Chapter 707 Seraph

Chapter 707 Seraph

After half an hour, Max walked out of the war temple, his brows furrowed just like other people coming out.

"It's too much. How can they be so expensive when they are all one-time-use items? Someone commented in frustration.

Just as Alton had said, in formation, artifact, and talisman sections, new items were added. But not only were all of them way too expensive—50,000 for the cheapest among the three, a talisman that, when used, cut off the demons' or anyone else's connection with their core, stopping them from self-destructing—but all of them were one-time-use items.

The cheapest formation was priced at 60,000, while a metal ball, which was a complex artifact, was priced at 55,000, and this was after a fifty percent discount.

The formations had a wide range and could be activated beforehand or when needed, but because they took a little over a second—which was quite fast, but not too fast, as the demons also only needed a few seconds to detonate their core—Max didn't buy it.

He also didn't buy the talisman even though it could be activated almost instantly because he had a nagging feeling the demons might have countermeasures for it. So, instead, he bought the metal ball, or as it was called, Seraph, named after its creator's name. As stated earlier, it was a complex artifact. One only needed to carry it with them, and as long as it had enough mana, it would sense if someone in a hundred meters tried to self-destruct and would activate on its own and stop the core detonation.

Since he had less than 100,000 merits, he could only buy one. Just as he was about to leave, a voice stopped him.

"Sir Overlord, please wait."

"Hmm?" Max turned around and saw a white-haired old man, who was nearing the peak of the Four Star realm, running toward him. Since he only told his new nickname, "Overlord," to the first group he saved from the demons' core detonation, he knew this old man should be from that group, but he didn't remember seeing him.

The old man gave him a respectful bow before introducing himself, "Sir Overlord, I'm Juan Ming, the patriarch of the Ming family."

"Ming family?" Max immediately remembered little Ruo, and his expression turned cold. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The old man shivered and hastily apologized, "I'm deeply sorry for that descendant of mine's behavior."

"What about little Ruo? Aren't you sorry for abandoning her?" Max asked, his tone cold.

The message was from Martha.

[All the Green Leaf's neighboring kingdoms had fallen.]

For a brief moment, the thought that if he hadn't asked Juan about those Five Star mages, this wouldn't have happened appeared in his mind.

Noticing his expression, Juan asked, "What happened, sir Overlord?"

"The nearby kingdoms fell." Max answered. Then he turned around and said, "Don't die. Even though little Ruo has no familial feelings for you, she might be sad if she finds out her grandfather died."

Juan snapped out of his daze that he fell into after hearing the news and hurriedly said, "Yes, Overlord. I'll do my best to survive."

'It didn't go as bad as I thought it would.' He thought, his gaze flickering.

...

Max was worried that now that the other kingdoms had fallen, the Green Leaf would face more pressure and sent Wyomin a message regarding it.

[There is no need for you to worry about it.] This was the response he received. He wanted to ask her to explain the situation, but knowing she most likely wouldn't, he did not and went to Martha's formation house.

...

Unlike what Max might expect, the demons weren't celebrating the news about the other kingdoms; instead, the entire demon city was silent.

Inside the main building, the main hall was thick with tension as Yshoy, Vigil, and other demon emperors wore heavy expressions.

After a while, Vigil sighed, "Human alliance, how ruthless!"