<h4>Chapter 2282: Chapter 2282: Traitor</h4>


    "What’s the situation?"


    Jovany Leopold had already unsheathed his sword, but before he could make a move, he realized that the surrounding specters had long since run out of the cave,pletely ignoring them.


    "Leave here, head south until you reach a port. In the district at the port, wait there; a ship will pick you up."


    Julius Reed looked at the familiar figure before him.


    It was not the face that was familiar.


    It was the eyes.


    The expressions of these people were numb, with terror, anxiety, and deep fear in their eyes.


    Yet they had long be ustomed to it.


    These people, treated as tools by Mont, had no idea what real life was like.


    They believed that humans were born to be ves.


    No one moved after Julius Reed spoke.


    Everyone stood obediently in ce.


    Their faces were full of confusion.


    "Go on! If theye backter, you won’t be able to leave."


    Jovany Leopold was anxiously shouting on the side.


    This was no ce for humans, unimaginable what suffering these people had endured.


    He had once stayed in a cave, knowing what it felt like to be trapped inside.


    The air outside was sweet.


    The wild fruits outside were a delicacy.


    But the lives of these people in front of him were not even as good as their life in the cave.


    "Hurry up and go!"


    Jovany kept shouting.


    But no matter how much he shouted, there was no response.


    The people seemed deaf, standing in the cave, looking ahead.


    Not a single person moved a step.


    "Hurry up, what are you thinking!" Jovany walked over, grabbed one person’s hand: "Quick!"


    But that person withdrew his hand in fear, running towards the prison.


    He expertly took off his clothes, hanging them in a numbered locker.


    Then he ran into the filthy prison, squatting down obediently.


    With him taking the lead, the others quickly followed suit.


    Everyone systematically and orderly hung up their clothes, then returned to their respective prison cells.


    Jovany Leopold was stunned.


    "They have long been trained like this, losing basic thought. For now, let’s leave, just ensure their safety, we’ll take care of the rest slowly."


    Julius Reed’s eyes were fixed on the people in the prison, as he strode out of the cave.


    Getting them to adapt to normal life needed time.


    Forcing them away would only harm them.


    The rm bells grew louder and louder.


    There were originally many specters at the cave’s entrance, but less than twenty remained.


    Since Julius Reed had been inside before, when the specters saw theming out, they had no reaction.


    They tacitly permitted their departure.


    "Where have they all gone? Let’s go help."


    Julius Reed walked up to a specter and asked.


    He wasn’t afraid of being recognized as human.


    Though specters looked very human, their behavior differed significantly in certain ways.


    "One kilometer ahead,"


    the specter pointed eastward.


    "Alright."


    Julius Reed nced at Jovany Leopold, thetter remaining with the Mont Crown Prince to prevent civilians from being ughtered.


    If the specters attacked, the two could stop them.


    Meanwhile, Julius Reed briskly walked eastward.


    From afar, he heard shouting and fighting.


    Julius Reed quickened his pace, arriving at a main road.


    Although the road was less than a kilometer from the cave, dense forests in between made it impossible to notice the cave within.


    Inside the cave, so many people were still imprisoned.


    Many specters surrounded the main road, and in the center stood a man.


    The ground was strewn with bodies.


    "Who dares make trouble in Mont!"


    A specter on horseback, donned in silver armor and holding a silver spear, pointed at the man, shouting harshly: "Are you seeking death?"


    "You are the ones seeking death."


    The man raised his head, a slight smirk on his lips.


    He drew his sword abruptly!


    Swish!


    A streak of Sword Qi shot out!


    In an instant, it slew dozens of specters before him!


    The specter leader on horseback leaped high, narrowly evading.


    The poor warhorse was in on the spot!


    But before the leader could catch his breath, the man had already appeared behind him like a sh.


    The longsword was unsheathed!


    A cold gleam shed.


    Swish!


    The leader’s head tumbled to the ground.


    Dead on the spot.


    The remaining specters did not panic.


    They knew no fear; battle was their mission.


    Even with their leader in, the others charged forward.


    The man became a series of phantoms.


    The longsword in his hand continuously struck down.


    In less than three seconds, nearly a hundred specters had all been killed.


    "Trent Marsh?"


    Seeing the man’s figure, Julius Reed was a bit surprised.


    This was none other than War God Trent Marsh!


    Rumor had it, he was the first great general of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance in those days!


    Ruthless, with unparalleled strength.


    ording to Jovany Leopold, Trent Marsh sought out ancient martial artists to kill Julius Reed because he had important business to attend to.


    But was this important business in Mont?


    Julius Reed retreated slightly; Trent Marsh might be here for him.


    But if that’s true, Trent Marsh’s ability to foresee the future would be too strong.


    Did he know in advance that Julius Reed had teleported through the temple?


    "The troublemaker is here."


    Before Julius Reed could act, a voice rang out.


    The earth trembled slightly.


    The synchronized footsteps sounded like thunder, hurting the ears!


    The ground quaked, like an earthquake.


    "What a grand show!"


    Trent Marsh raised his head, looking forward with arrogant pride: "Since when can dogs unt in front of their master?"


    As soon as he finished speaking, Julius Reed immediately shifted his focus.


    These specters were created by Trent Marsh, and now that he said this, it must be rted to the specters.


    Sure enough.


    A specter d in sable furs, sitting on a chariot pulled by thirty-six warhorses, gazed coldly at Trent Marsh.


    And behind him, countless specters advanced step by step.


    At a nce, they crowded the horizon.


    Like dark clouds.


    The leader stood on the chariot, raising his hand.


    Instantly, the countless specters halted.


    The entire street fell silent.


    "Salute... the King!"


    The leader stepped off the chariot, kneeling on the ground in respect.


    "Do you still recognize me?" Trent Marsh embraced his sword, speaking with a cheerful grin: "What a disy! But does itpare to my time with the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance? Back then, which of my marquises didn’tmand a million troops?"


    "And now you’ve fallen to such a state, how can you face me!"


    The more Trent Marsh spoke, the colder his voice became.


    "King."


    The leader slowly stood up, drawing the sword at his waist: "I no longer swear loyalty to you. I, Cooper Yarrow, now serve the Yellow Emperor."


    "Traitor."


    Trent Marsh shook his head, without a hint of anger.


    These figures were merely machines; they erred initially and wereter found by Ilia Danvers, who exploited them.


    Even erasing their loyalty.


    "Kill!"


    Cooper Yarrow pointed his longsword!


    Tens of thousands of specters marched forward in unison!


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