Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1274: The Calm Before the Storm

That way, the Crimson Moon Dynasty could focus entirely on dealing with the aliens.

While they were discussing, Valen had already returned to the estate with his three heavily injured guards.

The stench of blood on them was so thick that even from a distance, others could smell it. freёnovelkiss.com

Many of them assumed Valen had slaughtered a large number of humans while he was out.

Only the Scaldriths among them noticed that the blood on him belonged to their own kind.

"What happened to you?" Prince Ignis’Kai stood at the entrance, his face dark as he caught a whiff of the strong, familiar scent.

He looked at his cousin Valen, whose blood-soaked body smelled distinctly of two particular people.

Ignis’Kai’s gaze sharpened. "Did you eat Nontar and the others?"

Valen’s eyes were bloodshot. "Cousin, they were killed by three human cultivators!"

The Scaldriths had a trait that distinguished them from the other three royal alien clans—they consumed their fallen kin.

When a companion died, their body retained residual energy, which could be absorbed through consumption to enhance their strength.

This energy was at its peak immediately after death.

"I remember Nontar and the others were strong. How could mere human cultivators have killed them?" Ignis’Kai’s face darkened.

"They weren’t just ordinary cultivators. They were incredibly strong—especially the one who didn’t even make a move. That one... he might be as powerful as those Grand Elders."

Ignis’Kai suddenly struck the wall beside him.

With a thunderous crash, the wall crumbled into rubble.

"Ignis’Kai, what should we do? I must kill them with my own hands!" Valen’s face twisted with rage.

"Anyone who dares to kill our people won’t get away with it." Ignis’Kai sneered coldly. "Tomorrow’s negotiations with the Crimson Moon Dynasty—I will demand an explanation!"

"And if they refuse to hand them over?"

Valen had a feeling that those three were important figures within the Crimson Moon Dynasty.

Their strength alone made it unlikely that the empire would just hand them over.

"Then we’ll take one life for a planet—millions of humans in exchange for their deaths."

Ignis’Kai’s voice was merciless, as if human lives were nothing more than numbers to be erased.

News of Valen’s defeat at the hands of humans spread quickly to the Solaryx Clan and the Umbrathari Clan as well.

They had already noticed Valen and his subordinates leaving earlier, knowing full well that he wouldn’t just sit back and do nothing.

However, none of them had expected that Valen would be the one to suffer the most.

"Human cultivators... truly mysterious and powerful."

Heliox relayed the news to Prince Sol’Rae, whose gaze deepened upon hearing it.

"Killing Valen’s subordinates, Nontar and the other one... Their rankings within Pleiadian Ascendancy’s faction shouldn’t be low. What terrible luck—they went out and just happened to run into someone that strong." Heliox spoke with schadenfreude.

Even among the royal clans, competition in the higher-dimensional universe was fierce.

Of course, they had no doubt that it was Valen who had provoked the other party first, only to be counterattacked and slain.

In their eyes, humans were the ones who least wanted war with them, so they would never dare to provoke a fight before negotiations even began.

"This also means the place we’re staying in is likely already heavily surrounded," Hassan said rationally.

"They wouldn’t dare attack us. All this is just a waste of effort." Heliox sneered.

Sol’Rae curled his lips into a smirk while glancing toward the Crimson Moon Dynasty royal family’s domain. "Tomorrow, there’s going to be quite a show."

Whether or not the Holy Gate of the Heaven and the Earth would act—it all depended on tomorrow.

...

At dawn, before the sun even rose over the horizon, a faint glimmer of white edged the sky.

Within a ten-mile radius of the embassy and the estate, the crisp morning air felt unusually heavy with tension.

Everyone was on high alert, ready for battle.

"You’ll follow the main delegation to the palace. Kenny and I have another matter to handle. Once we’re done, we’ll meet you there."

Early in the morning, Sharif and General Rafiq knocked on Amalia and Kenny Lin’s door, their expressions grim.

They, too, could sense the strange pressure lingering in the air.

"I’ll have Rafael and Duan Yao go with you. With them around, you won’t be in immediate danger even if something happens."

Last night, Amalia had asked the two to take action, partly to assess their strength and see if they were capable of handling more responsibility.

Fortunately, neither had disappointed her.

After speaking, Amalia took out two divine artifacts and tossed them to Rafael and Duan Yao.

The moment they caught the artifacts, they were shaken to their cores.

These artifacts were far more powerful than anything they had ever encountered.

Even before activating them, they could already feel the sheer oppressive aura they emitted.

If these were just ordinary weapon, they might have devoured them on the spot.

Among Rafiq’s personal guards, several soldiers watched with envious eyes.

They had all served as protectors of Planet Teutonia before.

Some of them had even used such artifacts in the past, so they understood just how formidable these treasures were.

"Thank you, Ms. Amalia!" Both Rafael and Duan Yao were overwhelmed with excitement.

Even if the artifacts weren’t theirs to keep, just being able to wield them for a moment in this lifetime was already an honor.

Before the delegation and envoys from other star systems departed, Amalia and Kenny Lin had already left ahead of them.

The two of them exited through the top-floor window, moving so swiftly and stealthily that even Planet Omicron’s most advanced satellites couldn’t detect their presence.

Amid this eerie calm, an undercurrent of turmoil was brewing—ready to erupt into a storm at any moment.

In the shadows, the Holy Gate of the Heaven and the Earth’s members received their assigned orders from masked figures and moved into their designated hunting positions.

Half an hour later, the motorcades of the eight great star systems departed from the embassy one after another.