihua, Rogan Harsh inevitably had to go through the motions.
Though he was always curious about what Granny Xihua’s current strength really was.
Could she, perhaps, contend with him?
"Rogan Harsh, it is an honor to cooperate with you!"
Granny Xihua, leaning on her walking stick, approached Rogan Harsh: "I heard that you survived, I am delighted! As the only person who has seen the Divine Dragon Tripod, now that we collaborate, we will share in its benefits, is that agreeable?"
"Of course!"
Rogan Harsh nodded: "It is my great honor to cooperate with the widely known Granny Xihua!"
After a previous battle with Windy Johnson, he was greatly weakened.
Alone, arriving in the perilous Gonzalez City made Rogan Harsh somewhat anxious.
And the man in black who first gave him the intelligence was now nowhere to be found.
Now, he must cooperate with Granny Xihua to obtain the Divine Dragon Tripod!
Since only he had seen the Divine Dragon Tripod, he could easily fake it with some worthless item.
It would suffice to deceive them.
"Since that is agreed, please depart with the mages of Thunderpeak Hall!"
Granny Xihua pointed at Brysen Beaumont: "Half an hour ago, I received news. Julius Reed, drained from saving someone, has passed out! This is truly, a godsend opportunity!"
"Understood!"
Brysen Beaumont cupped his fists together, then turned and left with Rogan Harsh.
At that moment,
Devlin, leaning against the back of the throne, took out his smartphone.
After randomly pressing it for a while, he pocketed it back.
