Chapter 2834: Kill Them All!
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Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Three Mischief Encampment
Fighting a Cactus Devil beneath a blood rule storm would put anyone at a disadvantage. Cactus Devils were known to swallow seas and oceans of waterâor any fluidâto increase their size and store it for recovery when needed. Under a blood rule storm, Peyote would have an endless supply of blood rule to help him recover without compromising his size.
So, taking him on beneath the blood rule storm was a terrible idea, even for Konjur. Why would he spend twice, or even thrice, the amount of faith when he could defeat the same opponent for less? Konjur might be wealthy in faith, but he wasnât foolish. He took the fight above the blood rule storm, where he could more easily disrupt Peyoteâs recovery by cutting off his access to the liquid blood raining from it.
"Letâs not forget our main target. Split up and find the Emissary of Light. Field Marshal, you take the storm clouds. Karl and Corey, you two take the ground. Iâll search above the storm.
When you find him, donât be reckless. Just because heâs lost his followers doesnât mean heâs harmless. As far as I know, the Dark Cults use faith as a currency, which means they can exchange it among themselves. So itâs not far-fetched to assume he borrowed faith from Konjur.
When you find him, report immediately and wait for reinforcements. Only engage if heâs trying to escape."
I immediately assigned each of them their roles, intent on making full use of the chaos to accomplish my primary objectiveâkilling the Emissary of Light. As for the rest, I wanted to first assess how the fight between Peyote and Konjur was unfolding. Based on that, I would decide how to ensure there were no dangers or obstacles left in my path.
Both Peyote and Konjur were proving to be formidableâespecially Peyote. I had underestimated him. His illusion materialization ability was nothing short of a godsend. It served as both an excellent offensive and defensive power.
"Wyatt, Karl can handle the search for the Emissary on the ground alone. Iâm coming with you."
As the Field Marshal and Karl moved to carry out their orders, Corey questioned hers. There was a reason I had paired her with Karlâso he could subtly keep an eye on her and stop her before she did anything reckless again. So, of course, I refused.
"Donât be ridiculous. Just conduct the search for the Emissary on the ground with Karl. Donât make me repeat myself."
"Wyatt, I donât need your protection. Iâm more than capable of handling thisâjust like I have so far."
Corey continued to argue, and without waiting for my permission, she shot up above the clouds. Enraged, I grabbed her and flung her down, slamming her hard onto the ground below.
"Corey, all youâve managed to do is turn the Card World into a battlefield for two semi-ruler entities with power rivaling that of ruler-class beingsâdespite both of them having their realms suppressed by the worldâs will. If one of them doesnât back down soon, they could destroy the five regionsâmaybe even the entire Card World. The fact that you canât see the consequences of your actions says enough. Shut up and do what I say, or I willâ"
When I faced Konjur, I remember thinking things couldnât get any worseâbut Corey found a way to prove me wrong by inviting Peyote. Even now, she seemed to be following a plan of her own. Knowing just how reckless her plans could be, I had no intention of letting her continue down that path, even if it meant standing against her myself. But Corey ferociously cutin, yelling, "Or you will what, Wyatt?
"Grow up already. Weâre being invaded by two of the Myriad Realmâs most notorious forcesâthe Devil Merchant Code and the Dark Cults. Thereâs no playing it safe here. Today, weâre not just killing the Emissary of Lightâweâre killing Konjur and Peyote as well. Because neither of them will simply leave after defeating the other. As long as either of them is alive, the Card World isnât safe. So they all need to die."
"Corey, honey, calm down. Killing those two devils in our realm will not change anything, only delay the inevitable."
The Field Marshal halted after hearing our altercation. She sided with meânot because I was her young lord, but because Coreyâs plan was too extreme. She wanted us to kill two semi-ruler entities, and not just anyâthese two stood at the very peak of that level. Especially Konjur, with his near-endless reserves of faith.
The Field Marshal believed our chances were far better if we forced both of them to withdraw for now. Killing them outright wasnât feasibleânot unless we could somehow exhaust Konjurâs faith reserves or find a way to harm Peyoteâs true body in its illusionary state. Both were far easier said than done.
"You guys, canât you trust me for once? My previous self killed Peyote once. I can do it again. Have faith in me."
Corey spoke with a hint of disappointment, but beneath that facade she was concealing far too much. Back in Princess Corey Stuartâs world, Peyoteâs realm had been suppressed, and even the number of abilities he could use had been limited. His illusion materialization had never reached its full potentialâyet it had still managed to take Corey Stuart down with it.
Corey didnât dare share any of that with her boss. She knew he would bench her without a second thought, never even hearing the âbrilliantâ plan she believed could kill not just Peyote, but Konjur as well.
Yes, her earlier indignation had mostly been an actâmeant to seize control of the situation and get her way without question. But she hadnât expected her boss to be this stubborn. Fortunately for her, he was also her best friend.
Corey wasnât sure about her boss, but the Field Marshal seemed to be buying her story. She stepped in to persuade him.
"Wyatt, it wouldnât hurt to hear her out. After all, she did kill him once."
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