The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 196 Sacred Light Sect

Chapter 196 Sacred Light Sect

"Boss!" The two had just gotten out of the car when Casey hurried over.

Billy nodded and instructed, "Let's go find Roderick Chasey first."

After speaking, they walked towards the courtyard.

"Commander Gardner!" Just a few steps later, Roderick Chasey and his team rushed over anxiously.

"We're going to the airport now, we'll talk on the way!" Billy spoke up.

"Yes, Commander!" Roderick Chasey replied loudly.

Two minutes later, two cars sped towards the War Zone Airport at full speed. Along the way, Roderick Chasey introduced to Billy what he knew about the situation.

The captured vice general was named Lance Glisson and he was responsible for intelligence work in the Eastern Army. Some time ago, Lance Glisson intercepted a group of Oriana's intelligence information that was very important to them. After Oriana's central leadership learned of this news, they were furious and vowed to capture Lance Glisson back. They dispatched domestic martial arts experts to pursue Lance Glisson and his team while Colonel Jenson Pearson from the Eastern Third Army led his men to support them and engage in conflict with them. The leader of the opponents had far superior skills than Jenson Pearson, resulting in all 100 Eastern soldiers being injured or killed. And they took Lance Glisson away.

"Oriana is asking for death," Casey said solemnly.

"Casey, call Azure Dragon," Billy instructed after some thought. "Tell him to organize an Army of Bloodshadow in the east district now and deploy it directly on the border ready at any moment."

"Boss, how many people do we need?" Casey asked.

"One hundred thousand." Billy replied in a deep voice.

Roderick Chasey and the few people he brought with him all gasped in shock. One hundred thousand soldiers of Army of Bloodshadow were as powerful as a million ordinary troops.

'Could Commander Gardner be planning to attack Oriana's capital directly?' they thought.

"Yes, sir!" Casey pulled out his phone to make a call.

Less than ten minutes after he made the call, ten thousand miles away on the western border, one hundred thousand soldiers of Army of Bloodshadow had assembled rapidly.

With a command from the first legion commander Azure Dragon, all one hundred thousand soldiers rushed towards the eastern border.

Such a large-scale cross-border troop movement was rare. For a time, all domestic routes were cleared for them to pass through.

It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Billy, Casey and Stout appeared at the foot of a mountain on Oriana's northern territory. According to Roderick Chasey's investigation, this was where Lance Glisson's abductor belonged to.

"This is just a small piece of land with numerous martial arts sects. Oriana has invested heavily in martial arts." Stout said as they continued towards their destination.

"If those hidden sects from Glavale can work together with our War Department then what do we have to fear from those Westerners?"

"Unfortunately..."

Casey's eyes narrowed slightly as he said, "Don't underestimate ourselves, even without the support of those hidden sects, Glavale is not afraid of anyone!"

"Casey, it's not that I'm underestimating ourselves. In recent years, western countries have invested heavily not only in conventional weapons but also in martial arts," Stout responded. "And from what I understand, these countries have been researching drugs that can unlock human potential. If they succeed in developing them, their overall combat power will undoubtedly increase by several levels! I won't let my guard down as a Glavale!"

As they spoke, the three of them had arrived at the entrance to the Sacred Light Sect. The gate was adorned with three large characters, "SACRED LIGHT SECT".

"Who are you? What business do you have here?" Four men dressed in Daoist robes stared at Billy and his companions with tense expressions.

"Tell your sect leader to come out! His time has come!" Stout shouted loudly.

"How dare you speak disrespectfully to our sect leader! You're asking for death!" The four men attacked simultaneously.

With a loud bang, a powerful palm strike erupted from Stout's hand and swept towards the four attackers. They had barely advanced halfway before exploding into four clouds of blood mist floating mid-air.

Immediately, Stout raised his hand again and swept out a blade-like gust of wind towards the nearby archway.

Boom!

A loud noise rang out as the archway collapsed, sending sand and stones flying and dust filling the air.

"Damn it, who dares to destroy our archway?" Upon hearing the commotion, two or three hundred Taoist-robed people rushed down from the stone stairs behind the archway. Each one had a fierce aura and raging anger. In their eyes, destroying their archway was no different from preparing to wipe out the sect.

Sacred Light Sect had stood for hundreds of years in the country of Oriana without ever encountering such a thing.

"Who are you three? Do you know where you are? How dare you! You don't know your own limits!" An old man in gray robes came forward and shouted angrily.

"Call your sect leader out here or we'll spare no one!" Stout continued speaking.

"Damn it!" shouted the gray-robed elder in fury, his voice echoing, "You fool! Ignorant brat, you're as good as dead!"

After his outburst, he darted forward, his figure a blur, and the sword in his hand shot towards Stout like the strike of a snake.

He had skill, no doubt, a Battle God.

"Underestimating me!" Stout's eyes narrowed, his body moved like a ghostly shadow, and he swung his arm, releasing a ferocious gust of wind that roared through the air.

The gust swept by, and the old man was sent hurtling like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground, his bones shattering upon impact.

"War... Warlord..." He opened his mouth, managed a few words, and then his head slumped to the side, lifeless.

"Great Elder!" cries of pain rang out from the scene. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Attack together, kill them!" a man's furious roar resounded.

And with a rush of noise, they lunged forward.

Stout narrowed his eyes and raised his hand again.

"I'll do it!" Casey flipped his wrist, and the Bloodshadow Blade unleashed a thunderous blade aura as it slashed out.

The next moment, heads went soaring into the sky. Leading the charge were over a hundred men, and all of them fell. In midair, numerous spouts of blood erupted.

After a single sweep, Casey struck again. His attack was as sharp as ever. The edge of his blade tore through everything like a runaway train, leaving nothing but severed limbs and spurting blood in its wake.

In less than two minutes, the last Taoist man in a robe fell straight down.

"You guys are really damned!" At this moment, an angry voice sounded.

Soon after, a blurred figure leaped down from the stone steps with lightning speed, carrying an aura of power. Following closely behind were another hundred men, each exuding an aura of suppressed energy and boundless intent to kill. Compared to the previous hundreds of men, their strength was noticeably a notch higher.

"Having killed three hundred outer disciples of our Sacred Light Sect, I swear I will tear you three into a thousand pieces!" The blur arrived before the trio.

With hair as white as snow and eyes sharp as a hawk, the man was overflowing with a murderous aura.

He was a Tier-two Warlord!

"Are you the sect leader?" Billy's voice rumbled.

"Just who are you people?" The old man was none other than Lincoln Romero, the leader of the Sacred Light Sect.

"Hand over our young warrior, Lance Glisson, and maybe we'll leave your corpse intact!" Billy's voice dripped with icy coldness.