The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2602  Leaving the Guild to Test Powers 

Three days later...

After creating two new level 115 corpses and completing 10 corpses of this active cultivation, leaving only 27% of the black liquid available in the guild for use, Minos, Abby, and Ruth left the headquarters the previous day. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Besides them, a new elder left the headquarters along with the two level 115 corpses, which were even more focused and easier to control than the previous corpses because of Minos' level increase.

To leave the guild, they took on a mission against one of the Firestone Mines Coalition outposts in the Riverpeak Front, which was two weeks away from Examire at Minos' current speed.

Using his powerful dragon form, Minos left the guild with his women on his back, flying through the coalition-dominated territory, a safe area for them to travel through with little trouble.

Meanwhile, the core of the faction stayed behind at headquarters, continuing their activities in search of the next level and the completion of their missions related to Minos' departure for Uzira, scheduled for just over 70 years.

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The first days of the journey were uneventful for the trio from the Spiritual World.

Traveling through territory controlled by the guild and its allies, they didn't encounter many problems during the first nine days of their journey.

Even though their enemies often attacked areas controlled by forces opposed to their own, as Minos intended to do on this mission to the Riverpeak Front, most of the time, such areas were safe to travel through.

It could be quite dangerous to stay in one place for too long. But using a certain area with these characteristics as a passageway rarely posed any major challenges.

At the level Minos was currently at, there weren't many challenges that would have caught his attention.

After a quiet journey with his two wives, Minos spotted the last camp of the Armhands on the road they were traveling that morning.

Despite all his strength and the trio's ability to act together, they needed more up-to-date information to continue their journey, which would take them into an unoccupied area and then into enemy-held territory.

Minos alerted his wives for the approach of the Armhands' camp just ahead, and it wasn't long before they were flying to his side as he returned to his human form.

Carrying Armhands' credentials, they flew past the sentries around the camp's perimeter and landed on the south side of the guild's men's outpost.

The men in the area made gestures of respect to Minos, recognizing his rank as General; some men looked at him with curiosity.

Some of them knew Minos, but many had never met him, and after hearing the news of his promotion, they still had doubts about the white-haired human's powers.

This was not the case with Maximillian, who was standing guard around the main tent of the camp.

"Minos..." This level 110 muttered as he looked at the white-haired man with six wings on his back, a completely transformed man with a terrifying aura despite only having a level 110 cultivation base.

Because of his position as a Senior Officer, Maximilian had spent almost all the last 20 years as a guild fighter on battlefields or in camps like this.

Minos saw the black-haired human standing in front of the tent he was going to, and smiled as he remembered how he had put Maximillian in the difficult situation he was currently in.

Throughout that time period, Maximilian endured the hardships of poverty and had limited opportunities for personal growth. He had engaged in numerous battles, and on several occasions, he narrowly escaped death.

But he had survived so far, showing his resilience, a sign of his innate ability that had protected him from time itself when he was in the Spiritual World, and which had saved his life on this dangerous planet.

"Looks like you've been in some good fights, Maximillian." Minos said as he stopped in front of the camp's command tent, where he and his wives looked at the scarred face of the Senior Officer.

"Yes, I've had some battles that will be hard to forget, General." Maximilian replied dutifully, respecting the rules of the guild, but more afraid of the level Minos was currently at than of the rank of this guy he didn't know if was still a human.

"When will you return to the headquarters, Maximillian?" Minos asked.

"My current shift should be over in six months. If I'm still alive, I'll pay my respects to the General."

Minos smiled as he approached Maximillian and patted the man, who was now much smaller than he had once been, lightly on the shoulder.

"I hope you make it. Soon Vico and Callie will return from the Spiritual World with more of our companions. I'm sure some of them would be glad to see you again."

Maximillian wasn't surprised by the information, as he had already imagined that this was Minos' plan.

'The Stuart family will play a much more important role in the guild's future than I thought... I have to be careful with some of them. As long ago as the war against the west region was for me, I'm sure it's only been a few years for those who stayed behind and survived the War of the Worlds. Surely the resentment still runs high.'

Maximilian was worried.

He certainly couldn't do anything against those people joining Minos' group in the future, and he knew these individuals would easily grow under Minos' wing. His only alternative to avoid some old problems from his homeworld was to become stronger and avoid unnecessary contact.

Still, he replied in an enthusiastic tone, "I am glad to hear that. The Spiritual World, though weak, has much potential for growth hidden in the lineage of our people. I imagine Aurea will come with the next group, right?"

"Certainly. I think she'll do very well when she gets to Zocarro. A highly talented elf like her will quickly reach the middle of the 11th level." Minos thought of the elf who had stayed behind to put things in order in the Spiritual World after the War of the Worlds.

Maximilian agreed and asked, "How long will it take until Vico and Callie return, General?"

"About 20 years, maybe more. Hardly less."

"I see..." Maximillian sighed, feeling he could prepare longer for the potential rivals that would come with Vico and Callie.

Minos said goodbye to Maximillian and entered the command tent to get the information he needed to go to the Riverpeak Front.