Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master novel Chapter 1838

"Wow, you actually did it! Being able to bring the human army here is definitely nothing to scoff at." On the other side, Valeria listened attentively to the conversation. As soon as Gilbert left, she shot Rocky with an exaggerated expression.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained!" Rocky smiled at her in response.

"Doesn't it frighten you that your identity might get revealed?" This was what worried her the most.

"If I'm afraid, then I won't come back here at all," Rocky said with a shrug and smiled confidently.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" With frail and feeble in her eyes, Valeria asked Rocky.

"The leader of the Flower Fief is such a wary person. I'm afraid that she might reject my offer. I hope you can send her a message indicating that it was your idea and not mine," Rocky said after much thought.

"So you're asking me to lie to my adoptive mother?" Valeria frowned.

"But it's only a white lie. Of course, it's up to you if you'll expose the truth to her," Rocky deliberately said.

Now that Valeria was the wife of the Godly Genius of the Ghost Fief, she was more than aware that if something bad happened to him, her name would also be involved.

"Sure, I'll help as long as you stay cautious!"

Valeria didn't know what was wrong with her, as she didn't care much about herself rather she was only and duly infatuated with Rocky whenever he was in front of her!

Two days after, Gilbert returned and summoned Rocky and Valeria for a discussion.

"An agreement has already been made with the leader of the Blood Fief, and they are willing to attack the Primitive Fief together with us. Though there were harsh conditions presented, I still agreed because I know that the Blood Fief won't survive when the time comes to fulfill our promise." Gilbert told them the success of him being able to persuade the leader of the Blood Fief.

"When are you going to take action, sir?" Rocky asked with much eagerness coming from his voice.

"It might take three days before we are capable of sending the army out," Gilbert said.

"Okay then, I will inform my friend to get prepared too," Rocky said with a nod.

"Keep in mind that the Ghost Fief will be the target of public criticism if this plan does not turn out the way we want it to be!" With fierce strength, Gilbert warned each and every one of them.

"Sir, you don't need to worry. I promise you that this will bring the most bountiful rewards you have ever laid your eyes upon!" Rocky promised confidently.

After three days of preparation, the Ghost Fief summoned an army led by Vivian and joined with the Blood Fief's army. After that, the combined forces went straight to the Primitive Fief.

Simultaneously, Rocky returned to the border of the Shura Race's territory and led the independent army to attack the Blood Fief through the border's gap.

Within three days, the independent army managed to bring down three cities within the fief.

As the three cities of the Blood Fief were violently taken down, the Blood Fief's leader could only scratch his head at wonderment how the human race came out of nowhere and infiltrated his territory.

Currently, the main army of the Blood Fief was focusing on taking down the Primitive Fief. It would be foolish for them to call the troops back now during such a crucial fight. He was left with the only choice of mobilizing the garrison of other cities back in his fief and hope it would be enough to stop the rampaging enemies.

However, the independent army came prepared for anything while the garrison was taken by surprise. The defending army tried with all their might to defend, but they eventually succumbed to the might of their opponent.

Not long after the uneven fight, the independent army who was well equipped went over to the main city where the leader of the Blood Fief resided.

The forces within the city had been reduced to thirty thousand since most of their troops were sent off to fight the other war.

"Sir, the human army is now ready to attack the capital at any moment!" a Spiritual Emperor clothed in a purple robe reported to their leader hurriedly.

"So soon?" The leader was caught blindsided by the news. He didn't expect that the opponent would reach the capital in a flash.

"How many soldiers do we have now?" the leader asked with sweat dripping down his face.

"Thirty thousand," the Spiritual Emperor in a purple robe bluntly replied.

"That's it? Only thirty thousand?" He couldn't help but repeat in disbelief as his eyes grew wide open.

"Sir, you have dispatched the rest to attack the Primitive Fief," the purple-robed Spiritual Emperor reminded with a bitter face.

The leader's face darkened as he realized something was up. Was it a mere coincidence that the human army attacked them the moment they sent most of their troops to war against the Primitive Fief?