Chapter 698 Threat
Chapter 698 Threat
It was the awareness of the difference between their strength that was holding them back, or they would have already attacked her.
"What did you call me, you little runt?" The woman king mage glared at Armand, her aura flaring and pressing down upon him.
Swoosh!
Armand immediately released his aura field, which was on the verge of transforming into the Aura Sphere, to counter her aura, but he underestimated her.
Bang!
Creak!
Immediately, his aura field was destroyed, the backlash making him bleed through his orifices. Then as the pressure fell onto him, his bones creaked.
The Seidel Grand Elder\'s eyes flashed with a ruthless glint as she prepared to release her aura field to cripple him, but just then…
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Max appeared in front of Armand and released his bloodline-powered aura field, shielding him from the pressure before looking into her eyes and coldly saying, "Although the emperors might ignore you causing us small injuries, if you try to seriously injure him, much less cripple him, I\'m sure your status as a king mage wouldn\'t be enough to save you from their wrath."
Shua!
As soon as she heard his words, she immediately withdrew her aura.
"Try not to show me your face again, or I might accidentally kill you." She sneered at Armand, but Max\'s eyes narrowed because he could tell she was trying to threaten him.
\'What? They no longer want to capture me alive?\' He thought before immediately realizing, \'No. To begin with, they didn\'t care whether they captured me alive or dead.\'
His heart chilled at the realization, and he became more thankful to the Fuller family for sheltering him.
\'I need to repay them properly. Just saving Sophie is not enough.\' He thought,
…
Martha\'s expression was calm, almost too calm, as she watched them leave. Pauline had an ugly expression on her face while Kriss stared at the two families\' group with well-concealed but sharp killing intent in his eyes.
Lily\'s sweet face was cold while Sera looked worried as she tightly grabbed Emily, who seemed as though she would rush over and attack the king mage if she let her go.
After Armand said his thanks, Max came over and gently grabbed Emily\'s hand, crossing his fingers with hers, and smiled at her while wiping the bloodstain from the corner of her lips with his free hand. "Calm down, Em. There is no need to get so much worked up. They want us to make a mistake so they can have an excuse to attack me."
Feeling his touch and hearing his words, she took a deep breath, and gradually her golden eyes turned normal.
"I know, little M… I mean, Max. But I feel angry, really angry. I want to kill them." She said through gritted teeth.
Max\'s eyes flickered, realizing her bloodline was amplifying her emotions. But he didn\'t comment on it since Emily was already aware of the changes.
"We can\'t do it before becoming stronger, a lot stronger." He said, "That woman just now, she was a mid-stage King mage, almost on the verge of entering the high-stage King realm. Not only that, there were three other King mages within the group; though they were slightly weaker than her, each one of them could kill us several times over."
Emily\'s expression turned grim, but she looked at him as though wanting to say something but hesitated. Max understood what she wanted to ask and shook his head, "The only reason I managed to kill that demon king is because she didn\'t take me as seriously from the beginning as she should have and also because my bloodline energy had a significant suppressive effect on the demonic energy, weakening her attacks."
After a pause, he added, "They, however, wouldn\'t make the same mistake, and I doubt my bloodline energy would be as effective against their mana-powered magic spells."
Emily nodded, clenching her fists. She then said, "Let\'s go. I\'m sure we can find suitable resources to progress our cultivation inside."
Max nodded, his eyes flickering. He wanted to suggest her to cultivate with him as it was the best way to rapidly increase their cultivation but didn\'t after hesitating a little, not wanting to rush their relationship too much.
After ensuring no one was seriously hurt from her aura attack, he led the way and entered the temple, leaving behind the crowd who whispered among them.
Right when they entered, a couple walked toward them. Max didn\'t recognize them, but Emily and others did. It was Heena and her lover, Devor. They were with them until the demons retreated but then rushed to the war temple even though they couldn\'t enter right then. They wanted to be the first ones to enter and find something to regrow her hand.
Coming over, they looked at Martha, Pauline, and their group and bowed slightly before Heena said, "Thank you, Princess, Miss Pauline, and everyone for helping us earlier. If not for you all, we would have been among the cold corpses on the battlefield."
Martha nodded lightly, accepting her gratitude while Pauline waved her hand, "There is no need to think much about it. We all have to help each other to increase our chances of survival."
"Now, that aside, it seems I have to congratulate you."
Heena, understanding what she meant, raised her left hand that she had just regrown thanks to the special limb regeneration potion she bought after pooling her and Devor\'s war merits and smiled contentedly, "Hehe, thank you, Miss Pauline."
"Hey, old hag, now give way. Don\'t keep wasting their time here." Devor grunted. Unlike before, he didn\'t look happy.
Heena narrowed her eyes, but then she smiled and grabbed his hand, coquettishly pressing her breasts against him. Devor\'s expression mellowed a little, but he looked away, snorting.
"Thank you again, everyone." Saying this, she pulled him out of the temple while whispering sweet nothings in his ear, wanting to uplift his mood.
The resource exchange hall was vast, able to accommodate thousands of people, but it was still jam-packed with people, with almost as many waiting to enter.
"Maybe we should\'ve waited a while more."
Even as Lily said this, Pauline and several others from their group rushed into the crowd, not able to control themselves.