The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2537  Three Years 

At one intersection in the fence surrounding the Armhands' headquarters, a group of six people were returning to the area after weeks of absence.

"Officer Minos, have you returned to the guild after completing a few missions?" inquired one of the men stationed at the post, respectfully gazing at the level 105 Sovereign standing before him.

Minos nodded to the level 108 guard who had just come out of one office in the watchtower of this entrance area, obviously there to greet him.

"We did a joint mission with some Junior Officers to give them more experience," Minos said, looking at Abby and Ruth. He ignored the two giants and Sender, the other members of this group on their recently completed journey.

The two giants were currently at level 113, while the blue-haired woman had been promoted to Junior Officer a year ago. Since then, she had been accompanying Minos and Ruth on external missions.

During this period, Abby had the opportunity to delve deeper into understanding Zocarro and gain more firsthand experience in various combat scenarios within this world.

"Oh? For the younger members of the guild to have the opportunity to learn alongside a legendary member like you is very good. The upcoming generation of guild leaders will surpass the previous one." Praised the chief guard, acknowledging Abby's competence.

Minos and the others nodded, and soon moved inside the guild, heading to the Missions Hall to complete their quest. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

On the way between the fence and the inner city, Ruth couldn't help but sigh, feeling the winds blowing against her as if it was decisive movements of fate.

"Every time we return to the guild, my worries intensify," she whispered, her words not escaping the notice of her companions.

Three and a half years had passed since Minos had become the supervisor of the Law Enforcement Hall. They had faced various missions, political competition, cultivation challenges, new alliances formed, old alliances broken, and so on. However, the high-level attacks they had expected in response to Artaud's death had yet to occur.

With every new mission abroad, the group became more prepared than ever, bracing themselves to confront any trouble that may arise this time. But today, once again, they returned home without having to deal with the level of threat they had expected.

Was it bad for them? Definitely not. However, the sense of uncertainty, not knowing exactly what was happening, was just as unsettling as the knowledge that something dreadful was being plotted against them.

"The current state of affairs is unsustainable. In just a few more years, we will have enough strength to quash any possibility of the Jade Chainsaws' rise. They will launch an attack against us soon," Abby confidently declared.

She didn't need Minos' clairvoyant abilities to understand the current calm was just the silence before the storm.

With each passing day, with each new mission, the chances of the enemy taking action increased.

Abby's extensive war experience made her senses keenly aware that they were on the brink of a decisive moment. It was a make-or-break situation, where victory would bring long-awaited peace, while defeat would mean succumbing to their most formidable adversaries.

In three years, the group's influence had grown exponentially, with new members joining the faction and more guild internal members becoming favorable to them.

With Minos in control of the Law Enforcement Hall, and as the leader of a faction that had Abby and the giants on its side, its total power rivaled that of several Generals combined.

Not only that, but rumors of Minos' relationship with Segiel had already spread throughout the guild, causing at least three Generals to side with the faction, a sign of his group's imposing position.

Many were already talking about Minos' promotion to Senior Officer, a level he could easily reach since he had accumulated enough merit points over the past few years to pay for the promotion exam.

Once he reached that level, it would be a quick step to vying for General positions, which already made him one favorite to become the future Chief Commander of the guild!

Some of Minos' former enemies had already put aside their old grudges in anticipation of his hypothetical ascension. Such actions signaled to his remaining enemies he might soon become too big to deal with by conventional means.

For most, that meant defeat!

Therefore, everyone in the group imagined there would soon be a reaction from one of the enemies, or they might reach the stage where they would be too big to be defeated by their current rivals.

"Don't think about it too much," Minos said as they entered the built-up area of the headquarters. "Regardless of when they act, we've been expecting this action for a long time. We're ready for whatever it is. With Sender and the others traveling with me, I'm confident we can handle any challenge." "I just hope they don't get someone from the 12th stage to deal with us. That would be a deadly challenge." Sender muttered to the group, knowing there were a few Supremes, powerful cultivators with no background, who engaged in strange activities for beings of their rank in order to get resources.

As much as he and the other strongest Sovereigns in the group had done several missions over the past three years, they still didn't feel ready to use the sacrifice of their parasites again. If they were to encounter 12th stage enemies again, they would face considerable risks to their lives!

"Is it possible for them to get someone like that?" Abby asked with a worried frown on her beautiful face.

"It is not impossible. I recently heard rumors that a newly promoted specialist is traveling through the central areas of the continent. But I hope he doesn't come to Examire. Otherwise..." Sender looked at Minos, not needing to say his words for his leader to understand that there was a risk their enemies would use someone like that against them.

"Let's prepare carefully. I'll try to see a bit more of the future before we move again. Let's take a break from our journey for now. For the next six months, there won't be much reason for us to leave the guild." With these words, they entered the Missions Hall, each of them worried about the future in their own way.