assistirfilmes Chapter 1423: Three Great Treasures
Chapter 1423: Three Great Treasures
Chapter 1423: Three Great Treasures
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Reflecting on the events of the past few days, Braydon Neal spoke with a cold exhale, “Demon Saint Island!”
The hostility from Demon Saint Island toward him was palpable, and Braydon felt the weight of their enmity.
Despite his current weakened state, he harbored deep resentment toward them.
Yet, he knew that his strength was not yet sufficient to confront them directly.
However, he envisioned a future where he would rise to power and exact vengeance upon Demon Saint Island, casting even the Stone family into the sidelines.
The feud between Demon Saint Island and the Neal family was now etched in stone.
Observing Kohen Neal’s concern, Carlisle Jaynes sought to reassure him.
“Family Head Kohen, there’s no need for worry. The Neal family’s protective array is formidable, dissuading any rash incursions. Moreover, once His Highness ventures to the Hall of Souls, Demon Saint Island’s focus will likely shift elsewhere.”
Issac Irwin echoed this sentiment, pledging the Hall of Souls’ support should Demon Saint Island pose a threat to the Neal family.
Despite the Hall of Souls’ neutral stance in the Spirit Sea’s conflicts, their allegiance leaned toward the Neal family, owing much to Braydon’s influence.
Galliard Foreman solemnly added, “In times of trouble, the Foreman family will not hesitate to aid the Neal family.”
However, Kohen couldn’t find solace in these assurances.
The mysterious and ominous nature of Demon Saint Island lingered, casting a shadow of unease.
Even with the combined might of Fontane Neal and the Foreman family’s second ancestor, they couldn’t halt Demon Saint Island’s aggression.
As night deepened, the weight of uncertainty hung heavily in the air.
After everyone dispersed, Braydon retreated to his room for rest, while Issac and Carlisle remained in adjacent quarters.
They maintained vigilant watch, ready to intervene at any sign of trouble.
Meanwhile, the Foreman family activated its defensive formation and imposed a strict no-fly policy, reinforcing their security measures.
As the night deepened, a somber atmosphere settled over the surroundings, shrouded in darkness.@@@@
Suddenly, a brilliant streak of light, resembling an inverted Milky Way, tore through the fabric of space and descended upon the Foreman family—a manifestation of spatial tearing potential.
This luminous sword light, emanating from the void, instilled fear in over 90% of the Foreman family, dwarfing them in its presence.
Startled from his meditation, Braydon’s senses heightened as he felt the imminent danger.
Cold sweat drenched his clothes as he realized the sword light’s ominous target—himself.
With a sense of duty, she stepped forward, her silent stride carrying her toward the celestial skies and the twelve-winged figure.
Indeed, she herself felt destined to assume the mantle of leadership.
Little did she know that uncertainty permeated the world!
Approaching the twelve-winged figure, Eva spoke with utmost reverence, “Our lineage of the Spirit Sea Foreman family traces back to our ancestor. I, Eva Foreman, humbly seek your blessing.”
With those solemn words, the figure’s ethereal presence seemed to dissipate, allowing Eva to step into the array.
As streams of white light enveloped her, she appeared to be bathed in a divine radiance, her delicate frame imbued with the holy power.
With her gaze fixed upon the heavens, her six wings fully unfurled, embracing the influx of luminous energy.
In this sacred moment, her bloodline underwent a profound transformation, giving rise to two additional wings, albeit small in size—barely the span of a palm.
“The fourth pair of wings!” exclaimed the Foreman family in fervent excitement.
“Goddess Wings!”
Such exultation filled the Foremans as they witnessed this rare occurrence.
Eva herself felt a surge of joy, sensing not only the purification of her bloodline but also the burgeoning of her latent potential.
Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows, the island master of Demon Saint Island seethed with shock and rage.
The birth of the Eight-Winged Goddess was a testament to her exceptional talent, rivaling even the most gifted individual of the Neal family.
Tonight, she must be eliminated!
The denizens of Demon Saint Island were formidable demons, bearing a deep-seated enmity toward humanity.
Thus, the Snow Demon Sword’s assault intensified, its power aimed at shattering the Foreman family’s defensive formation.
Yet, this only provoked a greater response.
The surge of white light intensified, flooding into Eva’s being and ushering forth her eight wings.
Her presence, now as the eight-winged goddess, exuded both terror and nobility.
But the spectacle was not over.
Two additional wings emerged from her back, bringing her total count to ten.
The Foreman family erupted with excitement.
Second Ancestor Septimus quivered. “Our lineage is on the brink of birthing a Ten-Winged Goddess. Congratulations to us all!”