radicalducati Chapter 127 Conceals a Mystery
Chapter 127 Conceals a Mystery
Chapter 127 Conceals a Mystery
After reporting to Antona, Suk exited the virtual universe and returned to reality. He then left the spaceship with Elo and the others, finding a place not too far from the dark red metal treasure chest to hide and wait for the rendezvous team Antona had mentioned.
Suk gazed into the distance, lost in thought. "Those two sides must be locked in fierce combat by now."
Suk was right; the Jialan Royal Court and the Seven Alliances of Doomsday Blade had practically beaten their brains out.
Other places were alright, but in Poison Dragon Abyss, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood.
However, this situation did not last long. With the arrival of a message, the fighting between the two sides temporarily ceased.
"Nine treasure chests, eight of them are coded, only one chest contains the real treasure, but it cannot be opened by force or it will explode from the inside?" Both sides who received this news could not believe their ears.
On the side of the Jialan Imperial Court's allied forces, the girl in white frowned deeply. "According to news from various places, apart from Poison Dragon Abyss..."
We've already captured four treasure chests, the other side has three, and there's still one that's contested, but the ones on the outer perimeter seem to be coded, and the one containing the Poison Dragon Abyss treasure is...
"This is difficult. Even if we continue to fight for it and manage to defeat them, we might not be able to get the password. They could easily destroy the chip containing the password beforehand, making all our efforts futile." At this point, the girl in white realized that no one could keep the treasure for themselves.
In the end, if they fight to the bitter end, it will only result in mutual destruction, and neither side will benefit.
Now that things have come to this point, it's no longer up to them to make a decision; let's leave it to the big shots at the top.
Suk and his companions had nothing yet. After handing the dark red treasure chest to the Doomblade Alliance team that came to receive it, they returned to their camp together.
They were all taken aback when they saw the chaotic scene surrounding the camp.
Although the body of the house had been cleared away, due to the short time elapsed, some remains remained in the corners, with bloodstains and fragments of broken weapons and armor everywhere, demonstrating the ferocity of the battle.
"I wonder how many people died here before," Suk and the others said with emotion.
"Lord Yamaha wishes to see you. Please follow me," a Star-level adventurer said to them, his tone tinged with envy.
Suk and his group had previously obtained a dark red treasure chest, which significantly increased their bargaining power in the negotiations with the Doomsday Blade Alliance.
It's obvious that whoever gets the most treasure chests will have an advantage in this negotiation, but not by much. After all, even if you get eight treasure chests, you can't open the real treasure chest if you lose one. This situation leaves all parties helpless, causing them to lose the will to continue fighting and switch to more rational negotiations.
Both sides returned to Poison Dragon Abyss, temporarily ceasing hostilities and standing in a stalemate. The treasure chest that had fallen into the abyss remained untouched by either side, still floating there, and it was confirmed that it contained the real treasure.
Suk and his group met Yamaha, the commander of Doomsday Blade's side, at the base camp. Yamaha was said to be an elite among the younger generation of Doomsday Blade who had entered the Crimson Dragon World to participate in the trainee mercenary assessment. He was also a man of considerable background. He was a lean and burly young man with short black-purple hair, a black horn on his forehead, and wore black scale armor. His slightly reddened eyes radiated a cold, sharp light like a blade.
"Lord Yamaha." Suk and the others bowed respectfully.
The young man with the black horn glanced at them and nodded slightly. "You did well this time. I heard you were under Lady Andona's command. This time, Lady Andona secured a lot of benefits for you. Go back and rest well. You won't need to fight anymore."
The young man in the black corner spoke casually, and Suk and the others had no objections; avoiding a fight was certainly a good thing.
After leaving the place where the black-horned youth was, Saki looked around and sighed, "It seems that none of the parties have the will to fight. This treasure battle should be over soon. I just wonder how the treasure will be distributed."
"Why are you so nosy? How we distribute the money is none of our business," Suk said.
Saki muttered, "Everyone says that the appearance of the treasures in the Crimson Dragon World this time was arranged by the creator of the Crimson Dragon World. Why do you think he would do this? Is it for fun?" He was still somewhat unwilling.
Suk said calmly, "Who knows? You'd have to ask that person from the Crimson Dragon World back then."
Saki scratched his head. "Hundreds of millions of years have passed. Even if the master of the Crimson Dragon World is a world lord, he should be dead by now."
In the virtual universe, above the Floating Cloud Continent, in a floating city, stands a magnificent, crimson palace radiating endless heat and shrouded in flames that seem both real and unreal. Two Realm Lords and a group of Domain Lords guard the palace's entrance, while inside, the vast palace is filled with an eerie red light emanating from the floor, pillars, and walls. On a tall and imposing throne sits a burly figure covered in crimson scales, whose fiery red eyes seem capable of burning the entire world.
"Lord Commander, this is the current intelligence report on the Crimson Dragon World." The two powerful figures below reported respectfully. The figure on the throne tapped the armrest lightly with the fingers of his scale-armored gloves, the crisp sound echoing in the silent and vast palace.
"So, all parties in the Jialan Empire have calmed down and are now preparing to negotiate and divide the treasures?" The powerful figure above spoke in a calm voice, yet it carried an undeniable aura of authority.
"Yes, sir," an elderly man with green vines wrapped around his body and a vibrant green leaf mark between his brows said respectfully. "And according to the intelligence, the final result will probably be a draw between the two sides."
"A split?" The Crimson Dragon Army Commander rubbed his chin with one hand and chuckled. "Although the official Jialan Empire has three immortal gods, those seven civilian organizations are not to be underestimated. I know some of their predecessors. The stalemate between the two sides—this outcome is not unexpected."
Upon hearing this, the two subordinates exchanged a glance, and one of the stronger men couldn't help but ask, "Sir, I'm curious..."
"Are those treasures from the Crimson Dragon World really what you left behind back then?" Based on his understanding of this person's character, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing.
"Oh?" The Crimson Dragon Army Commander glanced at his subordinates below with a faint wary look. "I placed it there, but the treasure is not mine."
"Isn't it yours, sir?" Both subordinates were wrong.
"It's not mine—." The Crimson Dragon Army Chief's voice gradually lowered, and the scene from back then reappeared before his eyes.
Two people facing each other across the void on that dazzling planet.
At the time, this battle was being followed by many people even in the Liuyun Universe Kingdom.
"Red Dragon, after this battle, only one of us will survive."
"Whoever survives, fulfill the other's last wish."
"Jiuyan, is this your last wish?" The Crimson Dragon Army Commander sighed inwardly as he thought of that difficult and bloody battle and that admirable opponent.
"I think I understand what you want to do."