Below the Dusty Platform.

Pranay Martinez squinted, the wound on his ear slowly healing.

He wasn't particularly fond of forging.

But transferring Skilid City back then demanded a huge price from him.

This well, like a Devil, continually tempts him.

Since making Skilid City disappear, Pranay Martinez has been gradually ensnared by it.

His arms, his legs, and even his ribs…

Were all gradually thrown into this well.

But the rewards were immense.

Time and again, Pranay Martinez turned danger into safety, and his abilities grew stronger.

His ability to leave the body of the Diamond Bear came from the method taught by this well.

Now, with Pruitt Wilde's imminent resurrection, Pranay Martinez urgently needs the reappearance of Skilid City.

There, are his subordinates.

The real Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs, Seventy-Two Earth Devil!

With these people, he is confident he can eliminate those who obstruct him, dominate the world.

Gazing at the calm surface of the well, a trace of worry flickered in Pranay Martinez's eyes.

What does this well want!

What's at the bottom of it?

He once tried to probe it with instruments, but without exception, all failed.

This well seems to appear out of thin air, with no way to determine its age or depth.

And those who went down, never came back.

Pranay Martinez is both fearful and dependent.

"One day, I will personally destroy you!"

After saying this, he left angrily.

...

Outside Boulevard Mountain.

Han Caldwell finally returned to his rightful position.

Devlin was gone.

The moment Lin Zhan was killed, he left with great caution.

He knew he had to disappear temporarily.

Han Caldwell fared no better, luckily with Sutton around, he could counter Demarco Mount's onslaught.

The worse news was that Merrill Caldwell, with the help of a group, eliminated all the Caldwell Family's Undead Tribe, successfully becoming the new Family Head, and denounced Han Caldwell!

Having lost the stronghold, Han Caldwell had no choice but to risk everything.

Though this gamble's outcome was uncertain.

"General Sutton, what should we do next?" Han Caldwell asked Sutton, who had been released.

During his time in the dungeon, Sutton was quite comfortable.

To line up three alliances, Lin Zhan treated Sutton with the highest standards.

"My Undead Tribe still has some power. Issue a direct challenge; we'll meet at the Dusty Platform at noon the day after tomorrow."

Sutton was unexpectedly relaxed, sipping tea instead of feeling like facing a formidable enemy.

"But...our people..."

"Don't forget, at Moon Lodge, Demarco Mount's people suffered heavy losses. With just Eliezer Pine, nothing significant can be achieved."

Sutton's attitude was peculiar, completely different from before.

Han Caldwell didn't ask, just kept cautious.

Devlin fled, Emperor Charlotte Grey was killed, Lin Zhan was killed, and among the entire Undead Tribe, the only one with super strong combat abilities was Ocean Academy's Brant Fairbanks.

In this battle, Brant Fairbanks's disciples displayed formidable combat strength, with almost no losses.

Therefore, Brant Fairbanks was also invited to the meeting room.

"Dean Fairbanks, what help can you offer me?"

Sutton asked in a calm tone.

Getting help from Ocean Academy would simplify things greatly.

"A simple condition, one you and Han Caldwell cannot refuse." Brant Fairbanks held up one finger. "The death of West Tower."

"West Tower?"

Han Caldwell squinted, unexpectedly saying, "That is your Ocean Academy's greatest trump card! A genius youth! Is Dean Fairbanks joking with us?"

"Indeed!" Sutton put down his teacup, staring straight at Brant Fairbanks.

"It's well known that's your prized disciple. Although we've had grievances, in the face of greater matters, I choose to cooperate with you, Dean Fairbanks. If you're toying with me, don't blame the ruthlessness of my sword."

A dean killing his most talented disciple? Such self-damaging behavior is unfathomable except for madmen.

Remember, he even embarrassed Sutton in front of others, a top-tier nurtured presence wherever he goes.

Would he really kill him?

Seems like a conspiracy.

As soon as the words were spoken, Han Caldwell already drew his weapon, ready to fight.

This impulse to flip the table fits well with the Martial arts spirit.

Sutton remained still.

In a high-level showdown, there was no need to act prematurely.

At such close proximity, he could draw his sword anytime.

"I believe there's a misunderstanding." Brant Fairbanks smiled, expecting their reactions.

"West Tower offended you both, and I'd like to make a deal with you. Eliminating West Tower serves as a token of sincerity, doesn't it?"

The effects of West Tower's poison should take hold soon.

Yet, this guy ran amok at Moon Lodge!

If uncontrollable, remove earlier to maximize value!

Though it's a pity…

Securing Sutton's help should make unifying the three academies no difficult task.

"The condition." Sutton raised an eyebrow at Brant Fairbanks. "Let's hear it."

He has deep-seated hatred for West Tower!

A person who embarrassed him!

Damaged his reputation!

Sutton always wanted him dead!

"I want you to help me unite the three academies after defeating Cold Nelson. How about that condition?"

Brant Fairbanks extended a finger. "Also, I assure you my utmost assistance during your battle with Cold Nelson!"

After a moment's silence, Sutton nodded. "Very well, I agree. As long as West Tower dies, I will aid you."

He's aware of the impressive capabilities of Ocean Academy's disciples!

They weren't initially strong, but under Brant Fairbanks, they oddly demonstrated astounding combat power!

With such a force assisting while eliminating a formidable rival, Sutton was keen.

"Then let's look forward to our successful collaboration!"

Brant Fairbanks stood, laughed heartily. "If I am right, West Tower will appear on Dusty Platform. In front of all of you, I will kill him! Easily."

Afterwards, he directly left.

It worked!

Sacrificing a dying man for such significant returns.

A profit in blood.

After he left, Han Caldwell said with concern, "General Sutton, can we trust Brant Fairbanks's words?"

"Trustworthy." Sutton chuckled coldly. "Do you know the original top battlefield commander under the Emperor wasn't me? It was a man named Darin."

"Hmm?" Han Caldwell was surprised, never having heard the name Darin.

Sutton has always been acknowledged as the Emperor's foremost battlefield commander!

"Darin was more formidable than I, I even suspected compared to the Emperor, he wasn't inferior. But in the end, Darin died, killed by his own people."

Gazing leisurely at his sword, Sutton said, "I was the one who killed him. Because Darin's achievements eclipsed the master, everyone only knew of Darin, not the Emperor."

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