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Nathalia’s words lifted Zeba’s spirits, infusing her with newfound hope. When the explosion erupted, their eyes
locked and at that moment, Zeba believed that Nathalia was destined to meet his demise. Yet here he stood before
her, clad in fresh attire, unscathed. A gust of wind emanated from his clenched fist, a testament to the strength
that firmly supported his body. His power surpassed her own by more than a realm.
In Zeba’s estimation, Nathalia’s strength paled in comparison to that of a true hero. However, the remarkable
aspect was that Nathalia was merely twenty-eight years old! Meanwhile, Morgana, the hero, had already lived for
four centuries! If this trend persisted, Nathalia would soon catch up!
Contemplating this realization, a tinge of regret overcame her. According to her calculations, she had a little over
two years left to live. Witnessing Nathalia’s strength surpassing Morgana’s in such a short span of time would likely
remain a distant dream.
Unbeknownst to Zeba, Nathalia was oblivious to her inner musings.
Together with Maria, he escorted the injured Zeba to the awaiting helicopter.
The light helicopter accommodated only two seats and Nathalia couldn’t be completely at ease leaving Zeba alone.
Thus, he dispatched Maria back to the villa and requested that Don Albert bring another helicopter. Nathalia
personally accompanied Zeba on the second helicopter, guiding her back to the mountain villa.
With less than half an hour before dawn, Nathalia commanded Don Albert to maintain Martial Law throughout Elys
Champs. Then, he led Zeba into the villa.
Inside the villa, Maria awaited their arrival. Nathalia guided both women to the basement, where he arranged a
comfortable sofa for the injured Zeba. Seated opposite her, he positioned himself beside Maria.
After settling down, Nathalia inquired, “Zeba, why did you come to Aurous Hill?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZeba truthfully replied, “Mr. Wade, I was initially dispatched to the Far East to locate Miss Clark. However, a few
days ago, Morgana ordered me to come to Aurous Hill and spy on Gideon. I rushed here overnight.”
Curiosity piqued, Nathalia pressed further, “Why did Morgana task you with spying on Gideon?”
Zeba explained, “She suspects that Gideon has ulterior motives. Morgana knows he possesses at least two magical
artifacts, yet he withheld that information from her, claiming to have acquired only one.”
With a hint of frustration, Zeba continued, “She discovered that Gideon’s movements led him from Antique Street
to the mountains. Furthermore, she monitored Aurous Hill’s internet activity and learned of a violent thunderstorm
occurring on the very mountain Gideon visited…”
“The Aurous Hill Meteorological Department even issued an early warning. Morgana believes this event is
connected to the magical artifact Gideon acquired. However, Gideon only informed her about a ring. I speculate
that Morgana deduced Gideon’s involvement when he used the magical artifact you sold him, Mr. Wade. Gideon
deliberately concealed the true extent of the artifact’s power to arouse Morgana’s suspicion.”
Nathalia frowned, remarking, “Morgana is truly keeping up with the times. Not only does she track your
movements, but she also uses the internet to gather information and aid her judgment.”
Zeba nodded, confirming his observation. “Morgana stays ahead of current trends. She possesses her own satellite
communication system and has developed encrypted communication software. To preserve her anonymity and
gender, she even employs a voice changer to obscure her audio during communications. As far as I know, she
frequently utilizes the internet, keeping a close eye on major platforms.”
Nathalia acknowledged her words and inquired further, “So, how did Morgana obtain your movement details?”
Zeba produced her severely damaged cell phone, explaining, “This is a specially designed mobile phone provided
by the Warriors Den. It possesses real-time tracking capabilities, transmitting our coordinates to a server.”
Nathalia’s eyes widened in amazement. He chuckled and remarked, “Tonight, Morgana must be at her wit’s end.
Shortly after Gideon arrived at Willow Estates, I blocked all signals in that area, causing both Marshals to vanish
simultaneously. She must be tossing and turning in bed.”
Zeba nodded, saying, “Indeed, my phone lost all signal as well. I imagine Morgana is incredibly anxious. Given her
personality, she will dispatch someone to Aurous Hill to gather information as swiftly as possible.”
Nathalia smiled mischievously. “Perhaps she’ll send the Fourth Marshal?”
Zeba shook her head, replying, “It’s unlikely. Gideon has been killed and I have disappeared. Three out of the Four
Marshals are gone. I believe Morgana fears Aurous Hill and wouldn’t risk sending Landon.”
Nathalia probed further, “Given her cautious nature, would she come to Aurous Hill herself?”
Zeba firmly denied, “No! Morgana exercises extreme caution and would never personally venture out to resolve
such matters. Besides, she possesses a trump card that has been dormant for a century…”
Nathalia and Maria exchanged surprised glances, their voices merging into one as they eagerly asked, “What trump
card?”
Zeba truthfully revealed, “Beneath the surface, the Four Marshals appear to be the Warriors Den’s most formidable
individuals aside from Morgana. However, above us lies the Presbyterian Council. This
council consists of three elders, all belonging to the Mirren family. They have earned Morgana’s unwavering trust
and have secluded themselves for over a hundred years. Their power far surpasses that of the Four Marshals and
they are on the brink of unlocking the Soul Palace.”
Nathalia’s heart was filled with horror and a deep sigh escaped his lips involuntarily. He had always believed that the
‘Apocalyptic Book’ was a precious cultivation treasure, but now it appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary
practice manual, like a monk reciting ancient verses. If one were to compare the path of martial arts to a cosmic
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmexploration of stars and oceans, then the ‘Apocalyptic Book’ might not have even surpassed the Earth’s boundaries.
Only by unlocking the Soul Palace could one truly venture into outer space and embark on a journey to explore the
vast universe.
Fortunately, the ‘Apocalyptic Book’ holds an exceptionally detailed wealth of knowledge. It explores the mysteries of
Feng Shui, the enigmatic Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes, as well as the intricacies of formations, weapon
crafting and the captivating art of alchemy. It was as if these teachings compensated for Nathalia’s own lack of
cultivation.
Otherwise, with his current strength, he stood no chance against Gideon.
Curiosity burning inside him, Nathalia inquired, “Has Morgana unlocked the Soul Palace?”
Zeba responded without hesitation, “Of course. Morgana is the first to have unlocked the Soul Palace over a
hundred years ago. Her power soared to new heights! Having personally experienced the benefits of unlocking the
Soul Palace, she carefully selected three individuals with the highest aptitude from the Presbyterian Sect. She
assigned them a hundred years of seclusion to focus on unlocking their own Soul Palaces.”
Nathalia pressed further, “Have the three of them succeeded?”
Zeba replied, “It is rumored that they will achieve success within the next decade or two. Morgana has promised us
that once the three elders successfully unlock their Soul Palaces and emerge unscathed,
she will grant the four of us an opportunity for seclusion. During that time, she will teach us the art of unlocking the
Soul Palace. But what we’re waiting for might just be a grand deception…”
As Zeba spoke, her fists clenched tightly, anger burning in her eyes. “Speaking of the Soul Palace technique, Mr.
Wade, there’s something else I must truthfully reveal to you…”
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