Chapter 139: Chapter 139

Butcher Maxwell felt something was wrong. As he hesitated, the Ghost Knight leader lightly extended his foot and kicked him off the horse. Maxwell rolled to the feet of the Lord of the Skeleton Sea. The big boss was really angry; it’s better for fellow disciples to die than to be a poor victim.

Maxwell raised his head and saw the Lord of the Skeleton Sea spitting a ghostly flame towards him. He cried out as the flames enveloped him, causing him to yell in pain. However, his aura shot up from the second level to the third level once again.

When the ghost flames dissipated, Maxwell’s beard and chest hair were twisted and entangled, and wisps of smoke rose from his body...

"Now that’s what a deputy leader should look like!" the Lord of the Skeleton Sea waved his hand: "Let’s go!"

He clearly felt the envoy of the honored Lord just glanced at them. It seemed to be approving of his ability to handle things. The Lord of the Skeleton Sea felt pleased and led the knights towards the direction of the paper figurines, rumbling onwards.

Little did he know that the glance was from Owen Bertram watching through Little Loach’s eyes, and he was almost envious of the knights’ fast elevation in power!

As it turned out, as long as they followed the right big brother, leveling up was so much easier!

These knights had no achievements, but just because the big boss needed them to maintain order, they could increase their level greatly. Especially Maxwell who had inexplicably improved by two levels.

Looking at himself, he had been pampering his younger brother all day, trying every means to reach the Second Level...

He forgot to consider the Four Kings of Souls who had followed an "Honored Lord" and almost bet their whole fortune just to get a pointer. The honored Lord was very efficient in using them, but their instruction was only a vague sentence that they had to comprehend on their own!

The squad of ghost knights galloped under the night sky, with the Lord of the Skeleton Sea hidden behind them. Their speed was incredibly fast, and they arrived outside Quinn Base in less than half a shichen (1 hour).

Such a huge movement alerted the temporary outpost officers. Looking outside under the moonlight and then hiding their heads back into the darkness, they felt scared.

Oh my God, nearly scared to death! Ghost knights! Two at the third level and the rest at the second level. Are they here to wipe out the Prescott Group?

They can’t see me, they can’t see me... By chanting this mantra in their hearts, they could make themselves invisible!

The team of ghost knights roared through the base of Quinn Hill and plunged into the nearby woods.

Following close behind, it seemed as if countless ghost soldiers were fighting each other. The night sky was filled with the sounds of ghosts howling, and the woods were filled with faint green light, flames, and illusions.

From the cave outside of Extinct Village, an underling suddenly woke up and lost his voice, "Mountain Master, my Sword-Paperman has been attacked! Is this...the passing of ghost soldiers?!"

In the woods, ghost knights charged at the merchant team. Maxwell and the other ghost beings found the sight of the paper figurines extremely annoying. Such teams would directly engage in combat without any need for provocation.

Maxwell roared and swung his machete, splitting a paper figurine in half with one blow, shattering the sword aura inside it.

"These aren’t ghosts; why are you using paper figurines? They’re irritating to look at! Bah!"

Mountain Master’s underling was a third-level powerhouse, and the underlings’ Sword-Papermen had second-level power – there were around twenty of them.

A team would be equivalent to a medium-sized sect in Waves Prefecture. That was why Mountain Master and his men were confident in using such a team to monitor the Prescott Group at Quinn Base. If the Prescott Group sent troops to rescue Extinct Village, this team could be capable of wiping out the entire group!

However, facing the ghost knights, they were completely outmatched, with not only lower average strength but also fewer numbers.

Whether it was Sword-Papermen or ghost knights, facing cultivators of the same level, they would surely be defeated. Even three-on-one or five-on-one might not guarantee victory.

But comparing the two, the ghost knights were naturally a better choice.

The outpost officers on the temporary camp saw the battle below the woods as if it were an earth-shaking, thrilling scene. But in reality, the battle ended quickly. The ghost knights charged twice, and the paper figures were all shattered. The sword auras hidden within them damaged the surrounding trees and flowers.

When the ghost knights finished cleaning up, the Lord of the Skeleton Sea emerged.

As soon as the gigantic skeleton body appeared, even without it being reported to the outpost, those in the Prescott Group, like Matthew, were already alerted. When he caught sight of it, he shivered in fear: That ghost being...I’ve seen it before!

Back in Extinct Village, when he followed York Gordon to search for Dandelion Killer and eventually tried to snatch it, there was such a ghost being!

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea inspected the battlefield and noticed the peculiar sword auras. After hesitating for a moment, he ordered, "Withdraw."

The ghost knights followed the Lord of the Skeleton Sea and galloped back with a deafening rumble.

Matthew and all the outpost officers breathed a sigh of relief. Lord Prescott instructed, "Send a few people to check the situation."

The selected officers hesitated and took an hour to reach the battlefield. When the news came back, Matthew and the members of the Horizon Bureau had strange expressions on their faces: There’s something off about the merchant team in the woods; those ghosts seem to be here to help us deal with the problem?

Matthew went back to his tent, thinking about the situation, but still felt uneasy: I just arrived in Jaafar County, and why is there such a strange team targeting me? And why was I mysteriously saved by a group of ghost beings?

He hurriedly took out the Jade Communication Talisman and contacted his dependable backing, revered Lord York Gordon.

At this late hour, as soon as the communication talisman connected, he was scolded by York Gordon.

After Gordon vented his anger, Matthew cautiously explained what had happened. At first, Gordon was also full of doubts, but when Matthew talked about the Lord of the Skeleton Sea, Gordon let out a long "Oh" and became completely unconcerned.

"It’s Mr. Bertram who saved you."

Matthew was shocked, "You mean...Mr. Bertram?"

"Who else could it be? That enormous ghost skeleton is one of Mr. Bertram’s subordinates."

"Subordinate?! One of them?!" When Matthew came, Gordon had asked him to do a few things but didn’t speak directly. Now he was directly telling him that those powerful ghost beings were all Mr. Bertram’s subordinates. Matthew was petrified on the spot.

"You just need to know this, but don’t talk about it randomly or make it clear in front of Mr. Bertram," Gordon warned. "Sending you there is an opportunity for you. Make the most of it. Understand?"

"Understood!" Matthew immediately replied. As long as he served the hidden boss well, his future prospects would be boundless!

"Alright, sleep peacefully. No matter who is watching you secretly, Mr. Bertram clearly knows about it. Everything is under his control, so you can be assured."