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Chapter 721

Chapter 726

My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 726

The Chiefs Scepter had been shaking slightly since this morning as if it was summoned

This ancient golden Scepter could only be touched by their Chief Ordinary people would be scalded

by the heat of the Scepter, which was as hot as lava. It was also the representation of the nobility of

the Chief This Scepter symbolized supreme power, and only the Chief could hold it.

The Chiefs face took on a ghastly expression since the morning because he could not control the

Scepter The Scepter kept shaking as if someone was challenging his authority The Chief tried his

best to stop the shaking but failed

In the morning, the Elders had already noticed this strange phenomenon However, they only

lowered their heads and made their own assumptions secretly. They did not want to say it because

they noticed that the Chief's face darkened.

"What's going on?” The Chief gritted his teeth and shouted. He tried to restrain the power of the

Scepter

The seven weak Elders were taken aback and exchanged doubtful glances. They did not dare to

speak out Finally, the Second Elder stepped forward and said bluntly, “The Scepter is shaking

because it is summoned by its owner”

The Chief got furious and stood up upon hearing what he said “Bullshit! It belongs to mel He raised

his Scepter and swung it fiercely at the Second Elder's side face

The Chief used all his strength, and the Second Elder was knocked down by him immediately The

Second Elder's left face was burned and badly swollen due to the contact with the Scepter

The rest of them were so scared that they all kept their mouth shut and didn't dare to say a single

word.

Although the Chief beat the Second Elder, he could not give vent his anger. The Scepter in his hand

was still shaking as if it was struggling to free itself,

The Chief tightened his grip on the Scepter and inserted it a few inches deep into the earth.

“It's the ancient book”

“The stolen ancient book.”

"Only my good son Raphael was able to read that ancient book among all of them. The Chief

guffawed loudly, but his face was hideously diabolic

Although the Chief held the Scepter tightly with all his strength, it was summoned and shook more

violently Then, he could not control it anymore. Suddenly, the Scepter New out of the earth, and the

palm of the Chief was scratched and bleeding

The Chief's face darkened. Blood oozed out of the wound in his big palm.

He muttered, “Raphael actually saved his sister and taught her to recite spells. He really cherishes his

sister.”

The people present did not even dare to breathe heavily. They all lowered their heads and remained

silent.

"Why are you still waiting? What a good-for-nothing you are!”

The Chief raised his head, his eyes filled with blood and fire. Then, he shouted, “Go and find him

now!"

“I will take the first lady with me. I want to see what the hell my good son wants to do.” The Chief

gritted his teeth and spoke in a sinister tone.

To deal with Raphael, his mother, Alisa, was his Achilles’ heel.

As long as the Chief held Alisa hostage, his son can only get caught without any resistance.

A large group of guards gathered and headed toward the trace of the Scepter in a rush.

A strange sound sounded from the dense jungle as if a large group of people was passing by in a

hurry. At that moment, Patrick and Lucy stayed hidden deep in the hillside.

“It should be the Chief's army.”

Gary and the others immediately became nervous. “According to their footsteps, there seemed to

be a lot of people. They may know that we are hiding here and have surrounded us. Everyone

should stay alert.”

Charles held a shotgun in his right hand and hid behind a big tree, waiting for the enemy in terror.

However, to their surprise, the group of people of the Chief seemed to be just passing by, and they

did not bother to look around. They were in such a hurry as if they were chasing after someone.

Patrick, Lucy, and the others climbed up the hill and watched these guards running away hurriedly.

"Why are Chief's troops hurrying on with their journey?” Gary and the others were quite confused.

Patrick thought for a moment. “They have found where Raphael is.”

Compared to them, the Chief must be more eager to catch Raphael and Christina.

“Their men were searching around last night. They were not so edgy. Something must have

happened.”

Gary and Alan were discussing it.

Charles asked, “White Tiger has gone out to look for Christina. Hasn't it come back yet?”

The smell is keener in animals, especially their White Tiger, which was pretty intelligent, so they let

the White Tiger search for Christina last night.

Patrick packed his things up, including his weapons, and he was about to set off immediately.

The old matriarch of the barbarian stood in his way and mumbled a lot in the native language of the

barbarian, but Patrick did not understand what she meant. Everyone looked at the anxious

expression on her face and they seemed to realize that none of them could leave.

Since last night, Patrick and his companion were planning to search for Christina, but the old

matriarch of the barbarian somehow was trying to stop them. It seemed that the right decision was

to stay and wait.

Therefore, due to the trust for the old matriarch of the barbarian, they had to let the White Tiger

leave for the mission and they stayed here waiting for news.

However, half a day had passed and the White Tiger had not returned yet, and the Chief's men

unexpectedly ran past in a hurry. Patrick had lost his patience. No matter how dangerous it was, he

had to catch up with the Chief's troops to see what happened. There was a possibility that Christina

was in danger.

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The old matriarch of the barbarian felt that she could not persuade Patrick to stay, so she grabbed

Samba and shook him anxiously. She wanted Samba to discourage them from leaving since it would

be extremely dangerous.

Samba, on the other hand, held different opinions from his mother. He shook his head at her.

“We need to find the Human Cub,” Samba said to the old matriarch of the barbarian.

Patrick and the others did not understand the native language of the barbarians, but they were

surprised to see the old matriarch slapping Samba angrily, and then she picked up the dead animal

body on the ground and threw it to their front.

There was deep grief on the face of the old matriarch of the barbarian, and her eyes were full of fear

and

uneasiness.

Everyone knew what she meant at that moment in spite of the language barrier.

The old matriarch indicated that there was something horrible ahead and they might get killed if

they left.

Lucy stepped forward and patted the old matriarch on her thin shoulder casually. “We came from

another island and we don't believe in ghosts and gods.”

Then, she turned to smile arrogantly at Gary, “Let's go. Mr. Hopkins has gone far.”

They immediately packed up their weapons and climbed up the hillside. The old matriarch looked at

them helplessly and sighed.

She tried to persuade them to quit, but it was useless

Just like the owner of the island persisted in marrying the first lady Alisa and the young master did

not listen to the dissuasion and broke into the moving Stone Coffin of the Third Island, these people

from other islands were as stubborn as a mule.

“They are heading to the Great Waterfall?”

Since the Chief's troops passed by and left a trace on the surrounding grass and trees, Patrick and

Lucy easily followed them over and found out that the Chief's destination seemed to be the water

cave at the Great Waterfall.

"What are they going there? Are they still looking for that big snake?”

Fear clutched at Gary and his companions’ hearts when they remembered that they were nearly

killed when facing the Snake God, Nagar.

Lucy stared at the waterfall pouring down in front of her and then she smiled with confidence.

“That's right. It's here. It is the resurrection spring that Raphael is looking for.”

"Actually, the resurrection spring that Raphael tried so hard to find is Nagar's eyes.”

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