After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply-Chapter 756 - 520, first in War Merit, attacked and killed the Witch_2

This is a monumental achievement. Just the reward from the Royal Capital alone includes a ’Heavenly Spirit Secret Medicine.’

This is an ultra-rare Magic Potion that has a high probability of enabling a Limit Saint Level adventurer to break through to the Heaven Rank.

I believe the Ice Abyss will also bestow rewards.

How about it? Want to join forces with us and claim this honor together?"

Oren said with a smile.

Lin Da’s gaze fluctuated as he took a sip of water to mask the shock in his heart.

It seems that the Demons are just as rife with intrigues and petty schemes.

The only reasons he could think of were that Oren and this member of the Twelve Belongings held a grudge against each other, or that Oren wanted to replace them.

The Twelve Belongings only consist of twelve members. When a current member dies, only then can a new recruit join their ranks.

With Oren’s strength, becoming part of the Twelve Belongings would be more than possible.

"Which one?" Lin Da asked.

Oren smiled, "I knew you’d be interested. After all, no powerhouse would turn down the chance to slay high-ranking members of the Demon Lord’s Army.

But don’t worry—I’m not audacious enough to target the upper seats of the Twelve Belongings.

Through some private channels, I learned that a year from now, Xilin, the ’Gluttony’ of the Demons’ Twelfth Belonging, will appear at the ’Dragon Fall Mountain Peak’ within the 30-layer Mystic Realm for a high-level meeting at Dragon’s Rest Tomb.

Coincidentally, the faction backing me has infiltrated the Dragon’s Rest Tomb and can arrange for three plausible invites to attend this gathering without attracting suspicion.

You and I can disguise ourselves as heretics and take part.

To guarantee the plan’s success, I’ll only choose the strongest among peers.

Once Xilin appears, you and I will immediately turn on her and kill this Witch!

At that time, you can have the Witch’s head while I will only take her belongings. How about it?"

Outside, silence stretched as leaves rustled softly in the wind.

Within the crude tent, Lin Da’s eyes widened slightly as he finished hearing Oren’s proposal.

He lowered his head again, drinking water as emotions of shock, excitement, and anger surged—chaotic and overwhelming. The water he drank seemed to turn into a mixture of bittersweet tastes, his mood increasingly conflicted.

Kill the Witch—good.

Oren, this Demon, still doesn’t know that I know he’s a Demon—good!

But...

Isn’t Xilin, the Twelfth Belonging’s ’Gluttony,’ none other than my own sister?

Had I not showcased my strength a week ago, drawing Oren’s attention, he might have approached someone else.

By a twist of fate, I’m now closer to my sister!

Lin Da had been fretting over not being able to locate Lin Xi.

Now, Oren brought the news to his doorstep.

"Let me think it over first."

Accepting outright might appear suspicious.

Feigning uncertainty, Lin Da furrowed his brows, pretending to ponder.

Oren expressed understanding, saying, "This is a major matter; careful deliberation is indeed necessary. But I know you’ll ultimately say yes. Powerhouses like us—top-tier adventurers—who wouldn’t covet the head of the Twelve Belongings?"

After finishing, Oren smiled and leisurely picked up his water cup, taking a light sip.

Yet he did not swallow, instead using magic power to evaporate the liquid.

Lin Da didn’t trust him, but neither did Oren trust Lin Da.

Who knew if there was poison inside the water?

Oren’s fingers gently kneaded the cup, appearing casual and unhurried. But deep in his eyes, there flashed a subtle killing intent.

Once the Witch Xilin is dead, I’ll take her place among the Twelve Belongings.

The next person to die will be this human right in front of me!

Still… if Lin Da sincerely pledges allegiance, sparing him isn’t out of the question.

Oren genuinely admired Lin Da. Recruiting someone like him as a subordinate would greatly benefit his future ascension.

One minute, three minutes... ten minutes passed.

Lin Da sat silently in his chair, eyes half-closed, seemingly petrified.

—Beat Oren half to death and force him to divulge all information...

No way—this would only alert the enemy.

He needed Oren to lead him to Lin Xi.

The "Dragon Fall Mountain Peak" lies in the deepest part of a vast mountain range and is the core area of the 30-layer Mystic Realm. Since it’s a 30-layer area, the magic creatures appearing there are capped at a 69-level Saint Rank.

Lin Da, currently at only Level 59, couldn’t access the 30-layer sector.

But the gathering was scheduled for a year from now.

There was ample time to raise his strength.

Once he advanced to the Saint Rank and used the Experience Card, he’d have a high likelihood of reaching Heaven Rank power.

By observing Angel the Commander, he could glimpse the apex of Heaven Rank capabilities.

The suppression of 70 levels over 69 levels was almost absolute.

With a single Super Kill, the 69-level Saints would stand no chance.

No matter how many Demons participated in the gathering, Lin Da would still be able to rescue Lin Xi and potentially wipe out the rest of them as well!

The only variable to guard against was Oren.

His words—truth or lies...

Before thoroughly verifying, it was best to wait and bide his time.

With these thoughts in mind, a smile appeared on Lin Da’s face.

"Perfect. Killing the Twelve Belongings would significantly weaken the Demon Lord’s Army. It’s the duty of adventurers like us to carry out such deeds."

Oren’s lips curved upward. "That’s the spirit! You and I are prodigies with the potential to ascend to legend status. How could we fear a mere Twelve Belonging member? A year from now, you and I will find a third elite to accompany us. Together, we’ll attend the gathering and claim the Witch’s head!"

"Agreed, agreed!"

Lin Da responded enthusiastically.

The two went back and forth, cursing the Witch vehemently, creating an atmosphere of camaraderie.

After taking another sip of water to moisten his throat, Lin Da pivoted the conversation. "By the way, Brother Oren, I heard that you trio didn’t go through the usual assessment and directly obtained a Ten-Star Rating from the Coldmoon Duke. How come?"

As soon as the question was posed, Mi San and Alexander’s expressions subtly shifted.

Their connection to the Coldmoon Duke must remain undiscovered!

Lin Da chuckled warmly as if merely curious. "I can tell your accents are a bit peculiar. Truly curious where the Coldmoon Duke unearthed talents like you."

Oren sighed, his face tinged with sorrow. "My father was formerly part of the Coldmoon Duke’s forces. He passed away from severe injuries during a battle against the Demons in the 40-layer Mystic Realm. As recognition of this, we were granted the Ten-Star badge directly. Of course, this was also due to us possessing Ten-Star Level strength, sparing us the hassle of formal procedures."

Upon concluding, Oren stood up, seemingly reluctant to elaborate further. "I won’t disturb you anymore. Your war merits are still 37 behind mine. Tonight, you’ll probably have little time to rest."

Lin Da and his team watched Oren’s group leave.

Ten minutes later, when their presence was entirely gone, Lin Da’s smile vanished, his chin resting on his palm, his expression turning grave.

"Captain, you can’t trust him! Monica feels he’s a bad guy, lying through his teeth."

"Hmm, definitely half-truths. After I kill the Witch, I’m likely next on his hit list."

For now, Lin Da’s priority was surpassing Oren in war merits to climb to first place.

A set of ancient five-star equipment plus 50,000 points—too tempting.

His combat power would increase by at least half as a result.

That night, Lin Da rested for just two hours before heading into the vast forest with Kafni.

With Kafni’s [Comprehensive Investigation], the efficiency of finding Magical Creatures was multiplied.

...

The time shifted to dusk the following day.

"Ha!"

In the dense forest, a young girl with fiery red hair slashed downward.

The crimson glow of her sword struck the Fierce Emperor Bear.

Combining Super Charge with the Starfire Law’s [Braver with Battle] trait produced unimaginable power.

A seemingly ordinary strike from the girl shattered the Fierce Emperor Bear’s defenses as though its tough skin were mere paper.

The 55-level Magical Creature howled as it was cleaved cleanly in half.

Her Cultivation Bracelet emitted a faint red light, and the number displayed upon it ticked up from 142 to 143.

"Let’s try this move."

Lia excitedly gazed at another smaller Fierce Emperor Bear. Letting out a low cry, a gray Rule Fragment emerged from her palm and embedded itself into her Great Sword.

In an instant, the scorching orange-red flames carried an eerie streak of black.

This was the technique Lia had forged by infusing a Destruction Law Fragment with her blade.

"Rare Technique: Annihilation Flame Slash!"

Lia leaped high above her target.

Her Great Sword swept out horizontally, unleashing a spinning black fire wheel toward the Fierce Emperor Bear.

The temperature in the surroundings, instead of rising due to the sinister blaze, dropped drastically, creating the atmosphere of a Great Snow–laden winter.

"Roar!"

The Fierce Emperor Bear, sensing imminent danger, turned its massive, pitch-black backside and sprinted away.

But the black fire wheel struck its back squarely, and with a loud howl, it collapsed to the ground.

The Fierce Emperor Bear writhed on the floor, clawing behind it, trying to tear away the burning sections of its hide—and even its flesh—but the fire persisted, consuming mercilessly.