The Rise of the Black Plain

"What?" both the crown prince and the men in his office shouted in astonishment.

And how could they not do that? Bond was a Spiritual Saint who was in the northern region of the Central Continent, watching Minos' movements.

So, how could someone at level 70 die in that barren region? That was simply absurd. And for that, they were shocked, wide-eyed.

The crown prince then asked. "Bond... Is Bond dead? Are you serious?"

The old man who brought this news trembled but successfully showed Abe Vogel the Bond soul lamp. "Your Highness, before Mr. Bond's soul lamp went out, it flashed in black color for 10 seconds."

"What? Only that?" The strongest Spiritual Saint there asked in shock.

The soul lamp, having blinked in black color for only 10 seconds, could only mean one thing. After being seriously injured, Bond was killed with a single movement.

What did this mean? Well, that the enemy was much stronger than he was!

The battle had been swift, and after the first fatal blow, it was all over in a matter of seconds.

Considering this, that royal guard was even more shocked to learn that Bond had been killed by someone stronger than him...

"Your Highness, that means there is a Spiritual Saint in the northern region at least at level 71!" This royal guard said, sure of his intuition.

"That is unacceptable!" Abe brandished in anger.

Unfortunately for him, a criminal could not seek justice when he became the victim...

In that case, seeking the Spiritual Church was out of the question for them!

"Leo! Leo!" He shouted to other men there, "Go immediately and find out what happened."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"But don't do anything if you find out the truth. Just send me a notification!" Abe said as he was green with anger.

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Meanwhile, back on the Black Plain...

After the previous incident, Minos joined his wives and walked through two camps where battles were still ongoing.

He skillfully fought many people in these places, single-handedly having eliminated almost half of the invaders who were still alive in those areas.

Due to his action, his allies and vassals fighting in those two enemy camps could finish their work early and run to other locations. Thus, they joined the rest of the Black Plain attack troops, accelerating Minos' plans for this fateful day.

With that, five hours since it all began, every invader in the camps around the borders with the Black Plain had been killed by Minos' group, this one who lost 50 Spiritual Kings to accomplish that.

At the end of it all, 5th stage soldiers who were in army posts in nearby cities made their way to the battle sites and began the work of cleaning up and gathering resources.

On the other hand, little by little, the Spiritual Emperors and Spiritual Kings of the attack groups returned to their posts from where most of them would return to their places by land.

Only those most injured and in need of urgent care had the opportunity to use the teleportation arrays, which were still costly in this region.

As for Minos and his wives, none of them were seriously injured, so they waited for the wounded soldiers and allies to be sent to Dry City before returning home.

During this waiting time, they talked about everything that had happened since the moment they had been separated before the attacks began. Minos told them about the three Spiritual Emperors he had captured and, of course, explained in detail his encounter with the Spiritual Saint that forced him to use his card up his sleeve.

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Meanwhile, it was already dawn in Dry City, but the headquarters of the Black Plain Army was as active as ever.

Many people were going back and forth from this place, some carrying stretchers to carry the wounded who arrived every few minutes.

At the same time, several doctors from the General Hospital and also from the army were already in the vicinity of the teleportation plaza to do primary care of the wounded.

Only 50 people died, but more than 600 were seriously injured. Because of this, this place was bustling with people coming and going, those who had a connection with the treatment of these wounded that kept arriving.

On the other hand, soldier friends or relatives of the 23 soldiers killed today were also in the surrounding area, mourning their losses while waiting for the bodies of their friends.

Minos had also allowed the teleportation of the corpses of soldiers killed in action, so naturally, some were already there in that place.

Among some of the bodies already in that place, Humbert was kneeling beside the body of his friend, who had a missing arm and a deep cut on the top of his head.

"Dumas..." He murmured in a sad tone, feeling sorry for the end of this fellow who had fought for the Black Plains for over 15 years.

Dumas, level 55, had died fighting for the Black Plain, having killed 56 enemy Spiritual Kings before honorably falling on the battlefield.

Humbert then took that man's ID and remembered this fellow's last moments. 'Don't worry, my friend. I will take care of your daughter as if she were my own!'

After that, he left that place towards Dumas' house, intending to deliver the information to the family of this local hero.

Meanwhile, a red-haired beauty was tapping her feet restlessly as she waited for Minos, nervous about such a delay.

'What happened? Why aren't you here?' ' She felt the cold late night wind hitting her sweaty forehead while her face looked somewhat pale at the moment.

However, as Gloria felt her heart beating restlessly, another group arrived at that place, finally showing her the face she so desperately wanted to see. "Minos!"

Seeing the exhausted look on her man's face and the golden armor red with blood, she felt sick and stumbled as she ran towards him.

Seeing that from afar, Minos unconsciously used his movement technique, appearing in time to hold Gloria's body.

"Gloria!" He called out to her in concern, not understanding how a level 68 Spiritual Emperor could stumble like that.

At the same time, Ruth and Abby ran up to the two, sensing that there was something wrong going on.

"Minos, what took you so long?" Gloria looked into his eyes and smiled, feeling very weak at the moment.

"I'm sorry, dear. So many soldiers got hurt, and I let them come before me. Did I make you wait too long?" He played with her hair and sat down on the floor with her in his arms.

"Just a little bit..." She said as she passed out.

"Gloria! Gloria!" Minos shouted as he gently moved her body.

He then turned to Dillian and worriedly said, "Dillian! Something is wrong with Gloria!"

Gulp!

Ruth and Abby swallowed their saliva without understanding the situation, but the nervousness in Minos' voice was enough for them to feel an ache in their souls.

"Minos... What's going on?" Abby saw Gloria's pale, sweaty face and asked.

Minos said nothing, and when Dillian, who had come with their group, came to their side, he just stared at Gloria's face, worried. 'What's going on? Why did she faint? Was that out of concern for me?'

At this moment, the tumultuous surroundings of a few seconds ago had fallen into a deadly silence in which not even the sounds of breathing could be heard.

Every soldier there, even the wounded, looked at Minos holding Gloria's body while Dillian used his medical techniques to understand the situation.

They could understand that something was wrong because of the apprehension in Minos' tone, so they were all worried now.

'I wonder what's wrong?' Regina, a poison master, assisting the doctors there, looked at Gloria in doubt.

After a few seconds of terrifying silence, a sigh finally broke from Dillian's mouth.

"Sigh..."

"Your Grace, don't worry. She's just tired. Her situation is not worrying..." He took his eyes off Gloria and then smiled at Minos.

Minos did not understand, but before he asked anything, Dillian touched one of his shoulders and happily said. "Congratulations, Your Grace, you will be a father!"

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