Chapter 1262 - 568: I Will Liberate the Mist Mountain Range!

Chapter 1262: Chapter 568: I Will Liberate the Mist Mountain Range!

At most, they would only send out a Heroic Spirit at the Legendary Peak, not just to die in vain, but simply to probe the truth.

And everything was basically within Herbert’s calculations.

The only unforeseeable slip was not expecting that the one to probe would be so impulsive.

Due to Gall’s own thoughts, he failed to restrain his emotions and took the initiative to launch a destructive strike, thereby exposing himself.

One can only say, truly worthy of a Warrior.

Never failing to disappoint in the aspect of mindlessness.

["...Hmm, I understand the situation. You’ve done well. You’ll be properly rewarded afterward."]

After hearing Sofia’s report with an implicit intention of seeking credit, Herbert praised her with a smile and promised her a deserved "reward."

"Thank you, my Lord!"

Sofia’s face was tinged with blush as she excitedly swayed her tail, instinctively bowing slightly to show her respect, even though Herbert was not present before her.

["By the way, Sofia, do you still remember when you urged me earlier to capture that Heroic Spirit Legion quickly?"]

"I remember."

Sofia didn’t understand Herbert’s motive in bringing this up, so she honestly replied:

"My Lord, that was just a minor suggestion without any special meaning."

"Later, I also understood Elda’s current situation, knowing that at that time it was not suitable to advance too early, lacking an appropriate moment."

Although she had lost her memory, her instinct to grasp combat timing remained, understanding that the sooner preparations are made, the better.

Once the Heroic Spirit Legion becomes alert, setting up a Defense Array like Elda, the difficulty of the assault will increase greatly.

While the suggestion was strategically sound, it had unavoidable limitations.

Sofia overlooked one point: Elda did not have sufficiently powerful high-end forces at that time, inadequate to impact the Heroic Spirit Legion.

"You mean..."

Herbert interrupted Miss Centaur’s wild guesses, laughed, and said: ["No, don’t be nervous. I’m not criticizing you. Just remember that. I merely want to ask you a question."]

Intent gently flowed from the mirror, glided into Sofia’s ear.

["Sofia, if the moment you’ve been waiting for all along has now arrived..."]

He whispered softly, using a strange tone, playfully asked: ["How would you act?"]

!!?

...

...

"Uh, huff-mao, this, this uh..."

From the treetop, Tata watched the entertaining scene, rubbed its nose, blinked, hesitated for quite a while, and finally couldn’t help but lament:

"What a hasty handling method!"

Gone, left?

Just killed like that?

It couldn’t understand why Sofia left so quickly, as though something urgent couldn’t be ignored.

Even I know, faced with such an enemy, you can’t kill them with one punch!

You need to ask where the rest are!

If you don’t kill them all in one go, they’ll come to harass one by one afterward, very annoying!

Demigod Squirrel expressed its lack of understanding!

Can’t make sense of it, huff-mao!

It couldn’t comprehend, even expressed doubt, whereas some simply chose to believe.

And after Sofia’s departure, the remaining Heroic Spirits glanced at each other.

"..."

They silently nodded at each other.

Although they didn’t quite understand Lady Sofia’s order, they perfectly executed the command.

One Heroic Spirit stepped forward, pressing down on Gall’s shoulder, exposing the gap between his helmet and body, while another lifted the huge War Axe high, its sharp blade reflecting a cold light.

"You..."

Gall’s eyes finally glimmered with disbelief.

Not until this moment did he truly understand, these Heroic Spirits before him were no longer the "comrades" of his memory.

They all betrayed, abandoned the reverence for my Lord, turned to other Divine.

Changed, all changed, become so unfamiliar, so... terrifying.

"You will regret..."

His final words remained unfinished.

The War Axe fell with a piercing sound of breaking through the air!

Ka.

No metal clash sound, only a strange, muffled thud as if cutting through energy streams.

The head rolled off the neck.

The Soul Fire in Gall’s eyes, like a candle in the wind, instantly extinguished completely.

His Spirit Body began to rapidly disintegrate, turning into countless scattered light points.

In the end, only an empty suit of heavy armor and a heroic core covered with fine cracks were left on the spot.

This core no longer had its previous ferocity and heat; instead, it exuded a sense of deathly silence and coldness.

The executing heroic spirit bent down to pick up the core, cradling it in both hands, and turned to walk towards Elda’s Heroic Spirit Pool.

Gall was dead.

But not completely.

Once the Heroic Spirit Pool cleanses everything, thoroughly washing away his lingering emotions and memories, he will be reborn anew.

Then, he will no longer be one to choose a despicable sneak attack, but will become a brand new warrior.

To fight for Lord Herbert!

To save the lost lambs!

To...

liberate the Mist Mountain Range!

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Just as the legendary warrior of the Heroic Spirit Legion died due to his own carelessness, a significant event occurred at the Mist Monastery.

On this day, the most famous newcomer of recent times, Godslayer Herbert, openly proposed a very radical proposal.

"For so many years, we have always been stationed at the outermost edge of the Mist Mountain Range."

"No matter how the outside world changes, our mission never changes. We silently stand on the frontline of the Divine Forbidden Area, holding fast and protecting."

"This is worthy of respect and gratitude from all mortals; I am proud to be a member of the Monastery."

Herbert loudly asked all the cultivators in the Monastery: "But why? Why can we only hold the edge forever? Why are we just waiting here, quietly suppressing?"

"The chaos of the gods is imminent, an era destined to be filled with blood and fire is coming, should we continue to wait here?"

"No! The world needs us to protect it; mortals need us!"

"Why can’t we take the initiative and eliminate the source of it all?"

He angrily questioned and shouted unwillingly.

"We all know that the source of everything is deep within the Mist Mountain Range. As long as we can destroy it, our millennia-old destiny can finally be freed."

"And we can have more power to resist the upcoming troubled times!"

"Everyone, join me in taking action!"

"It’s time to free ourselves from this prison of mission and save more innocent people!"

Herbert actually proposed to take the offensive on the Mist Mountain Range!

He wants to sound the horn of counterattack.

He aims to liberate that forbidden land regarded by the gods as taboo.

Return it to freedom!

Purify this stained and twisted land of sin, restoring it to its original state.

And also return us to freedom!

When the Forbidden Area is destroyed, those who guard it will no longer be needed.

If anyone else had suggested this, the cultivators would have thought it absurd and not taken it seriously.

But the person making the suggestion was Herbert, a figure who had created countless miracles.

In the hearts of the cultivators, a certain degree of wavering was unavoidable.

Maybe this can really be done?

But unfortunately.

After several days of intense discussion by the three Cardinals, the shocking proposal, though supported by the Chief Judge, was opposed by the Knight Commander and the Guardian.

In the end, with two votes against one, the three Cardinals rejected Herbert’s proposal.

Although the cultivators, who had held some expectation in their hearts, were disappointed, they also understood the concerns of the Knight Commander and the others.

This suggestion wasn’t without thought by anyone before, but after analyzing the pros and cons, it was silently forgotten.

The Mist Mountain Range is truly a Divine Forbidden Area, something even the Divine Spirits dread. For mortals like them, rashly intruding would be too dangerous.

Not to mention, the unknown "source" within, whose power is a mystery.

Relying on passion alone to venture in is simply unrealistic.

Though Herbert, who made the proposal, expressed regret several times, hoping they would reconsider, things ended here, and the matter had to be set aside.

But Herbert did not give up; instead, he declared that he would continue to try.

But these cultivators kept in the dark were unaware.

This rejected result—was exactly what Herbert had hoped for.

Upon receiving the "disapproval" decision directly from Ophidia, Herbert, though appearing seriously disappointed, subtly curled his lips in a hidden smile, thinking to himself:

"Hehe, just what I wanted—the Monastery to reject it~"

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