"Cold Nelson, I surrender!"

Sutton shouted loudly, directly opening his arms and blocking the guards in front of Demarco Mount.

The soldiers of Demarco Mount were slightly stunned, but seeing the Undead Tribe indeed obediently withdraw, they stood in place without continuing to attack.

The fighting had been going on for nearly half an hour, and everyone was human; they were exhausted.

The knives in their hands were hard to hold.

Everyone's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

If someone had tried to stop the fight at the beginning, no one would have listened.

They had been killing madly.

But now…

Everyone was fatigued to the point of exhaustion.

"Follow me!" Han Caldwell made a resolute decision, aware that something was wrong.

Since he had the Emperor's waist token in his hands and could mobilize the Undead Tribe's warrior generals, he saw no need to remain here.

A third of the people left with him.

Demarco Mount did not stop them.

They couldn't be stopped.

"Look... What should we do?" Cold Nelson turned a ghastly pale, looking at Eliezer Pine.

There was still the fading mark of a slap on his face.

Officially, he was the Holy Lord, so with Sutton's surrender, he had to respond.

But the one responsible for issuing orders was Eliezer Pine.

"There's a problem." Eliezer Pine was very calm; he knew Julius Reed was at Dusty Platform, though not entirely certain.

What could have prompted Sutton to simply surrender?

After all, the advantage of Demarco Mount wasn't that significant.

The Undead Tribe was far from reaching the point of surrender.

Eliezer Pine looked up and immediately saw Julius Reed and Hiddy.

Although knowing the one supported by Boulevard Mountain was a fake Holy Lord, now seeing them, she felt a bad premonition in her heart.

Having served Julius Reed for so many years, her feelings for that man were profound!

"Cold Nelson, I know you've always wanted to be the true Holy Lord." Eliezer Pine looked at him intently.

"That was before. I was young and reckless, arrogant. I've learned my lesson from this incident, Sister Eliezer. I, Cold Nelson, swear to obey you from now on! Please don't kill me!" Cold Nelson was terrified.

He wasn't afraid of Eliezer Pine's anger, but rather her coldness and calmness towards him.

This meant he had lost his value!

Lost his meaning of existence!

What awaited him was only a dead end!

Eliezer Pine, who had given him everything, could naturally take it all away!

Now that the Undead Tribe had surrendered, Demarco Mount's greatest obstacle had been cleared!

Was it grinding the millstone and killing the donkey?

"No, you've misunderstood me." Eliezer Pine shook her head, showing a sincere smile.

She was not a flashy seductress; rather, she resembled a mature and composed older sister.

"Previously, I didn't truly intend for you to be a puppet." She looked sincerely at Cold Nelson, her eyes full of gratitude. "Take the battle at Moon Manor, for instance; you suffered a big setback because you didn't listen to me. In the past, I was strict with you because you sat in such a high position where without restraint or guidance, you would fall hard!"

"I know you've hated me and disliked me. But none of that matters; I've served emperors, so I understand them better than you do! I want to shape you into an emperor, a true king!"

"Everyone grows through setbacks. Now you're ready to take charge by yourself! I'm just a woman wanting to nurture a family. Now, you are the real king! I'll leave Demarco Mount and never appear before you again."

"Cold Nelson, the fake Holy Lord is there, the only threat to you. The people of Boulevard Mountain have already surrendered. You just need to kill the fake Holy Lord before the world, and your throne will be secure."

"No banquet lasts forever; embrace these people from Boulevard Mountain and sit upon the throne."

Eliezer Pine stood up, made a slight bow to him, and led Elaenor Wood away.

"Gone?" Cold Nelson felt as if in another world.

Today's events were too incredible for him.

Unimaginable.

What he had always dreamed of was actually within reach?

Victory was in sight, and the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance would regain its former prestige!

At this juncture, Eliezer Pine left?

Offered the grand territory to him?

Is it a dream?

If no one were watching, he'd want to slap himself.

Cold Nelson turned back and saw that Eliezer Pine had indeed left.

Soon disappeared from sight.

"Go. Keep a close watch! Confirm if she descended the mountain! Follow at a distance and give me precise information!"

He whispered to his confidant.

After all, Cold Nelson, in name still the Holy Lord, surely still had trusted aides.

These people were willing to gamble, to follow him.

If by chance Cold Nelson secured the Holy Lord position, they would be heroes.

"Could it be I misunderstood Eliezer Pine?" Cold Nelson thought it through but couldn't make sense of it.

Any normal person wouldn't do this.

"If you realize your mistakes, I'm willing to accept you. As a surrender token, kill that foolish king first! Then, like with Demarco Mount soldiers, I'll treat you all equally!"

Cold Nelson made the decision, standing on the high platform, looking down at the people, his heart was very excited!

Finally, he became the true king!

If Eliezer Pine hadn't deceived him, that meant the world was his.

"Good! But the Holy Lord's skill is not weak; I hope everyone will act together." Sutton squinted, shouting loudly.

"That Holy Lord is fake! The true Holy Lord is already dead!" Cold Nelson pointed at Julius Reed: "Sutton, are you trying to feign surrender? Can't even the Undead Tribe kill an imposter? Yet you dare say you're not feigning surrender?"

The pleasure of doing things without needing others' instructions was truly enjoyable.

Cold Nelson felt every torment he'd endured was worth it.

"Holy Lord, Eliezer Pine has left, taking all her confidants, now departed from Dusty Platform, it's absolutely true!"

Soon, a confidant sent out returned, speaking excitedly.

"Congratulations, Holy Lord! Now this world is yours!"

They were even happier than Cold Nelson!

"The skies have cleared! The skies have cleared!"

A group of Cold Nelson's confidants gathered excitedly talking.

With Eliezer Pine's confidants gone, Demarco Mount faced no more interference.

"Good! Good! Good! I absolutely won't neglect you! Once we leave Dusty Platform, this king will hold a feast for three days!" Cold Nelson spoke with trembling lips.

He became Holy Lord in a way he had never imagined.

The emperor's position led him into madness, not considering why Eliezer Pine suddenly left.

He now only knew that the world was his.

"Sutton, if you continue to be obstinate, I'll completely destroy you! Go, take down that imposter!" Cold Nelson stood up, speaking threateningly.

With Han Caldwell taking away some of the people, Sutton was no match for Demarco Mount.

"I am the Holy Lord, and my words are commands!" Cold Nelson shouted excitedly!

This shout was his inner release pressed down for so long!

Finally, he stood up!

"Who says I'm an imposter."

Suddenly.

A voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I say! Today, I want to kill you!" Cold Nelson seemed nearly insane! "I am Holy Lord, I want you dead, you must die!"

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