The King Of Warriors (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 5032

“Today, I want to extend the warmest welcome to our honored guests,” Nilou announced with a smile.

“We're heading to the Floating Island?” Jemina perked up.

“I figured you'd want to go there, so I arranged everything ahead of time,” Nilou chuckled.

“Ms. Murray, what exactly is this Floating Island?” Jared asked curiously.

“You'll see when we get there. It's absolutely beautiful,” Jemina replied.

They all exited the main hall together, but Nilou paused, surprised to find three women waiting outside. Among them was Jhaelyn, flanked by two women.

To prevent the arrogant Jhaelyn from taking her own life, Jared had sealed off her meridians, rendering her no different from a normal person, unable to self-destruct.

“Who are these three?” Nilou asked, curiosity in her voice.

Once Jemina introduced them, Nilou's eyes burned with fury upon learning that Jhaelyn was Braxton's daughter. Braxton had massacred countless innocents and plundered untold resources from the Caxton Continent. Her rage was more than understandable.

Still, Nilou refrained from acting against Jhaelyn in front of Jared and his group. After all, it was Jared who had captured her, and keeping Jhaelyn alive could be used as leverage against Braxton, deterring any further aggression toward the Caxton Continent.

The group flew toward the Floating Island.

Meanwhile, far away, Braxton arrived with his followers from the Eighth Hall in the demon's region.

In front of a blood-hued city, Braxton halted. This was the domain of Malgor Blight, the King of Hollow City. Braxton glanced at the city walls, where skeleton guards clad in armor kept watch. With a casual wave of his hand, he reduced all those soldiers to dust.

“Who dares make a move in my Hollow City?” a voice thundered.

A brawny Demonic Cultivator emerged atop the city wall, his aura fierce and menacing. Behind him stood thousands of skeleton soldiers, armed with curved blades, their eyes glowing red.

Demonic Cultivators like Malgor thrived on absorbing lethal intent and turning corpses into puppets or refining skeletons into undead soldiers. Even among the demons, Demonic Cultivators kind were considered the lowest of the low.

But desperate times called for unpleasant allies.

Inside the main hall of Hollow City, Braxton didn't hesitate to seat himself at the highest position. Malgor dared not utter a word of protest. He wouldn't dare cross the Celestial Palace.

“Malgor, if you were to launch an attack on the Caxton Continent, do you think you could succeed?” Braxton asked.

With his daughter held hostage by Jared, Braxton couldn't act directly. But having someone else fight on his behalf was a different matter entirely. He had to vent his frustration somehow.

“Mr. Haverford, my Hollow City commands a hundred thousand soldiers, but compared to the vast Caxton Continent, I must admit, we'd be at a disadvantage alone,” Malgor replied diplomatically.

“Then gather allies from the rest of the demon clans. Even the beast race is fair game. When it's over, you can all divide up the resources of the Caxton Continent.” Braxton leaned forward. “Also, I'll give your city one million celestial gems. How about that?”