Chapter 696: âThe War Starts For Realâ
The middle-aged man felt very wronged.
This old man did nothing to you guys! I just want to verify the flagâs authenticity, and if itâs fake, Iâm tasked to find the real flagâs location.
Iâm not harming anyone, okay? Canât you let me off??
A pityâŠthe young spirit looked at the middle-aged man and shook his head.
[Sorry, sorry, we knew that youâre sent here to do something. But we are also on a mission to prevent whatever things youâre going to do.]
The spirit let out a sigh as he patted the middle-aged manâs shoulder.
[Youâre not at fault. Your contracted shaman is. Haaa, you guys are so unlucky to catch our bossâ eyesâŠ]
The young spirit already thought of Ainsley as their boss. After all, when they followed her around, they also got tons of benefits.
First, they could visit the mausoleum anytime. Their identity was already recorded, and they had a year pass to the mausoleum for free!
Not to mention that when they followed Ainsley, the Godfather was there too. Even though the Godfather just appeared now, the spirits were already glad to see their idol.
If youâre a mafia, how could you not idolise the Godfather? All of us worship him!
The young spirit excitedly told the middle-aged spirit about their mission, and when the poor spirit heard the explanation, he wanted to die.
What? They already knew my shamanâs plan? So thatâs why they block my path. They donât want to make things easy for the Naran Family!
The spirit was a bit dumbfounded. He knew that the Naran Familyâs goal was the flag, and if he did his mission well, they could achieve their goal sooner.
ButâŠthe other side surprisingly employed many high-level spirits to destroy everything!
The middle-aged spirit couldnât understand how a wild spirit not contracted to the shaman would obediently obey the shamanâs request.
Isnât that toddlerâs strength too heaven-defying?
Even the shaman guild master wasnât so OP when sheâs just a toddler. Wait, she hadnât even awakened her shaman ability at this age, ahâŠ
The middle-aged spirit already felt like giving up. Without trying to go against the young spirits, he hurriedly returned to his contracted shaman and told him the whole story.
The Naran Familyâs shaman listened to the story, and at the end of the story, his face was already devoid of colour. He looked abnormally pale!
âThisâŠthisâŠdonât tell me the Sloan family head is not just an ordinary shamanâŠm-maybe she has a unique institutionâŠâ the shaman murmured in shock.
The shaman guild master was also like that. She had a unique institution, making her one of the strongest shamans.
The fact that she had two legendary-level spirits proved that she was not your usual shaman.
If what his spirit said is right, for wild spirits to obey a shamanâs request when a contract does not bind themâŠthe shaman must have a unique constitution!
The middle-aged shaman couldnât help but tremble from head to toe. Heâs just an untalented shaman who couldnât even enter the shaman guild.
To go against a genius like thisâŠhe is not willing, ah!
The shaman immediately told Paul the crux of the trouble before raising both of his hands in the air.
âIâm not going to mess with the Sloan family head. Since she had sent those spirits, sheâs hell-bent on not allowing my spirit to spy on her mansion.â
Afraid that Paul would insist, the shaman hurriedly added.
âMy contracted spirit is just a low-level spirit while the other party sent three high-level spirits. Donât forget. Thereâs still the Godfather! I donât want to take the risk.â
He wasnât even the Naran Familyâs inner member, anyway. He only joined the family for the sake of money and items.
After all, even if heâs not worthy of joining the shaman guild due to his lack of talent, he was still sought after by many mid-ranking mafia families.
The Naran Family was one of them. They all could only recruit low-level shamans, but that alone was enough to go against other mafia families who had no shamans.
After all, shamans were really powerful compared to other ability users who didnât have a unique ability.
All dead spirits were people with a certain amount of prestige and popularity, so how could ordinary ability users in the mafia family compare to these spirits?
Thatâs why the shamans were still strong even when they were only low-level. Of course, it was a different matter if the shaman battled another shamanâŠ
Hearing the shamanâs explanation, Paulâs complexion was extremely bad.
He was already frustrated with many things, and now, the shortcut he thought would be their winning path got destroyed even before they tried.
But, itâs really dumb to try pushing things when the other party is strongerâŠ
Paul massaged his temple and waved his hand impatiently.
âOkay, okay, it doesnât matter. Since this plan wonât work, go and help the others to create more holes in the barrier. We need to send as many troops as we can!â
It was already breakfast time when Paul and his people managed to create more holes in the barrier.
After all, it was hard to keep sustaining the barrier when the Naran Family brought more corrosive liquid than the Sloan Family expected.
The priests were already overworked to death, so one or two holes couldnât be avoided.
Right when many Naran family troops finally entered the yard and tried to enter the mansion, it was then the Sloan Familyâs land troops got something to do.
âAttack! Donât let anyone pass through our defensive line! Donât let any rats enter our mansion!â
The Sloan land troopsâ commander roared as he charged to the battlefield.
The war finally started for real!
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