Evil Samurai In Cultivation World

Chapter 75: The Finale (2)

"Like the Commander said, we're dealing with a group of dangerous idiots. A provocation is more than enough if it allows them to make a statement," the Third Elder chimed in, before giving Commander Rivaldo Dante a glaring look, and continued. "The only thing they need is a good enough bait. Something they can come after. We implemented the same strategy during the Prodigy Summit, and that worked out perfectly."

"And this time, you guys have an even bigger bait, so it's even more enticing for the Revolutionaries!" Claude snapped his fingers, as he understood what they were doing.

"Exactly!" The Third Elder said with a satisfied expression. "The existence of the Prince is the biggest threat to their ideology, which involved the abolishment of the Monarchy, and we've just given them their enemy on a silver platter! They wouldn't let this chance go, and if we utilise this opportunity in the best possible way, the citizens will have an even bigger reason to stick together with the Royals!"

The Third Elder clenched his fist tightly and said,"Strength to protect!"

BOOM!

Right as the Prince was about to speak once again, a ground shaking explosion suddenly came from one of the buildings nearby, causing debris to be sent flying in all directions, as terrified expressions appeared on people's faces.

"It's finally time, huh.." Prince Blake Bancroft's expression changed dramatically, as he whispered to himself. 

Everything he did up until now, was leading up to this moment. He couldn't make a mistake now. 

"Oh lord! What the hell is happening? Don't tell me the battle has already begun?"

"Damn it, we're all going to die! It's all over! The war has begun and we have no chance at winning!"

"We're finished! We're finished, I tell you! We're all going to die!"

The crowd, who were caught off guard by the explosion, were immediately sent into a frenzy, and they scattered all over the place. They were confused and terrified, and most of their faces had turned extremely pale from the explosion. 

"I need to get away from this place! Hurry up and move!"

"Damn it, what's taking these people so long? Just get out of my way if you all wish to die so badly! I don't want to die here!"

Everyone was greatly frightened upon seeing their surroundings get destroyed. It was a frightening scene, and they felt as if they could die at any moment.

Swoosh!

The Prince swayed his hands and in an instant, a crimson colored lightning bolt poured down like a violent waterfall from the sky and into his palm. 

Bzzz..

Right when the lightning bolt touched his hands, Prince Blake Bancroft began trembling violently, and an ice cold wind started to flow around him. 

BAM!

All of a sudden, the Prince stepped forward, threw his arms back and roared out before swinging his hand with all his might, as the lightning bolt shot forward like an arrow leaving his palm!

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, the lightning bolt had maneuvered through the panic stricken crowd and moved in the direction of the city bell tower!

"What? How on earth did he detect me?"

Within the bell tower, a hooded figure cried out in shock, as they desperately tried to evade the attack. 

Argh!!

But before the hooded figure could do anything, the lightning bolt had already reached its target, and with a loud noise, the fierce lightning bolt instantly hit him, forcing him to let out a miserable shriek. The lightning bolt ripped through his chest, passed through his body and came out from the other side, instantly killing him, all in a matter of milliseconds. 

The miserable shriek of the hooded figure was enough to get the attention of the panic stricken crowd, who felt a constant buzzing sound in their ears, and turned around to look at the Prince with appalling gazes.

"Citizens of Argria! Do not worry, for your ruler, King Blake Bancroft is here to protect you!!!"

The Prince roared out, and his voice swept across the entire area like a roaring clap of thunder, causing everyone to be able to hear him loud and clear. His words brought change to the faces of those despairing citizens, and brought them much needed hope.

"The King is risking his life protecting us lowly citizens! And here I was thinking that he was going to run away and hide.. I'm deeply ashamed!"

"Damn it! We don't deserve such a great leader! Please don't get killed, King!"

"You Royals and your silver tongue. I can't believe people are buying into your crap. You make me sick!" All of a sudden, a young and impetuous voice echoed throughout the area, following which another hooded figure appeared on the altar.

"Death to the Monarchy! Glory to the Revolution!" the hooded figure shouted loudly, and a powerful energy wave burst out from his palms, heading towards the Prince.

"Ha ha ha! You wish to kill me?" Prince Blake Bancroft threw his head back and laughed as a wave of scorching flames shot out from his hand and rammed into the powerful energy wave, instantly shattering it.

Boom!

The raging flames continued moving forward, and struck the astonished hooded figure, who couldn't even put up his defense in time and was flung back because of the intense force. 

Gah!

A mouthful of blood was forced out from his mouth, staining his clothes crimson, and his face turned pale. He had clearly suffered a serious injury.

At the same time, only one thought came to his mind, "Run!"

"Don't even think about running away from me! You think you can just attack the King and get away without suffering any consequences? You must be out of your mind! Who do you think I am?"

Before the hooded figure could even flee, Prince Blake Bancroft had already moved. He flew with an incredible speed, and appeared right in front of the hooded figure and grabbed his neck, causing his face to turn purple.

"G-Glory.. to.. to the R-Revol.. Revolution.." The hooded figure tried his best to speak, but the Prince's grip on his throat was too strong, and as a result, he couldn't speak properly.

"You got too caught up in your own ideology that you became a threat to the country you were trying to protect. Pathetic!" The Prince looked at the hooded figure in a ridiculing manner. "Goodbye now!"

After saying that, the Prince squeezed his hands and forcefully broke the hooded figure's neck and he died instantly.

"Now, where are the rest of you?" The Prince turned around to look at the crowd and said while gnashing his teeth.

BOOM!

As if to answer the Prince's question, a tremendous explosion shook the entire area, and a few buildings were brought to a devastating state, completely destroyed by the explosion as they began falling down and onto helpless civilians.

"Not on my watch!" The Prince shot forward, and he waved his hand, unleashing a palm strike and a blood red palm shot out from his hands, ripping apart the debris into nothing but dust before it could hit the ground!

"Glory to the Revolution!" All of a sudden, four powerful figures flew in from all directions, and surrounded the Prince. 

"You and your family are a threat to the country no matter what you think, Prince. Therefore, for the future of our country, please die!" With a sway of their bodies, they struck out their palms, and multiple golden beams shot out from their hands heading towards the Prince.

"You aren't enough to defeat me!" The Prince's brows twitched and a trident appeared in his hands.

Whoosh!

Prince Blake Bancroft spun the trident at an incredible speed, creating a powerful tornado around him that was enforced with lightning in order to defend against the attack of the hooded figures.

BAM!

The golden beams collided with the tornado, creating a terrifying explosion, and pushed the Prince a few steps back!

"You may be powerful, but you can't win against the four of us! You'll die soon!" One of the hooded figures said with an extremely cold voice.

"Is that so? Then how about I join in?" A voice rang out from the skies and entered the ears of the hooded figure, who tilted his head up in surprise, only for his expression to turn gloomy.

Above them, in the sky, stood the Third Elder, Senior Wilfred Beldon, and Claude Rayforth, all of whom were looking down on the Altar. 

The Third Elder's eyes were calm, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen on his face. 

"Third Elder of the Golden Avarice Academy Why are you interfering with the Revolution? The Royal Family is the enemy of the academies as well, so I suggest you do not interfere with our business!" One of the hooded figures, who seemed to be the leader of the four, said with an arrogant voice.

"Oh, I agree that the Academy and the Royal Family aren't exactly friendly. However, as someone who cares deeply for my country and its citizens, I do believe that the safety of my country and its people comes first."

The Third Elder threw his glance over at the hooded figure and spoke with an indifferent voice.

"Third Elder! What are you trying to say?" The hooded figure glared at the Third Elder, furious upon hearing his words.

"Oh? It seems that you did not understand. Very well, I shall make it simple for you," The Third Elder's voice was crystal clear and full of strength. "To ensure the safety of Argria and its citizens, the Golden Avarice Academy has decided to let go of our past grudges and join hands with the Royal Family!"