The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 348 Mysterious Aid

Chapter 348 Mysterious Aid

"Slaughter Lord, you will regret this!" said Rakshasa.

"Once you kill us, Commander Gardner will annihilate every member of your Sanctum of Darkness." She continued.

"Commander Gardner? If he dares to come back to Place of Darkness, this place will be his grave!" sneered Slaughter Lord.

"You're just foolish!" White Tiger said in a deep voice. "Place of Darkness can't kill our Commander. He's a force to be reckoned with!"

"Is that so?" Slaughter Lord smirked. "That's all you know, you're completely unaware of the true power of Sanctum of Darkness. Enough talk. I will send you both on your way. Prepare yourselves." Slaughter Lord declared as his aura surged, and he raised his hand to strike.

"White Tiger, I love you!" Rakshasa closed her eyes, prepared for the worst.

"No!" James Harper and the others yelled in despair.

But then, a muffled sound echoed, and something astonishing happened. Instead of the imagined outcome, Slaughter Lord's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving nothing behind. Silence engulfed the scene as everyone froze. A Half-Step War Emperor had been obliterated by a single slap!

Even Rakshasa, who had braced for death, opened her eyes, displaying a stunned expression.

"My Lord!" Both the black-robed man and the crew-cut man screamed in agony moments later. Realizing the situation, they exchanged glances and promptly darted away. However, just like their master, they exploded into blood mist a few dozen meters away, leaving no trace.

"Run!" The remaining members of Sanctum of Darkness, who had witnessed the carnage, fled in terror.

But they were mistaken. In less than a minute, all of them vanished without a trace, as if they had never been there. Including White Tiger and Rakshasa, everyone from Rakshasa Hall inhaled sharply. The power they had witnessed was beyond comprehension.

"May I know the identity of you? Could you come out and let us express our gratitude in person?" White Tiger, struggling to support Rakshasa, asked earnestly as he stood up.

"You are Glavale people, right?" Before long, a soft and melodious female voice spoke in fluent Glavalish. Then, a graceful figure appeared within the range of their vision, dressed in martial attire with a veil covering her face. Her true face remained concealed, making it difficult to determine her actual age.

"Indeed," Rakshasa replied, slightly stunned by the unexpected encounter. She couldn't have imagined meeting such a formidable Glavalean individual here. During her time in Place of Darkness, this was a first.

"Why did they want to kill you?" the woman continued to inquire.

"We killed an elder from Sanctum of Darkness, and they were sent by Sanctum of Darkness." White Tiger responded.

"Sanctum of Darkness?" The woman furrowed her brow slightly but didn't pursue that topic further. Then, she turned her attention to White Tiger and asked, "You and the others behind you give off

the aura of battle-hardened soldiers. You're not from Place of Darkness, are you?"

"That's correct," White Tiger bowed slightly. "Before coming to Place of Darkness, we served in the Western Army of Glavale."

"The Western Army?" The woman was briefly puzzled. "Are you soldiers from the Army of Bloodshadow?"

"Indeed," White Tiger bowed once more.

"Is your commanding officer Commander Gardner, the King of the West?"

"Are you familiar with him?" White Tiger was slightly taken aback.

"I don't know him personally, but I've heard of his name. Why did he send you to Place of Darkness?"

"In recent years, many powerful nations have been pouring resources into Place of Darkness, making it the second front for their countries." White Tiger explained. "Relative to that, Glavale's presence in Place of Darkness is weak. Commander Gardner is concerned that Place of Darkness might pose a threat to Glavale. He also suspects that some powerful nations support Sanctum of Darkness from behind, so he sent us to investigate."

"I see," the woman nodded. "His concerns are valid. Some countries have global ambitions and have made numerous covert arrangements. Place of Darkness is just the tip of the iceberg."

White Tiger and his group inhaled deeply.

Place of Darkness was just the tip? What kind of colossal entity lied beneath the surface?

"Your strength is still too weak," the woman continued. "Since we've met by chance, I'll give you a little gift."

"What... What do you mean?" Rakshasa asked.

Before they could react, a tremendous force surged from the woman and enveloped White Tiger and the others. Within moments, they felt a powerful energy flow into their bodies. After about ten minutes, the woman retracted her energy.

White Tiger and his group inhaled deeply again. Their injuries had significantly improved, and they sensed that their martial arts had advanced by a level. White Tiger had broken through to a new level, Rakshasa had reached Warlord perfection, James Harper had stepped into Warlord, and White Tiger's four vice-captains had achieved Battle God perfection.

"Thank you!" they exclaimed in unison.

"That's enough. I was just passing by today. I have other matters to attend to. Take care of yourselves!" With that, the woman disappeared from their sight.

"Thank you!" they called out once more. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Three hours later, White Tiger and his group returned to Rakshasa Hall's headquarters.

"Rakshasa, how are your injuries?" White Tiger gently asked her in the conference hall.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine now." Rakshasa replied lovingly, gazing at him.

"And you?" she asked in return.

"I'm fine too."

"White Tiger, who do you think that mysterious lady was? How can Glavale have someone so powerful in Place of Darkness?" Rakshasa inquired.

"I don't know. Perhaps she doesn't belong to Place of Darkness."

"What do you mean?"

"I just have a feeling." White Tiger replied thoughtfully. "This world is probably much more complicated than we've seen."