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A rare magical miracle in the world-Chapter 838 - 516: Twins (Request for Monthly Tickets)
"Bard!"
Leia called out, and above the glacier, the dark clouds began to melt, a burning golden fireball fell onto the ice field like a meteor.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
Bard, one of Ogysail's Legendary Warriors, also the embodiment of the sun and Guang Hui in the Northern Sea Kingdom.
He was clad in golden armor, a stark contrast to Juan; his cool halo might make anyone believe he was a true deity.
"Trouble in Navia, it's Morgan's Contaminated Species."
"Morgan?"
A dark shadow emerged from beneath the ice field, transforming into a man cloaked in black, holding a cane; it was Hore, Bard's own brother: "How could it be him?"
Unlike the holy Bard, cloaked in light, Hore emanated a chilling and horrific vibe, his eyes closed, though not blind, for his vision connected to the Shadow Dimension, revealing its coming once they opened.
"How dare Morgan?"
Bard was haughty, while Hore rarely spoke, only saying, "Perhaps, it's not just Morgan."
They both understood the feud with Morgan, and if Morgan dared act, it certainly wasn't a foolhardy move without preparation.
After all, Morgan had capable people under him; they wouldn't dare come unprepared.
"So father sent you both."
Among six Legendary Warriors and one Epic, sending two Legends, whether a genuine invasion or a diversion, allows Ogysail enough military strength to respond.
"In Navia, our territory, it's hard to deploy our full power."
"Stop talking," Hore interrupted Bard, "Let's go."
Continuing this conversation is pointless; should Navia truly fall, Ogysail would suffer terribly.
The people there were chosen by Ogysail over 800 years, adaptable to his Miracle Power.
Given the many Miracles around the world, perhaps only one among hundreds could harness a certain Miracle Power.
And that's just adaptability, not considering immense potential.
Selectively chosen, over centuries, the people of Navia's importance is immense.
"Should Navia fail, it would take my father another five hundred years to recover."
Leia advised, "Try to stall them; my father will negotiate first."
Now, Miracle Mainland isn't ruled by one; the existence of the Council of Kings prevents many powerful beings from acting recklessly, including Ogysail.
Though Morgan struck first, Ogysail still needs to investigate.
Moreover, he must gather other Kings stronger than he as witnesses; should Morgan indeed attack without cause, Ogysail need not be passive and can immediately invade Morgan's territory.
Though Navia will suffer losses, this battle could allow Ogysail to seize a large number of citizens back.
Taking from the east wall to repair the west, potentially even gaining more.
One might wonder where's the profit when Navia holds hundreds of thousands with Miracle Citizen qualifications, yet Morgan's ruled people, at most a few million.
From those millions, only a few tens of thousands could adapt to Ogysail's power—surely a huge loss.
No, that's not how this calculation works.
Although Navia's citizens will die, they will not disappear.
Simply put, their souls are immortal, they're just dead once, merely lost a life.
As the Supreme Lord of Miracles, Ogysail as the victor can reclaim all these souls, and then, giving them new bodies is easy.
The rarity of Miracle Citizens isn't just because they were born on Miracle Mainland, but also for their soul's qualifications and talents.
So, even if Ogysail forfeits Navia, by the war's end, he won't suffer any losses.
Arrange for rebirth and draw them back, a matter of hardly a dozen or two decades.
For Kings with infinite lives, a few decades are merely a moment of sleep.
"Damn it!"
In the southern Navia Islands, Juan stood alone atop a towering lighthouse, and before him, countless Sea Monsters emerged from the sea like an endless dark tide.
That familiar Miracle Power, even with his eyes closed, Juan knew its origin.
"Morgan!"
Juan ground his teeth and shouted, "Deep Sea King, since you've come, why not show yourself?"
The mere Master Level Juan was no match for these Sea Monsters, even if they were all Berserk Masters; with such numbers, hundreds of Master Level Sea Monsters attacking together was like the apocalypse.
Apart from Miracle Citizens, ordinary people of the Navia Islands, just a glance from afar made them collapse.
Here was the sea; there were means of escape via teleportation.
But here's the issue, the contamination had invaded the sea, rendering the entire ocean and even its space a 'Magic Power' region.
Teleporting now was frankly, playing with one's life.
Juan wasn't afraid; even if the teleportation failed, his Master Level physique could withstand a direct strike from the dimension, let alone mere spatial tears.
But this teleportation circle wasn't meant for him, but for the tens of thousands of civilians of Navia.
Their teleportation resulting in spatial tears was a minor issue, the real concern would be their souls accidentally drifting to the Lower Tier, impossible to retrieve.
"Water erosion, first polluting the environment, then expansion."
"This move."
Juan could almost confirm, it must be the Deep Sea King; no one else under Morgan would act so decisively and aggressively.
"It's been a while, Juan."
The Deep Sea King driving his giant living warship emerged from the sea's depths, facing Juan, spoke, "Does this scenery look familiar?"
"What are you getting at?"
"This is revenge."
Deep Sea King: "200 years ago, you allowed the Berserk Hunt to engulf my village in fog, every person frozen in terror by ghosts."
"But you probably don't remember that."
"Well, yes."
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Deep Sea King: "To you, with the vast scope of the Berserk Hunt, how could you care about a tiny fishing village?"
"Are you here for revenge?"
Juan: "Then targeting me alone would suffice, what you do now, afterward, my lord will not rest!"
"Or did you find allies?"
Juan scoffed, "Ridiculous, being used as a pawn by someone else, does the person behind you dare risk infuriating the Miracle Kings to protect Morgan?"