For a god-tier sword practitioner to die of serious injuries, it went to show how ridiculously powerful his enemy must be. That opponent must surely be a god-tier too!
“Many forces have been keeping an eye on the sword tomb ever since its inception, and now the sword coercion surrounding it is slowly fading. We must quickly take the lead before it completely dissipates.”
“The briefing is over. Let’s start the combat assignment.”
Elder Whitmore turned off the projection behind him, took a sip of water, and continued, “I, the alliance master, Philip, and Mr. Carter Marsden sent by the royal family will form the first team. We’ll be located in the center of the main troops to conduct the battlefield command…”
“The second team…”
Philip did not pay attention to the details but narrowed his eyes at the man sitting opposite him.
He was wearing a tight-fitting silver combat uniform with a metallic luster, looking extraordinary at first glance. His face was quite handsome too.
When he realized that Philip was staring at him, Carter smiled, and his gaze sharpened.
Seeing that the other party had a certain degree of hostility toward him, Philip did not back down and stared back at him with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes.
“This is the end of the combat meeting. Everyone will gather in the central square this afternoon. Bring your equipment along, and the consumables will be provided by the alliance.”
Elder Whitmore placed his hands on the table and said to everyone.
Everyone quickly left, except for the four members of the first team.
“I’m tired.” Elder Whitmore was first to break the awkward silence.
Claire looked back and forth between Philip and Carter, who were staring daggers at each other.
She whispered, “Are you going to fight it out?”
Hearing Claire’s nonchalance, Philip rolled his eyes at her and said, “I’m not interested in fighting a boy toy.”
Carter slapped the table and stood up while shouting, “Who are you talking about, you low-class citizen?! Claire and I are childhood sweethearts. If you dare harbor any thoughts about her, I’ll skin you alive and break every bone in your body!”
“Oh? What thoughts should I harbor about her?” Philip propped his chin on his fists and said with a cheeky smile.
Next to him, Claire went red as she called Philip a creep under her breath.
“You! How dare you?!”
Seven rays of light glowed behind Carter’s body.
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