<h4>Chapter 861: Chapter 861: The Other Party Must Be a Spell Expert!</h4>


    At the same moment.


    In the Dihena Desert.


    This vast desert is close to the Imperial Court of Tribute.


    The whole desert is deste and lonely, without any sign of life.


    Yet, deep in this desert, a base is hidden.


    This base is built in a massive desert basin.


    Many fortresses are constructed inside, with thousands of soldiers stationed within the base.


    This base is called "Sand Sea Base" and it’s run by one of Flower g Country’s top teams, the Owl Dragon Battle Team.


    At this moment.


    In a room of one of the fortresses.


    A skinny ck middle-aged man wearing a gray robe was seated on the bed, his body shimmering with ck and gray light.


    This middle-aged ck man was a gray-robed wizard from the Wizard Alliance Outside the Realm named Calvin Gilen, possessing powerful witchcraft.


    In the Wizard Alliance, red-robed wizards are the strongest, considered the Great Priest.


    Descending order from there are gray-robed wizards, blue-robed wizards, purple-robed wizards, and ck-robed wizards.


    Just at this moment.


    Calvin violently opened his eyes and spurted a mouthful of blood with a "puff."


    He was drenched in cold sweat, gritting his teeth and roaring: "Who?! Who exactly broke my evil spirit witchcraft?!"


    Knock, knock, knock.


    Just at this moment, there was a knock at the door.


    "Come in," Calvin said.


    The door was pushed open.


    A brawny ck man in military attire walked in, cursing under his breath.


    "FUCK! Mr. Calvin, no need to hold back anymore!


    If that Aledmon chooses to be a cup unwilling to be filled, then nt the evil spirits in all other members of the Imperial Court of Tribute!"


    This brawny ck man was Flete—themander of the base and Captain of the Tenth Squad of the Owl Dragon Battle Team.


    However, when he saw the blood on the ground, he was startled and immediately asked: "Mr. Calvin, what’s wrong?"


    With a somber face, Calvin said, "The evil spirit I nted in Salma was killed just now.


    More than that, this person didn’t just kill my evil spirit, but also counter-attacked me.


    It seems that Aledmon must have sought help from an expert."


    "What?!"


    Flete couldn’t believe what he heard: "Mr. Calvin, you’re one of the top ten wizards under the Great Priest!


    Someone can break your witchcraft?!"


    Calvin, squinting, said: "The opponent must be an expert in witchcraft, otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to break my spell.


    As long as this person is present, no matter how many evil spirits I nt, it will be of no use."


    "Damn it!"


    Flete clenched his fist and said harshly, "Aledmon was about to give in, but I didn’t expect this to happen at this critical moment!"


    Then, he proceeded to ask: "Mr. Calvin, what should we do now?"


    Calvin’s cold eyes said, "This person must definitely be in the Imperial Court of Tribute right now, otherwise he could not have possibly broke my witchcraft.


    We should immediately send someone to kill him, otherwise, our n will surely end in failure."


    Flete nodded and said: "Alright, I’ll send people to the Imperial Court of Tribute right away to find out who this punk is and then kill him!"


    Calvin said, "Mr. Flete, I will also send a group of wizards with your people!


    This punk dares to hurt me, I’ll make sure he dies a cruel death!"


    Flete let out a heartyugh and said: "With Mr. Calvin’s wizards helping us, no matter who that punk is, he is bound to die!"


    ...


    At this moment.


    At The Imperial Court of Tribute.


    In a room on the third floor of the royal pce.


    When all the silver needles had stopped trembling.


    Lionel Yeager waved his right hand and took back all nine silver needles.


    "Mr. Yeager, is Salma alright now?"


    Williams quickly put forth a question.


    "Okay, she’ll wake up soon," said Lionel Yeager.


    Everyone’s attentionnded on Salma.


    It took only a few more minutes.


    Salma’s thick eyshes twitched, then her eyes slowly opened.


    "She’s awake, she really is awake!


    Salma, my daughter, you’ve finally awakened!"


    "Little sister!"


    Overjoyed, Aledmon and Hamandi quickly rushed over to her.


    Salma asked in bewilderment, "Father, Hamandi, what happened to me?"


    Aledmon exined, "Salma, you have been unconscious for nearly half a month ..."


    "What?! I’ve been unconscious for half a month?!


    What on Earth happened?!"


    Salma asked in shock.


    "Salma, this is what happened..."


    Aledmon briefed her on all that had transpired.


    After hearing his exnation, Salma hurriedly swung her legs off the bed and bowed towards Lionel, saying gratefully, "Mr. Yeager, thank you for saving me. I am forever indebted to you!"


    "Mr. Yeager, thank you for saving my daughter!


    From today, you are considered an honored friend of our Imperial Court of Tribute!"


    Aledmon also promptly expressed his gratitude before turning away and made a phone call.


    A short whileter...


    A housekeeper quickly rushed in and handed Aledmon a gold card made of pure gold.


    In addition to the ount number, the card was also inscribed with the crest of the Imperial Court of Tribute.


    Aledmon handed the card over to Lionel, saying, "Mr. Yeager, this is a gold card of our royal family, usually held solely by our family members!


    There are two billion US dors in it, which I wish to gift you!


    And as long as you have this card, you can consume for free in any of our Tribute Court hotels, restaurants, malls, or other establishments."


    Williamsughed, saying, "Mr. Yeager, ept it. Aldemon isn’t short of money, you don’t have to stand on ceremony."


    Lionel nodded, epted the bank card, and casually put it in his pocket.


    "Mr. Yeager, I apologize for the previous offense, I hope you can forgive me."


    Hamandi also swiftly expressed his thanks to Lionel.


    He was overwhelmingly impressed by Lionel.


    Lionelughed, saying, "All of you need to learn to behave, you shouldn’t rely on your prince’s identity to harass others, right?"


    "You’re right, Mr. Yeager, I won’t do that anymore."


    Scratching his head, Hamandi then took a car key out of his pocket and passed it to Lionel.


    "Mr. Yeager, this is my favorite of my several dozen luxury cars, named ’ck Lightning’, and it is worth 500 million.


    I had this car specially made, there is only one like it in the world, and I intend to gift it to you."


    Magma Tyrant jokingly said, "Hamandi, you were previously so reluctant to lend us the car, and now you’re just going to give it away to Mr. Yeager?


    Hamandiughed, "As long as I can be friends with Mr. Yeager, a car is really the least of it."


    Dark Knight said to Lionel, "Mr. Yeager, this guy’s car is indeed well-known worldwide.


    Previously a big star in the East Nation named Brother Kernot borrowed it for filming.


    He only lent it out once, and he himself barely dared to drive it.


    Since he’s willing to give this car to you now, it means he truly wishes to be your friend."


    Lionel helplessly said, "But I can’t exactly take the car with me, should I drive it all the way back?"


    Hamandi spoke up: "That’s not a problem at all, just give me an address, and I’ll have it shipped back to you."


    "Alright, suit yourself."


    Lionel nodded, he didn’t really have an interest in cars.


    Aledmon nced at the time, saying, "Mr. Yeager, it’s already past seven in the evening, would you and your friends like to stay for dinner?"


    "That’ll be great."


    Lionel epted his dinner invitation.