In Babylon, there were countless warlords. Standing out among these warlords required substantial funds. Without money, how could one purchase equipment? Without money, how could one inspire followers? Thus, Abdul Rahman was tempted by Chris’s words. Cautiously, Abdul Rahman asked, “Lord Death, are you speaking the truth?”
“Of course, would I lie to you?”
“Alright, I agree!”
Ultimately, Abdul Rahman consented to Chris’s request. Seeing this, a smile crept across Chris’s lips. With the local strongman Abdul Rahman’s assistance, Ironheart Steer’s journey to the Kingdom of Babylon looked grim.
The Devil’s Desert was the largest desert in the Middle East, spanning several countries. According to information received by Chris, Ironheart Steer, leading tens of thousands of Hall of Valerian members, planned to cross the Devil’s Desert into the Kingdom of Babylon. To completely annihilate Ironheart Steer and the fifty thousand Hall of Valerian members, Chris stealthily led three thousand Guards of Death and Abdul Rahman’s army of one hundred thousand to lay an ambush.
“Boss, according to intelligence from the Springfield Crew, Ironheart Steer and the fifty thousand Hall of Valerian members are stationed at an oasis in the Devil’s Desert,” reported the informant. The Springfield Crew’s intelligence agents were indeed formidable. They had infiltrated the group back when Daniel Williams was rebuilding the Hall of Valerian, allowing Chris to monitor Ironheart Steer’s every move.
Upon hearing this, Chris nodded and ordered, “Very well! Command all forces to accelerate their movements. We must completely destroy Ironheart Steer and the Hall of Valerian members before dawn.”
“Yes, sir!”
At his command, the army hastened their advance. Soon after, Chris’s scouts located Ironheart Steer and his group. Just as Chris prepared to send his forces for a decisive battle with Ironheart Steer, almost simultaneously, from another direction, a squad of several dozen elite members from the Amerosia Cinder Society approached, led by none other than the daughter of the Cinder Society captain, Seraphina Wintersong.
At that moment, Seraphina, dressed in battle gear, looked strikingly valiant. Initially in Babylon on a mission, she was planning to return to Amerosia after its completion. Suddenly, she received orders from Master William. Lord Protector Daniel Williams had secretly assembled the Hall of Valerian with fifty thousand members nearing Babylon, aiming to kill Chris. Seraphina’s new mission was to cooperate with Chris to eliminate these Hall of Valerian members.
Seraphina surveyed the troops and announced, “Attention, everyone. According to the information I’ve received, the Hall of Valerian’s camp is ahead, housing a fifty thousand-strong army currently facing off against Primus Chris’s one hundred thousand troops.”
“Our task this time is simple: to assist Chris in eliminating these Hall of Valerian members. So, everyone must be cautious and absolutely vigilant, as these Hall of Valerian members are not to be underestimated.”
Hearing this, the faces of all the Cinder Society members instantly turned solemn. They had all heard of the Hall of Valerian, a force secretly established by Daniel Williams. Daniel Williams created the Hall of Valerian with a clear aim: to seize the throne through it. How could Master William let him succeed so easily? This was an excellent opportunity to severely damage the Hall of Valerian and thwart Daniel Williams’s conspiracy!
Meanwhile, within the Hall of Valerian camp.
“Mr. Steer, it’s bad news! Chris has already led a hundred thousand troops and has completely surrounded us!”
“What? How is this possible? Our operation was so covert, how did Chris find out?”
Upon hearing the news, Ironheart Steer’s face turned pale. This time, Ironheart Steer had landed by sea and was preparing to cross the Devil’s Great Desert by land to enter the Kingdom of Babylon.
After all, an army of fifty thousand was too large; being discovered could easily cause trouble. However, Ironheart Steer had not anticipated that despite his caution, the news had still leaked. Not only that, but Chris had also prepared an army of a hundred thousand to surround him.
Ironheart Steer clenched his teeth and said, “Send my orders down, hold the camp. I’ll call the prince right now and ask him to send reinforcements!”
“Yes, sir!”
At the order, fifty thousand members of the Hall of Valerian readied themselves for battle. Outside the camp at that moment, a hundred thousand troops had completely surrounded the Hall of Valerian camp.
“Reporting to the boss, Ironheart Steer is surrounded, today he is truly trapped.”
Tiger approached, a smug expression on his face. Chris nodded and said, “Good! Pass down my command, we must annihilate the Hall of Valerian members this time and capture Ironheart Steer!”
“Yes!”
Tiger nodded, turned around, and with a wave of his hand shouted, “Attack!”
“Attack!”
“Attack!”
“Attack!”
Suddenly, a hundred thousand troops launched a frenzied attack on the Hall of Valerian camp. Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! Gunfire and explosions merged into chaos. Within moments, intense fighting broke out between the two sides. From the start, the battle reached a fever pitch. Screams of agony echoed as members of the Hall of Valerian fell into pools of blood.
Chris looked relaxed, showing no signs of stress. With a hundred thousand troops against fifty thousand Hall of Valerian members, the outcome was clear. Even if the losses were heavy, it didn’t matter because all the attackers were Abdul Rahman’s men.
As for the three thousand Guards of Death, they stood by Chris’s side, ensuring his safety. Although Abdul Rahman was dissatisfied, he dared not show it. He knew very well who Lord Death was, and that killing him would be as easy as flipping his hand. Within moments, the fifty thousand Hall of Valerian members began to falter. Soon, their defeat was like a collapsing mountain.
“Mr. Steer, it’s bad, Chris’s assault is too fierce, we can’t hold on!”
Hearing this, Ironheart Steer’s face turned ashen. Originally, he had come to kill Chris but instead fell into Chris’s trap. If he couldn’t think of a way out, his fate would be a dead end. Ironheart Steer turned to Dark Sin and said, “Dark Sin, I beg you to take action and kill Chris!”
Ironheart Steer knew that Dark Sin was a super cultivator, sent by Daniel Williams to protect him, as well as to keep an eye on him. Now, the only way to resolve the situation was to kill Chris. With Chris dead, the enemy would be headless. Then not only could he break through, but he might also be able to turn the tables. The only person capable of killing Chris was Dark Sin. Without a word, Dark Sin picked up a knife and left.