Lord of the Magical Beasts - Chapter 591: Rushing Out of Kampala

Chapter 591: Rushing Out of Kampala

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“We drew help from the Divine Lord’s Divine Decree, and we managed to find Artest practicing in seclusion in a forest called Kampala. But, Sandy, I have a bad feeling about this. It’s said that Artest is the strongest expert after the Divine Lord in our Solomon Divine Branch, and none knew how much his power increased after several tens of thousands of years. We will attack tomorrow, but I still miss you too much for an unknown reason.”

“Dear Sandy, I miss you, and I love you. I would rather not get immortality, and I also didn’t care about becoming the strongest expert after the Divine Lord. I hope to get to kiss your little dimples again, and I want to see your long eyelashes again. I want to accompany you until we grow old together. Sandy, I…”

…

After Yang Ling flipped another page, he found out that it was filled mostly with Armstrong’s longing for his beloved Sandy. The pages after this one were empty, and there was just a distinct bloody handprint on the last page of the notebook.

The notebook demonstrated that Armstrong detected intense danger before he carried out the operation, and he longed to see his lover that was in a distant place. It was a pity that even though he detected the great danger keenly, he still didn’t manage to survive the crisis in the end, and he turned into a skeleton. He just left behind this notebook that was made out of an unknown beast’s skin, and it recorded his longing for his lover.

Why did the black-robed old man Artest betray Solomon Divine Branch, and which treasure did he steal?

Yang Ling wasn’t willing to accept this, and he observed the notebook carefully from beginning to end, but he still couldn’t find an answer. He just knew that this forest was called Kampala Forest and that it stretched to the depths of the Graveyard of Gods and Devils. The small lake was situated in the forest’s outer periphery, and none would have expected that Artest was practicing in seclusion in its vicinity. If Armstrong’s group didn’t get Solomon Divine Lord’s directions, they wouldn’t have managed to find Artest’s tracks.

Yang Ling read it carefully again. He didn’t manage to find the answer he wanted, but he still managed to understand many matters thanks to Armstrong’s notebook.

The Graveyard of Gods and Devils, the Chaos Main Plane, the Death Plane.

The notebook demonstrated that Armstrong’s group traveled to many places, and it seemed like they were Solomon Divine Branch’s elite team. They were in charge of dealing with thorny matters, and the Divine Lord’s Divine Decree was mentioned many times in the notebook.

The notebook wasn’t thick, but Yang Ling discerned through a careful calculation that the content recorded in it spanned across more than ten thousand years, and various kinds of missions were carried out like killing disobedient heretics, attacking the City Amongst the Clouds’ High-Level Angels or even hunting powerful demons.

The notebook’s content was quite messy, but Yang Ling still managed to get a new understanding of the world after he read the notebook several times.

Powerhouses were esteemed, and the weak were prey to the strong.

There were innumerable Divine Branches among the various and numerous Planes, and they formed many allied factions with a complex relationship. They were all fighting over believers and all kinds of resources, and the fights between factions were quite brutal. Some of them would even slaughter a whole Materialistic Plane’s inhabitants to get rid of all trouble, and this wasn’t even a rare occurrence.

Power was the base of dignity, and it was the shield that would protect one’s interests.

Yang Ling collected the notebook and clenched his fist before he walked out with large strides. After he got a better understanding of various planes’ brutal state, he felt pressure weighing down on him, but he also became more motivated.

He realized that his power was still too low, and he must make a Stage Advancement quickly. He must try all means possible to increase his power so that he could protect Sofia, Yuna, and his relatives and so that he could protect the Magical Beast Territory’s interests, as well as pursue the Ancient Wizards’ tracks.

Creak!

Shortly after Yang Ling left the wooden house, the Chief Elven Priestess and Sword God walked out through the door at the same time as if their minds were linked. Their faces were rosy, and they were full of vigor. They had already swallowed Godheads, and It seemed like they didn’t just heal their injuries completely thanks to them, they even got many benefits.

“Yang Ling, did you venture only in the lake’s vicinity for the past few days?” The Chief Elven Priestess chuckled. She seemed radiant with happiness!

If one didn’t know her status and observed her from afar, he would assume that she was a noble lady. She didn’t seem bashful like young girls, and she also wasn’t like ice-cold and haughty like ordinary nobles, while her every move and gesture emitted a special charm distinctive to mature women.

“That is right! I’m quite pitiful. I have to stay alone by the lake while other people went and left in pairs.” Yang Ling looked at the white-clothed Sword God next to the Chief Elven Priestess and chuckled.

Even a fool could discern that the relationship of the Chief Elven Priestess and the Sword God was anything but normal, but they still didn’t disclose it for an unknown reason.

Went and left in pairs?

The Chief Elven Priestess and the Sword God exchanged a glance, and their faces became flushed. This was a rare sight, and their flush quickly disappeared.

“Lord, those are tens of Iron Back Lions’ Essence Crystals.”

“Yesterday, we hunted more than a dozen Earth Dragons in a valley in the east, and we got their Essence Crystals.”

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The numerous Golden Cloak Warriors and elves quickly took out the Magical Beasts’ Essence Crystals they had and reported their gains in the past few days to the Chief Elven Priestess and the Sword God. They didn’t have a large number of Essence Crystals, but they were all High-Level Essence Crystals, and they even had the Essence Crystal of a Level Surpassing Magical Beast. In total, they had around several hundred pieces.

The Graveyard of Gods and Devils’ Magical Beasts weren’t like other Planes’ Magical Beasts, and their Soul Energy was quite strong. They had several hundred Essence Crystals of the Graveyard of Gods and Devils’ Magical Beasts, and they even had some Level Surpassing Magical Beasts’ Essence Crystals. This was a large wealth!

The Chief Elven Priestess instructed her clansmen to collect the Essence Crystals gotten by them in their hunt before she looked at the Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King, and others standing behind Yang Ling. She chuckled and said, “Yang Ling, you have the highest number of people, and you can still summon a large number of Magical Beasts to fight for you. You should have gotten many in the past few days, didn’t you?”

“Hehe, priestess. It’s quite so-so, and it isn’t too much.” The Corpse Wizard King stepped forward and responded before Yang Ling replied. His usual lecherous smile was plastered across his face, and he played with the Spatial Ring around his finger before he took out the Magical Beasts’ Essence Crystal they got in the past for days’ hunt. A thumping noise echoed out ceaselessly, and a small mountain was instantly piled up.

So-so?

It had even formed a mountain, yet their number wasn’t too high?

The Chief Elven Priestess looked at the pretentious Corpse Wizard King and the pile of innumerable Magical Beasts’ Essence Crystals. She found herself speechless. There were innumerable Magical Beasts’ Essence Crystals, and a part of them were still Level Surpassing Magical Beasts’ Essence Crystals. Their total amount reached at least ten thousand.

If the number of Essence Crystals obtained by the Magical Beast Army was considered low, then the Golden Cloak Warriors and elves’ gains weren’t even presentable. The crowd knew that the fighting prowess of Yang Ling’s Magical Beast Army was no small matter, but they still didn’t expect that they were so strong.

“Yang Ling, did you exterminate all Magical Beasts in the lake’s vicinity?” The Chief Elven Priestess looked at the calm forest. She couldn’t detect any Magical Beasts’ signs of activity, and this was why she couldn’t help but think of this possibility.

There weren’t any God-Level Magical Beasts lurking in the lake’s vicinity, but there were still many ordinary Magical Beasts that drank the lake’s water, and at nightfall, Magical Beasts would emerge in groups. It was now still noon, and only a few Magical Beasts would come out at this time. But this region still shouldn’t be so serene. So either the Magical Beasts in the vicinity were driven away, or they were all slaughtered by Yang Ling’s ferocious Magical Beast Army.

“No, we didn’t do it.” The Corpse Wizard King shook his head and denied this firmly. After he paused for a moment, he said, “We surely won’t do anything such as extermination. Look over there, don’t you see many fish swimming in the lake? So, how can you say that we exterminated them?”

Even fish as big as a palm was considered Magical Beasts?

The Chief Elven Priestess exchanged a glance with the Sword God before she shook her head and let out a hollow laugh. They were astounded by the power of Yang Ling’s Magical Beast Army. They had already used their powerful Divine Consciousness to inspect the tens of miles around them quickly, and they had already ascertained that there weren’t any Magical Beasts lurking in this range. It was obvious that they either hid far away or they were killed by the Corpse Wizard King and his companions.

“Yang Ling, our injuries have already recovered, and there aren’t any Magical Beasts in the vicinity suitable for hunting. Why don’t we leave this forest soon and go to other regions?” The Chief Elven Priestess discussed this matter with the Sword God in a low voice before she made a decision. She decided to try her luck in other regions!

“Fine, let’s go. We have stayed here for so long, and it’s time to leave.” Yang Ling approved of the Chief Elven Priestess’s suggestion, and he spoke as he collected the Magical Beast Army. He led behind just the Corpse Wizard King, bald Mammoth Bartley, and their companions.

The main reason why they set up a camp there was that they wanted to give the Sword God Gerald and the Chief Elven Priestess enough time to recuperate. Now both people’s injuries had recovered, and the Magical Beasts in the vicinity were killed completely. They didn’t have any reason to stay here, and Gibra Temple’s discovery was just an unexpected surprise. It was unlikely that a similar place was in the vicinity, and they might get again a chance to get precious Godheads if they rushed out of Kampala Forest and traveled into other regions of the Graveyard of Gods and Devils.

After the crowd made ample preparations, they quickly set off on a journey. The crowd led by the Sword God wanted to rush out of Kampala Forest, and they planned to adventure in other regions. At this moment, Yang Ling summoned a group of Horned Bee Beasts as a precaution, and he ordered them to find a path for them, as well as bring up the rear so that they wouldn’t suffer a sneak-attack of God-Level Magical Beasts or demons.

In the way, the crowd was quite prudent, and if they found any fitting Magical Beast, they would surround it and kill it jointly. But if they found a group of God-Level Magical Beasts that they couldn’t deal with easily, they would make a long detour around them. They went through a daunting experience, but they still didn’t suffer any harm in the way, and they managed to reach Kampala Forest’s edge without a hitch. However, when a vast grassland appeared in front of them, and they were just about to rush out, they suddenly saw several powerful Abyssal Demons in the distance.