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Once morning came, I had already set up to leave the Sea of Demons. Staying here would bring us nothing but trouble, and we had already managed to obtain a few good things from the general.

If they needed anything from us, they'd have to ask the soldiers and the captain that went with us. They followed us all the way so they all saw and know what we did and how we navigated the Dark Garden.

"Are you ready?" I asked old Fu.

"I got nothing to ready for, let's leave," he said.

I nodded to the old man and the two of us headed out of the city toward the gate.

A few soldiers noticed us leaving and they probably went to inform the general. And once we reached the gate, they were closed.

"What's the meaning of this?" old Fu asked, his tone didn't seem to be a tolerant one or one that can handle any bulls.h.i.+t that the guards would spout to keep us here.

his Qi was already rotating preparing for a fight.

Another guard who seemed to be wearing a fancier tier of clothes shouted, "We can't let you leave! The general ordered martial law, please return to the palace!"

"Is that so?" I muttered.

"Yes!" the man replied with sweat drippling down his forehead.

"Then tell your general, if he wants to stop me, he'll be dealing with one of the Suns, after all, I'm on an important errand, you don't want to anger one of them now do you?" this message was sent directly into the man's head via Divine Sense.

The man opened and closed his mouth.

Rumors do spread fast, and they spread in a nasty way, almost always inflating. And soldiers with nothing to do must have spread the rumors of us having met with one of the Suns, the Dusking Sun. And now that I mentioned one of them, a mere guard would not even dare cause any issues with an ent.i.ty that can raze this entire area with something as simple as a fart.

The guard looked perplexed and terrified at the same time, he hesitated between giving the order to open the gate and save his city, or ignore it and risk ruining the entire Sea of Demons.

The small gears in his mind spun for a bit until he shouted, "Open the gate!"

We didn't hesitate to leave as we took the flying board and rode on it, blasting away from the city that seemed to have turned the heat down from its walls.

The walls were not harmed by the incinerating heat that was used to drive off the scorpion, they were still clean as the day I first saw them.

As for the surrounding sands, most of it was caved in in a ma.s.sive crater that was the trail for the scorpion. The sheer size of that thing was enough to completely bulldoze though the city if it wanted to, although it was nowhere as close to the size of the Primordial Serpent G.o.d. This one was big enough to be a cause for worry and powerful enough that it caused sandstorms.

Our path was to head back to the western regions, where the Ant Cave was and meet with the ant queen again.

And we didn't hesitate in pressing the accelerator and leaving the area. As far as we could see, in the great distance beyond the city were several carriages and horse riders rus.h.i.+ng toward the city. The inception of this chapter's publication is linked to N0v3lb11n.

Old Fu nodded as the two of us continued heading forward.

More time went by and you could feel tremors echoing in the far distance, I smiled as I realized what was happening.

"He must be p.i.s.sed."

"I feel like he is expressing his anger by destroying the entire area behind us," said old Fu.

"Well, he can try, but I doubt he'll be able to locate us. Also, we're already there," I said as we went through the final set of tunnels and arrived at a vast underground area where hundreds of people were moving about.

The area was dimly lit with torches and some crystalline stones on the walls. Merchants that sold all sort of things on carpets in the grounds, and other hagglers and pa.s.sengers buying and selling goods.

Our arrival didn't pique anyone's interest as we moved about the market place and headed to the upper area.

Soon, we arrived at the exit and were right in front of the very same exit we used last time to escape the Red Sun's herald.

The door was opened as if expecting us. And as soon as we walked through the ant queen was already seated in front of the exit.

"Waiting for us," I said.

"I caught wind of your return," she said.

I immediately pulled out the scroll, "This was not easy to get," I replied.

She jumped up from her chair giddily like a kid having obtained a well sought out toy and said, "You actually did get it!"

I sighed as I looked around, "Who's that?" I asked.

"Oh that's the herald from last time, he was adamant on waiting on you two."

"What is the meaning of this?" I said as I felt like I was caught in a trap.

"Don't take it the wrong way, apparently another messenger arrived soon requiring the former holy verdict to be dropped. The Herald however wishes to see you for their own reasons," she said as she opened the scroll and instantly closed it.

Within that moment a powerful surge of blood l.u.s.t seemed to emanate from that scroll.

"It really is the real deal!" she said.

"Why you expected me to cheat you or something, now give me what we talked about," I demanded.

"That will no longer be needed," said the Herald as he approached us. "Please, follow me," he said and headed to the hall where many dancers were preparing for a show.

"We need to talk," the herald stated as he took a chair. Waiting for us to join him.