Free Web NovelChapter 340: Chapter 340
The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes, pondered briefly, and unhurriedly looked at Garret. "Little brat, what did you mean by the cooperation you mentioned just now?"
"It is very simple." Garret smiled faintly.
"As victims who have suffered deeply by his hands, the three of us should all have a very clear understanding of just how terrifying Alex’s strength is. If we want to exact revenge, the only method is to use Your Excellency’s Nether Earth Soul Chase technique."
"Oh?" The Nether Earth Ghost King raised an eyebrow with interest.
"You even know of my secret technique?"
"Of course. For the sake of revenge, I naturally had to investigate a lot of information and gather all available resources." Garret narrowed his eyes and smiled mysteriously.
"No matter how strong Alex is, he is ultimately just a mortal of flesh and blood. If we use the Nether Earth Soul Chase technique to summon a group of immortal, indestructible experts to relentlessly pursue and furiously beat him, he will undoubtedly die!"
"Mhm, that reasoning is indeed correct." The Nether Earth Ghost King nodded, his interest piqued.
"But since you call it a cooperation, what can you provide for me?"
Garret smiled slightly, unhurriedly waved his hand, and pointed at Knox behind him. "What I can provide you is him."
"Him?" The Nether Earth Ghost King looked suspicious.
"...Me?" Knox pointed at himself, completely dumbfounded.
"Correct." Garret smiled mysteriously.
"Your Excellency, I know you have crossed paths with this kid before. But because you despised him too much and did not even look him straight in the eye, you failed to discover the earth-shattering secret hidden within his body."
"What secret?" The Nether Earth Ghost King asked immediately.
Garret smiled. "This kid’s blood and aura are extremely similar to an expert from the past. After verifying it myself, I can conclude that he is the reincarnation of that expert."
"Your Excellency, you can extract a drop of his blood to properly recall the memories."
The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes.
Immediately, he made a grabbing motion across the empty air, tearing open Knox’s shoulder and extracting a drop of fresh blood into his palm. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Although Knox gasped in pain, he stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.
Only now did he realize that the three-person cooperation Garret mentioned was actually just a cooperation between Garret and the Nether Earth Ghost King. He himself was merely a resource used by Garret to persuade the Ghost King.
The Nether Earth Ghost King placed this drop of blood under his nose to sniff it, then put it into his mouth and licked it.
Instantly, a brilliant light shot from his eyes, and he said excitedly. "This taste, could it be..."
"Correct, you guessed right." Garret gave a chilling smile.
"Exactly the third expert to prove his Dao since the establishment of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty. The Slaughter Saint, the Human Butcher!"
The Nether Earth Ghost King looked as if he had tasted some delicacy, his face full of thick greed. He could not help but extract another two drops of blood, savoring them carefully.
"Yes, it really is this taste! I never expected the reincarnation of the Slaughter Saint to be so weak. Truly unexpected!"
"Your Excellency, this is also unavoidable." Garret shrugged and smiled.
"No matter how strong an expert is, they all have to start cultivating from the Body Tempering Realm. I observe that this kid has a resilient temperament and extraordinary talent. He is merely at rock bottom right now, which is why he is as frail as an ant."
"Given time, he will definitely retrieve the Human Butcher’s divine abilities and recreate the glory of his past life!"
The Nether Earth Ghost King instantly understood and smiled mysteriously. "So before that happens, I need to properly extract some genes and build an undead army of Human Butchers."
"This legion will not only help us take our revenge, but also become my iron-blooded army to unify the world and dominate all living beings!"
"Little brat, your name is Garret, right?"
"Exactly." Garret hurriedly nodded.
"You are a very smart, very wise person. I appreciate you." The Nether Earth Ghost King narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Once I reign over the world, I will definitely entrust you with the heavy responsibility of Dynasty Preceptor, letting you become my most capable right-hand man!"
"Many thanks for the promotion. It is my utmost honor." Garret smiled mysteriously.
"Your Excellency, let us get down to business first."
Saying so, he waved his hand casually. A black silk rope flew from his sleeve, securely tying Knox up hand and foot.
The Nether Earth Ghost King made a grabbing motion, forming a bone claw that hoisted Knox up upside down in midair.
"Senior Garret, what are you doing?!" Knox’s face was full of panic.
"Did you not just say you brought me here to cooperate?!"
"Yes. In the cooperation between the three of us, this is the contribution you can make." Garret chuckled.
"Furthermore, your role is extremely important. We could not do without you!"
Beside them, the Nether Earth Ghost King looked at Knox as if looking at prey, his face full of a teasing smile.
"Kid, it is a good thing I did not swallow you as food back then, otherwise it would have been a reckless waste of heaven’s treasures, come, endure it a little. It will not hurt much."
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and the day of the Elemental Trial arrived.
Early in the morning, while Alex was still meditating with closed eyes, his sweet dreams were violently disturbed by Sylra smashing on his door.
"Kid, wake up, wake up quickly! It is time to go participate in the Elemental Trial!"
Alex opened his eyes, could not help but massage his temples with a headache, waved his hand to push open the door, and yawned.
"Senior Sylra, is there really a need to be this tense? Waking me up before the sky is even bright, how am I in any state to participate?"
"Kid, cut the crap!" Sylra said grumpily.
"You promised this old man that you would definitely bring the championship back for me. If we arrive late and you get disqualified, by then it will be too late even if you cry!"
