The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2586  Supreme Corpse?

Upon his entry to the Cerulean Isle, Minos would soon meet the leaders of the area, as well as his son.

"What exactly is your mission here, Officer Minos? How long can we count on you?" Asked a level 114 Sovereign from Armhands, the leader of the group of high-ranking allies currently stationed in the area.

"My mission was only to deal with today's battle. But with the appearance of a Supreme so close, we can't risk it. I'll stay to support the troops until reinforcements arrive from the headquarters."

There were only four Sovereign level 114 members of the Armhands on the Cerulean Isle. They had parasites like Minos', but their growth rates differed from his. Some simply couldn't sacrifice their parasites right now, while others didn't have the same temporary strengthening as the level 109 human.

Minos had earned a lot of merit and had many opportunities to grow not only himself but also his parasite. Not everyone there could compare to him, who could command his parasite to sacrifice itself at any time.

But even if one or two of them were capable, it didn't mean they would do it, or even that they would succeed after that.

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It was better to keep as much power as possible on the Cerulean Isle for the time being than to risk leaving and leaving this group in a bad situation.

The Sovereigns of both the Armhands and the forces allied with the guild breathed a sigh of relief at Minos' decision.

"What now?" Kendrick took advantage of when everyone in the courtyard seemed to sigh to ask his father.

"Now we wait for reinforcements. Either the guild will send a General to join us, or even one of the Supremes of the alliance might come here. I'll wait for their answer and then leave. In the meantime, I'll help strengthen the defenses of this area," Minos said loud and clear.

Unlike the level 114 Senior Officers there, Generals could use their sacrifices more easily and have even more power as a result. Even if having one wasn't the same as having a Supreme, it was still the best-case scenario for these many men on mission in the area.

Minos nodded to the men there and approached his son, who was obviously standing next to Grisdi in the central courtyard of the island's building.

"You come back to the guild with me. This place doesn't look good to me. Either the guild will lose it or many will die defending it." Minos patted his son lightly on the face, teaching him to choose where to fight.

Kendrick glanced at his father, uncertain. "If I go through with it, I'll end up failing my mission."

"You already have a lot of merit points. This is no obligation for you. You're just wasting your time invested here." Minos walked ahead of his son, a dozen men following them from not too far away, but not so close as to take away the privacy they needed to talk.

"We'd better get back. Your father's always right, Kendrick." Grisdi took one of his hands, not caring about the weeks of hard work they had already put into this mission.

Minos looked at Kendrick and Grisdi and said. "You should go into seclusion for a while. You're only Intermediate Officers. There's no need to put too much effort into this war.

The growth opportunities of war don't have to be experienced 100%. Cultivate for another five years and then go away for a few weeks. Cultivate for another five years and then repeat until the war is over. That way, you'll get a lot of credit, you'll be able to refine your cultivation on the battlefield, and advance your cultivation faster."

Kendrick clenched his fists, not too happy with his father's plan, but he accepted it anyway.

"All right. We'll go back to the guild with you and spend some time in seclusion."

"Good. But don't do it for five years right away. Don't forget the competition with your sisters and Gloria in less than three years." Minos smiled as he patted one of his son's shoulders.

"We will still be at war in three years... Is it a good idea to vie with each other then?" He asked.

"Don't think about it too much. Three years could change a lot. And even if it doesn't, my experiments on the corpses will be far advanced by then. Things will be calmer by then." Minos smiled, eager to return to the guild and continue his observations of the aftermath of the battle on the five corpses.

That was his actual mission, and he intended to continue it amid the current war, refining his group's knowledge of the effects of the black liquid on their corpses.

'The next time I leave the headquarters, it might be interesting to take some of the black liquid with me... Instead of using the sacrifice of the Flashdrain parasite to strengthen myself, I can turn one of these corpses into a Supreme.'

Minos clenched his fists at the thought of this possibility, which would certainly interest him and the guild Elders.

'But I'll need the approval of the Elders and at least one Supreme willing to accompany me. We can't risk losing the black liquid to an out-of-control corpse, or even to an enemy who proves capable of defeating my guinea pig.' Minos pondered in silence as he walked away from Kendrick and Grisdi.

Dealing with a level 115 corpse would be something completely new for him and Abby, something they certainly couldn't handle with their current cultivation.

In that case, he would have to prepare well for this next ambitious step in his experiments with his wife!

As Minos began his plans, the men of the Cerulean Isle returned to their positions, some leaders in the area eager to talk to him, but most just relieved to have his presence, at least for the moment.

The war itself still had a long way to go. Today's relief was no guarantee of good times tomorrow or in the future. Soon they would all return to their usual seriousness, preparing for the dark future that lay ahead for some.