Lawrence burst into hearty laughter. He hadn’t felt this happy in his entire life.
“You did well. At least, you didn’t disappoint me,” he said.
Kayla snorted softly, though her thoughts wandered. She wondered if she should keep sleeping with Ashton. After all, it had felt pretty good.
“It’ll get even better later,” Ashton said with a grin.
“Huh?”
Her face flushed red, and her heart began to race.
At that moment, Leona and Faye walked over despite their injuries. When they sensed the divine realm aura radiating from Ashton, both women looked visibly impressed. The way they looked at him carried a faint, teasing warmth.
“If you two hadn’t held Cassian off for a while, I wouldn’t have been able to break through into the divine realm. When we get back, I’ll treat your injuries.”
He then turned toward Lawrence and said, “Let’s go.”
The smile on Ashton’s face gradually faded. His perception had already detected subtle changes in the atmosphere around Terminus Cliff.
A large number of powerful figures were rapidly approaching the area, and the previously frenzied crowd was being forced to disperse.
Experts from forces such as the Empyrean Sentinel and Dominion Vanguard had already begun releasing cold killing intent, waiting like predators preparing to strike. The tension in the air stirred a deep unease within him.
Lawrence nodded in agreement. “All right. Let’s go.”
Supported by Kayla, he tightened his grip on the Sovereign Silver Spear while a dark glimmer flashed in his eyes.
Moments later, he led Ashton and the others away while the legionnaires followed closely behind. Their goal was to leave Terminus Cliff and return to Javonbury, and their pace gradually quickened.
Neil silently prayed that nothing unexpected would happen. He knew very well why Lawrence had drawn the Sovereign Silver Spear this time. If a conflict could be avoided, that would be the best possible outcome. Otherwise, he feared Lawrence’s body might not endure what would follow.
At that moment, a voice called out.
“Mr. Clarkson Senior, Ashton, please wait.”
Jaden, Thomas, Micah, and Gavin moved almost simultaneously as if they had already reached an agreement. Their figures flashed forward, forming a human barrier that blocked Lawrence, Ashton, and the rest of the group.
Killing intent flowed outward from them, locking firmly into Lawrence and Ashton.
In an instant, layers of murderous pressure collided in the air, and sparks of violent energy crackled between them.
Several experts from different factions who hadn’t yet been evacuated stared in shock as the situation unfolded. When they looked down the mountainside and saw countless powerful figures rushing toward Terminus Cliff, a chill ran down their spines, and a deep sense of dread settled in their hearts.
“What are Jaden and the others doing? Why are they blocking Mr. Gray and Mr. Clarkson Senior?”
“I have a bad feeling about this. They wouldn’t be reckless enough to do something like this, would they? Lawrence is the head
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of the Legion and one of the top commanders. What exactly are they planning?”
“It looks like someone wants Ashton and Lawrence dead. They also don’t want the Legion to have any chance of rising again. These factions may be preparing to take a desperate gamble.”
“Are you saying they plan to keep Ashton and Lawrence here at Terminus Cliff forever?”
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