Dale replied slowly, "Patrick Richie." "Patrick Richie?" Wilbur asked puzzlingly, "Who is he? Is he a member of the Moda military too?" Dale nodded and said, "Yes. Patrick Richie is the highest commanding officer in the Moda military now. General Victor used to be the commander of the Moda military when Patrick was only a mere cultivator. Later on, it was said that General Victor fell ill, and Patrick was hired to treat his illness. I'm not quite sure what happened next, but Patrick eventually replaced General Victor. General Victor's family said he has been ill for the past two years and claims that Patrick is just a temporary replacement." Wilbur frowned and asked, "So, is he the mastermind behind the Night Demon operation?" Dale nodded and said without hesitation, "Of course. The Night Demon Project is a special research initiative developed by Patrick after gaining control of the military. Even the recent unauthorized crossing of the Kosanto borders by Moda's border milit
"Dale?" "Mister Richie." Dale and Patrick looked at each other and smiled. However, Patrick seemed rather displeased when he saw Wilbur. It was clear that he knew about Wilbur through his own sources. "Wilbur Penn? Why are you here?" "Mister Richie, I think you know why I'm here." Patrick smirked and asked, "So, are you here for the Night Demon Project?" Wilbur replied, "That's right, Patrick. I think you know what consequences the Night Demon Project will bring. How can you not abide by the rules as a cultivator? You forcefully interfered with the lives of ordinary people. Isn't that crossing a line?" Patrick scoffed coldly and said, "They are like insects to me. Their lives are as worthless as grass. I don't care even if millions of them die." There was a cold glint in Wilbur's eyes when he said in a chilling tone, "You're terrible. I can't believe you manipulated the Moda military for your personal gain. It looks like if you get away with the Night Demon Project, Kos
Clang! The thunder cleaver instantly shattered when it came in contact with the longsword. Wilbur grabbed Patrick's longsword and the energy covering it was instantly absorbed by the Light Gloves. "Damn it!" Patrick pushed downward in an attempt to cut through Wilbur's gloves, but Wilbur had a tight grip on his longsword that shocked Patrick greatly. In the next moment, Patrick used a powerful force to knock Wilbur back. Wilbur frowned at Patrick, and he felt suspicious. Wilbur had just gained a hundred and fifty years' worth of cultivation recently. By all logic, with Wilbur's current power, an Emperor level cultivator like Patrick should be no trouble for him. However, Patrick's power was beyond Wilbur's comprehension. What he showed was more than one hundred years' worth of cultivation. Patrick stared at Wilbur at that moment as if he was looking for weaknesses. Then, Patrick's figure turned into a blur and appeared behind Wilbur, stabbing his back. Wilbur quickly
At this moment, Patrick sensed Wilbur's probing and laughed loudly. "It seems you've discovered the truth. Since that's the case, there's no point in hiding anymore. Indeed, the lives of mortals mean nothing to me. No matter how many you kill, they are all part of my sacrifice. Ultimately, their energy will be channeled into my body. I will only grow stronger. I am an invincible being. You might as well accept your fate!" Gritting his teeth, Wilbur retorted, "You want me to accept my fate? I refuse! Patrick, you will pay with your life for the four thousand soldiers you've killed today. I will put an end to your evil!" "Hahaha, you? What a joke." Patrick raised his right hand, and the white sword in his hand instantly turned crimson. Simultaneously, he extended his left hand, from which five fingers emitted a red glow. Five beams of red light shot out and quickly encircled Wilbur, intertwining and binding his body tightly. "You!" Wilbur struggled but to no avail. Patrick co
In the next second, the red storm caught up with Wilbur again, engulfing him instantly. By this time, the Light Gloves on Wilbur's hands had dimmed, and his body had reached its limit, unable to absorb any more energy. Seeing this, a hint of a smile appeared in Patrick's eyes as he coldly remarked, "So, the successor of the Child of Light is nothing special after all." However, just as Patrick finished speaking, Wilbur's entire body began to emit a brilliant white light. In an instant, a white shield expanded outwards, completely engulfing the area where the red storm raged. The shield continued to expand and soon enveloped Patrick as well. The red pillar of light in the sky vanished instantly. Patrick looked down at his right hand, which was shriveling, and then threw his head back to the sky, his eyes wide open as he cried out, "No, Blood God, please no!" But at that moment, Wilbur had already begun chanting a spell for his Dragon Move and shouted, "The fifth level: Dragon's
Dale, smiling, said, "We owe you thanks for what you did this time, but as for the laboratory, I can handle that myself. No need to trouble you, Mister Wilbur." Wilbur asked, "When do you plan to deal with it?" Dale replied, "Don't worry. The lab will be destroyed by the end of today. By tomorrow, you'll be able to find the relevant reports." "Very well, I'll leave it to you then." "It's my duty. By the way, Mister Wilbur, let me arrange a car to take you back." Half an hour later, Dale arranged a car to take Wilbur back to the Kosanto border. From there, Wilbur walked back to Diseya Town. Meanwhile, Jim approached Dale and said, "Commander Dale, General Victor wants to see you." "Lead the way." "Yes, sir." Dale followed Jim to General Victor's room. Upon entering, he saw General Victor standing in front of a full-length mirror, adjusting his collar. Jim gestured for Dale to proceed and then left, closing the door behind him. As Dale walked forward, he said, "Genera
The middle and upper dimensions had very strong order, but only in the lower dimensions do different dimensions experience chaos. In these dimensions, if the evil thoughts outweigh the good, they would be invaded by the evil gods, ultimately becoming special dimensions that provided nourishment for the evil gods. If the entire lower dimension becomes completely dominated by evil thoughts, the numerous evil gods could combine their devouring powers to eventually consume the entire lower dimension. This would turn it into a dark dimension. As a result, the power of the evil gods would only grow stronger, allowing them to then devour other middle dimensions, and eventually the upper dimensions. Both good and evil had the ambition to dominate the universe. The difference lay in the fact that good was upheld by cultivators and dimensional guardians, who were themselves cultivators, while evil was wielded by numerous evil gods. These evil gods connected to a dimension through the evil th
Wilbur was about to head to the inner city area to investigate the whereabouts of the dragon cauldron fragment when his phone rang. It was a call from Arsi. "Hello, Arsi. What's up?" Wilbur answered. "Mister Wilbur, I've been thinking… maybe you're right. I shouldn't be a coward. So, I've decided to join you. I'm wondering if you are still willing to help us…" Arsi's voice came through the line. A slight smile appeared on Wilbur's face. Arsi truly was a man of integrity, willing to shoulder some responsibility. Though his call came a bit late, the fact that he took this step proved he was already ahead of most people. Since the Night Demon issue had been completely resolved and there was no more danger, Wilbur thought it would be good to take Arsi along and give him some experience. Nodding, Wilbur replied, "Of course! I'm willing. Come now and join me. I'm heading to a place." "Right now? Where to?" Arsi asked, sounding slightly hesitant. "To Bangsai," Wilbur responded.