Chapter 205: Medallion-3(iii)
Chapter 205: Medallion-3(iii)
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In fact Kylo never wanted to start a fight with them. He had planned something else entirely.
But that plan faced some problem for now. But who was Kylo?
He always had Plan B if something goes wrong with his first plan.
And this time was no different as well.
The old man raised his hand and ordered the tens of guards behind him to attack Kylo.
All of these guards were between Lambda and Sigma stages, that is between Supremo to True King Realm.
But they didn't rush like idiots to attack him.
Because they knew if they did that, they would just be dead meat.
The mages stood in an ordered fashion with 4 True Kings 4 standing in 4 different directions.
The one at the forefront took out a Formation Map and threw it up in the air.
The 4 True Kings immediately injected their energy. The other guards supplied their energy to the 4 True Kings.
A huge formation spread out in the next moment.
It might seem as if it took couple of minutes but all of this happened in only 3 seconds.
Kylo felt a dangerous aura coming from the formation.
[Peak of the True King Realm!] thought Kylo about the power of the formation.
Yes, this formation wasn't something abnormal like the Xia soldiers used whom Kylo encountered.
After all the power of that formation was enough to counter True Supremo even though none of them were above Nascent Soul!
[Though this is not life threatening...]
His prime threat were those two old people.
While Kylo was thinking this, the formation turned into a sword and shot towards the black ship.
Kylo tapped the ship with his right foot and the next second two of the six formations carved on the ship started shining.
A huge barrier covered the ship as the sword hit it the next moment.
*BANG*
"W-what the...."
"How could it be..."
To their horror they found out their sword already had a crack while there was no scratch on the formation!
Even both of the old people's eyes squinted as they saw it.
"Is that perhaps...."
"Perhaps a saint grade treasure." replied the old woman to old man's doubt.
Within the voice one could hear a trace of greediness along with cautiousness and surprise.
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
The sword attacked the formation even if they knew it was useless. This was their job after all.
*crack* *crack* *BOOM*
It didn't take long before the sword completely broke down.
And to no one's surprise the formation map tore down as well because of the defensive strength of the ship's barrier.
All those True Kings and the guards were internally injured as blood trickled down their lips.
But they still didn't back down. Even though they were afraid of death, they knew they couldn't back down from the stage now.
Kylo raised his eyebrows seeing how the soldiers were getting ready to attack the ship when the old man came forward and said
"Enough. You are no match for that thing. Let me handle it."
Seeing the old man going forward, the old woman wasted no time as she came forward as well.
This old woman knew rather than caring about the guards he was aiming for the treasure.
[Hmph! As if you'll get it that easily!]
"Count me in as well." Looking at Kylo she continued
"Harming our guards, no matter who you are or where you're from, Tour Magique will never forgive you!"
The guards' eyes behind them shone with passion as they heard their leader's speech which increased their loyalty by few more points.
Kylo's lips curled into a smile as he mumbled and only those around him were able to listen vaguely
"This is the ugliness of any intelligent being... Greed, pride, confidence, lust,... also the reason of most of their fall."
The old man frowned hearing the old woman's word as he spoke to her
"You're our leader. You don't need to personally come forward to deal with a ragtag group."
He didn't want to share the treasure no matter who it was! But that was just his wishful thinking.
"This guy is strong. For the sake of the face of Tour Magique, we will go all out."
The old woman replied with a smile that was not really a smile.
"Let's go." she said and started dashing towards the huge black ship.
The old man clicked his tongue knowing he won't be able to get the treasure. Nevertheless he followed the old lady as well.
Meanwhile, Kylo asked his subordinates behind him in a solemn voice.
"Everyone ready?" They all nodded solemnly.
"You guys only have 2 minutes... Be back in 2 minutes or you're dead."
The next moment the barrier opened and Avery, Elena and Nigel rushed out of the barrier.
The two old people were stunned seeing this development but they didn't care about them since they could feel all of the warriors' cultivation level was below them.
Both of the old practitioners gathered mana to attack.
They were just few meters apart before confrontation.
It was then Kylo's eyes shone brightly as space in front of Avery and the others suddenly rumbled.
A crack appeared in the void and without any hesitation, Kylo's subordinates jumped into the space crack.
""WHAT?""
They turned around only to see a similar crack appearing right above their guards.
It was at this time when they realised what was happening.
"NO YOU DON'T!!"
The old woman shouted as she tried to rush towards their guards but...
"That's not upto you."
...Kylo mumbled as the barrier surrounding the ship closed the next moment.
With Kylo facing two old warriors who were above True Kings!
With Kylo facing two old warriors who were True Emperors!
With Kylo... just being a Supremo!!
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