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Chapter 628 - Even Master Assassins Can’t Pass This Mystical Realm

Chapter 628: Even Master Assassins Can’t Pass This Mystical Realm

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

People couldn’t preach their beliefs in the nation if they couldn’t open the gates.

Luther believed that the mystical realm was an excellent item that would help them move into the elf clan. After all, the elves had no reason to refuse it.

This was the first and the most important step which would eventually give them the opportunity to obtain the treasures that they wanted in this rich and beautiful land which had never been exploited before.

I’ll amaze these ignorant elves with the great advancements that we have achieved on the continent. Luther squinted his small eyes and smiled. He seemed to foresee the scene in which this rich land gradually submitted to them in St. Heinz’ subsequent plans, and the elves called for the God of Radiant Light Judgement. “This is our best training method for guards, and we’ve designed and optimized plans to handle all kinds of emergencies. Now, is there anyone who wants to try it? I’m sure you’ll like it.”

At this moment, many elves had gathered on the square. In the past, they had seen humans coming here to sell their products, but none of them were this big in scale.

Like favored treasures of nature, the elves were all exquisite and beautiful. These audience members created a gorgeous scene while they stood on the square and watched the show.

“By the way,” Luther said, “I’m sure that you don’t know those dark spiritual spells, so we’ve prepared all kinds of stealth spiritual spell scrolls for the people who intend to play as assassins.”

“As for the knights, we will only use the spiritual spells that you’re familiar with, including the Radiant Light Detection, Energy Resonance, and Darkness Dispel instead of godly spells to counter the stealth spells. To be fair, we can put the venue in the forest.”

“This is...” Elder Sewell was a bit embarrassed, thinking that the conditions were too good to decline. Although assassins were at the disadvantage, things would be different when the battle venue was put in the forest.

“We’ll try it!” A small team of elves stood out.

“Please.” Luther gestured gracefully.

...

“The cultivation mystical realm in that shop is truly interesting.” A small team of elves was advancing slowly along the winding river toward the center of the city.

Elf Girl Sala still looked groggy since she hadn’t slept well last night; she gave a very unladylike yawn. “Yawn...”

Noticing her teammates’ baffled glances, the elf girl who always took care of herself to maintain a ladylike image instantly woke up.

“Yeah. I hope that we’ll go and visit that shop again when we have time.” The Team Captain looked at the blue sky reminiscently. “I do miss the spicy sticks. They are an ultimate delicacy.”

He brought out a bottle of iced red tea and took a sip of it with great enjoyment.

“I heard that that despicable Luther has come to our elf clan,” Sala said in displeasure, “This big liar did his best to belittle the people in another continent. Instead, I only saw courage, elegance, and power in those people.”

“Ugh? Why are they all running toward that direction?” An elf young man beside Sala pointed forward and asked curiously, “What’s happening?”

Soon, they pushed their way into the inner circle of the crowd and heard a wave of exclamations before they could stand still.

In the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, the elves had been butchered by the team of knights wearing godly palace armor.

With a huge sword in hand, one knight killed the last elf, and the blood sprayed all over the projection.

“Are they... the Elder Guard Team?!” Sala yelled in alarm.

“My goodness!”

“So powerful...”

“How can it be?!”

“This is the third attempt. Do you want to have one more try?” While looking at the result of the battle on the screen, Luther said with a laugh, “You sent the Elder Guard Team. This time, will you try it yourself, Elder?”

“What is this despicable guy up to this time?” The newly arrived elf team members frowned at the scene before them.

“Regardless of how you hide yourselves, you’ll always leave behind a clue.”

On the screen, the knight walked under a big tree.

“Look. He can still detect a very tiny fluctuation of a spiritual spell. This one hid himself well but he still was discovered by our knights,” Luther explained as if these elves, regardless of how they hid themselves, were just a joke to him.

“Then, they’ll engage in upfront battle.” Luther continued to explain from his experience, “Regardless of how the elves attack, the knights can immediately find the best formation and combat techniques to use to fight back.”

He said proudly when he got to this point, “I can say with pride that our mystical realm is absolutely the best in the whole world.”

At this moment, St. Dulan activated a Spiritual Spell Visual Projection to show the scenes sent back by Luther.

“How are things going with the Elf Clan?” St. Heinz asked mildly.

“Hahaha!” While watching the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, Dulan laughed and said, “From the looks of it, things are going very well for us. All the elves watching the mystical realm are stunned by our creation. Maybe the news has even spread to the Elf Royal Palace by now.”

“I wonder... if the Elf Queen Her Majesty will be angry about this,” Dulan laughed heartily.

...

Meanwhile, a hearty laugh sounded on the square in White Creek City. “I invite anyone here to check out our perfect defense system. I dare to say that even the most powerful assassin can’t leave this mystical realm alive. Yes, the most powerful assassin will definitely become a corpse in this mystical realm. Do you guys want to train in this mystical realm...”

“Nonsense!” A furious voice came from the crowd.

Sala pushed out from the crowd and said angrily with her hands on her waist, “The method shown in this mystical realm can’t block any real assassins!”

“...”

Everyone looked over and saw that it was a young elf girl.

“Isn’t this the Snow Pigeon Team? How come they are here?”

Luther’s small eyes squinted. “It’s easy to bluff. Little Girl, it’s a pity that there’re no real master assassins among us. Otherwise, I will show you how they are defeated in this mystical realm.”