âHoney, howâs your stomach? Iâll handle the task to bait him to the secret realm,â said Alex.
Dorothy refused to agree this time. She took his hand and said, âI already regret it when you lured that
Profound Mystic woman away alone previously. Now, I absolutely canât let you face the danger alone.
Besides⦠I have a trump card too. I have the Reincarnation Stone. In critical moments, I can borrow
the power of the Reincarnation Stone.â
Alex now knew very clearly what the Reincarnation Stone was. Everytime Dorothy used the
Reincarnation Stone, the consciousness of the soul inside would be one step closer to awakening.
Once it reached a certain point, then it would break out of the stone. When the time came, it would be
really dangerous!
âYou really donât have to. Let me tell you somethingâ¦â Alex whispered something into Dorothyâs ear.
Dorothy was dumbfounded all of a sudden. She looked at him strangely, but eventually, she nodded
her head. âAlright then⦠Iâll listen to you.â
The two couples immediately concluded that.
Afterwards, the eight fair maidens escorted the crowd to the deserted island with a yacht. That was
currently the safest place that was away from surveillance⦠The Flying Eagles squadron had a high
level of access to city surveillance. This was why Margaret was able to lock down the members of the
Rockefeller family within half a day.
***
In the blink of an eye, it was already eleven oâclock.
In the unfinished building, Spencer was sitting alone on a master chair with an expensive coffee table
next to him.
On top of the coffee table was a bottle of White Cloud Fairy Wine. This was a kind of spiritual wine of
the Mountain Warriors. The brewing ingredients were very rare. All of them were spiritual herbs. Not
only did the drank wine taste good, but it could also prolong life and enhance cultivation.
A bottle cost thirty million dollars, and it usually could not be bought with money.
Spencer was a person that knew how to enjoy life.
What was the purpose of cultivating so hard? Wasnât it for the sake of making a name for oneself? Why
did he fight so hard on the battlefield? Thatâs for making a name for himself.
And, what was the purpose of making a name for himself?
Wasnât it to enjoy life?
It was to enjoy the beautiful women, the beautiful things, and the wine that others could not enjoy. It
was to enjoy the rights that the other did not possess.
As for the othersâ deaths, he did not care about them at all. So, he did not care about the annihilation
as well. He only knew that he had to help Colton, so that when Colton became the Flying Eagles
commander, the position of the Left-wing Lieutenant would most likely fall on his shoulders.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
At this moment, the phone on top of the coffee table rang. The caller was none other than Coltonâs
wife, Petunia. She sounded angry and it was not pleasant at all. âSpencer, have you captured all of
those mongrels? I canât wait any longer! Michael had another attack just now and I couldnât stand it
anymore!â
This time, Michael directly broke that thing of his.
How could Petunia not be mad?
Spencer said, âSister-in-law, donât worry. Iâll bring the people back by tonight.â
âAlright!â
After hanging up the phone, Spencer gave Margaret a call.
It did not go through!
He called Fenderson, but it still did not go through!
After that, he called everyone, but they all did not go through.
âWhatâs happening?â
âWhy canât I contact any of them? They should be sending in a batch by this time!â
At this moment, something was thrown into the unfinished building from the outside mid-air. It rolled on
the ground with a grunt and fell right in front of Spencer.
At a glance, it was a human head.