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Chapter 1276: Chapter 1276: Seizing the Cauldron
The words thundered out, like lightning on a clear day!
People from the sect looked at Okello Yarrow with astonishment, somewhat confused.
The king of the North Sea has already proven his innocence!
What could be more convincing than the dragon pattern on his chest, symbolizing the imperial power of the North Sea?
Moreover, Solaris Grove, the leader of the palace coup, fled in disarray, and the North Sea military officers had already given up on surviving.
All of these proved that Everton Davenport was the true king of the North Sea.
So what was Okello Yarrow’s intention in saying such a thing?
"Without eliminating Mad Dragon, the world won’t have peace for a day!"
After a few seconds of silence, Gavin Cook, an elder of the Skyslaughter Sect, also stood up.
Mount Shu and Skyslaughter Sect may be opponents, but they were also stakeholders.
Among the top sects, they are the most renowned.
When Gavin Cook finished speaking, those present understood what was going on.
Playing dumb with clear understanding.
The North Sea wanted to overthrow the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance and establish a new order.
Undoubtedly, Everton Davenport wanted to obtain the same authority as the ancient Holy Master!
Superior to the sects!
Before overthrowing the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, the North Sea might be very respectful and friendly to the grand sects.
Even trying to woo and make alliances.
But once he replaced Demarco Mount, he would inevitably reveal his sharp teeth.
Previously, Mount Shu was not optimistic about the North Sea.
Back then, the once-thriving Everton Davenport was driven out of Ivory Bay and fled to Star City for refuge.
Now, barely surviving, could he really achieve restoring his kingdom?
But having seen the capabilities of the North Sea’s son-in-law newly, the matter was cast into doubt again.
The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance is no longer what it used to be.
The Holy Master has stepped down, becoming a man with memory loss.
Without leadership, Demarco Mount, constantly wracked by internal strife, saw some create their own factions, departing from the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
Others participated in the old rebellion, wishing to establish a new order.
The loyal Wolf Cavalry, limited to Demarco Mount’s main camp, unable to contact the Holy Master.
At that time, Demarco Mount seemed more like an old man nearing his last years.
No longer possessing the bravery of earlier times.
If the North Sea, wielding the might of defeated West Sea, attracts some sects and martial alliances, it might indeed storm into Demarco Mount.
After all, the banner of the Dragon Slayer holds immense influence!
To have slain the previously invincible Mad Dragon, is itself a proof of strength.
Now, Okello Yarrow wants to feign ignorance and use it as an excuse to eliminate Everton Davenport, removing the top threat to Mount Shu.
If the North Sea is allowed to grow larger, there may not be such a good opportunity in the future.
Court turmoil, ministers killing each other.
And the Skyslaughter Sect felt the same.
In matters of unified external response, the two grand sects maintained coordination.
As for the others, they understood as soon as Gavin Cook spoke.
"So it’s the Mad Dragon!"
Someone echoed in agreement.
"Since it’s the Mad Dragon, let us strike and cleanse the North Sea for them!"
At those words, sect members quickly drew their weapons.
Upon hearing this, the North Sea military officers stopped fighting and surrounded Everton Davenport.
Their bodies covered in blood and eyes filled with rage!
They could die, but the dignity of the North Sea could not be violated!
"Move aside!"
Everton Davenport roared.
But no one stepped back.
"Move aside!"
When Everton Davenport pushed the soldiers in front of him, these rebellious generals continued to block him.
"Gentlemen, must you really take things to such an extreme?"
Everton Davenport was a clever man, how could he not understand what they meant?
"Mad Dragon, stop your delusional babbling! Today, we are here to avenge Brother SpaceX!"
"Charge!"
Okello Yarrow was the first to lead the charge!
He was an elder of Mount Shu, and though no match for the Arhat of Homicide, he was still more than capable against ordinary soldiers of the North Sea.
After thrusting forth his sword, a soldier was stabbed in the throat, falling to the ground.
"Move aside!"
Whoosh!
Everton Davenport flung his sleeves and shook off the soldiers in front of him.
At the same time, he reached forward with one hand and grabbed Okello Yarrow’s sword!
"Help!"
Gavin Cook and the others quickly followed.
Even though Everton Davenport was extremely skilled, he couldn’t fight off multiple attackers.
He pushed forward with one hand, instantly repelling Okello Yarrow!
Then he swiftly retreated several steps!
"Ishmael Will!"
Everton Davenport shouted loudly.
"Present!"
Whoosh!
A dark shadow emerged in the air.
It fiercely kicked the sect member closest to Everton Davenport.
"The king of The North Sea is here; how dare you act recklessly?"
Ishmael Will, holding his long sword, appeared in front of everyone with the demeanor of an immortal.
"Old man, you must be blind! This is not Everton Davenport; this is Mad Dragon!"
Okello Yarrow felt numbness in his hand from the hit, but still argued desperately.
The sect had the advantage in numbers; if a real fight broke out, The North Sea would stand no chance.
Even in the Celestial Palace.
The North Sea had been weakened considerably by continuous internal conflicts.
It was with this mentality of seizing the moment to annihilate the weakened that the sect members resolved to eliminate Everton Davenport!
Even though there was a master like Ishmael Will.
"Wait, let’s get the Divine Dragon Tripod first!"
Suddenly, someone noticed the Bead Pulse.
At that moment, Elwood Thorneycroft wore a white veil over her face.
Behind her stood Granny Xihua.
And in Elwood’s hands, there was a brocade box.
The box was square, about twenty centimeters in length and width.
Logically, it should contain treasures.
"Right! Get the Divine Dragon Tripod first, then kill Mad Dragon!"
Mentioning the Divine Dragon Tripod, everyone’s gaze turned towards Elwood Thorneycroft!
Their eyes revealed greed.
That was a supreme treasure!
Originally at Shadow Gate, countless people risked their lives and failed to retrieve this supreme treasure!
Even the West Sea, which usually kept out of worldly affairs, joined the fray.
The significance of the Divine Dragon Tripod was evident.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the allocation principles of the Divine Dragon Tripod can be discussed after we finish off Mad Dragon!" Okello Yarrow, representing Shushan, stated first.
He was worried that fighting over the treasure would give The North Sea an opportunity.
"Agreed."
Everyone echoed in agreement.
Seeing no objections, Okello Yarrow, wielding his long sword, slowly walked towards Elwood Thorneycroft.
"Bead, if you know what’s good for you, hand over the Divine Dragon Tripod!"
Due to the high-profile nature of the Seven Veins, Shushan was somewhat apprehensive.
If they could smoothly get the Divine Dragon Tripod, they preferred not to spark further disputes.
"How dare you!"
Clang!
Granny Xihua stepped forward, her golden staff striking the ground, coldly eyeing the crowd in front of her.
"Granny Xihua, Shushan and Thunderpeak Hall bear no grudges. If you insist on obstructing us today, don’t blame us for disregarding past sentiments!"
Okello Yarrow frowned, clearly hesitant.
But, faced with the temptation of the Divine Dragon Tripod, he was ready to eliminate anyone in his way.
"Want the tripod?"
Elwood Thorneycroft’s lips curved slightly: "Take it!"
She fiercely tossed it towards the crowd!
"I got it!"
Members of the sect soared into the air like rabid dogs, reaching directly for the brocade box!
For a moment.
There were more than a dozen hands in the air.
Everyone scrambled frantically, creating utter chaos!
"Don’t fight me for it!"
Okello Yarrow stomped furiously, also leaping towards the sky.
"Sorry, I’m claiming it!" Gavin Cook also moved, colliding directly with Okello Yarrow.
Whizz!
The violent collision instantly shattered the brocade box.
A thick smoke appeared suddenly, quickly spreading throughout the hall.
"It’s poison!"
The moment he smelled the white smoke, Ishmael Will’s face turned pale!
He immediately covered his nose and mouth, his long sword planted in the ground!
