Chapter 452 - Who Killed Wilfrid?
At the same time, everyone thought of another question.
"If that's the case, then isn't Gladstone the person who passed the final trial in the lost divine kingdom?"
"An outsider from the Plane of Slaughter?"
"What else can we do? He's so powerful!"
"That's right. Since the people from the Supreme Academy are here, there's only a possibility that he'll receive the reward."
"The Supreme Academy is simply too powerful. Any student can easily wipe out a genius from the younger generation of the empires."
"That's too terrifying. In the future, you must never offend the people from the Supreme Academy!"
"You speak as if you could offend them in the past."
Everyone began to discuss amongst themselves. This time, Gladstone's actions caused everyone to feel a tremendous amount of shock.
Aside from the people who were discussing amongst themselves.
The highgods all had solemn looks on their faces.
They were already highgod level experts, and they knew more than anyone else.
They understood how terrifying the Supreme Academy was.
But this time, Gladstone had killed ten thousand of the geniuses of the Litlan Empire with a single attack. This had also caused them to feel a tremendous amount of shock.
Gladstone had acted too wantonly. He simply didn't put an empire in his eyes.
But there was nothing they could do.
Even if Gladstone wanted them to kill him, they didn't dare to act.
"Forget it. Let him have the sovereign's legacy."
The leader of the Orencia Empire, the highgod, let out a long sigh.
He then said, "No matter what, it's enough that most of them are able to come out alive."
Hearing this, the others nodded as well.
Just now, they had felt that it was a pity that the people of their own empire hadn't received the legacy of a sovereign.
But after hearing what had happened in the Litlan Empire...
They no longer felt pity. Instead, they felt a wave of joy.
Everything was afraid of comparison.
The highgods of the Orencia Empire and the Quince Empire, upon seeing the gloomy expressions of the highgods of the Litlan Empire, felt much better about not receiving any rewards.
"However, the sovereign's legacy was snatched away by an outsider. I wonder if the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter will say anything?"
The leader of the highgods said in a low voice.
"It shouldn't be. Gladstone is so powerful. He might be one of the more important students of the Supreme Academy. Even the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter probably won't act so easily."
"I think the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter might act, but he probably won't kill him. He'll just snatch away the sovereign's legacy."
"Who knows? In any case, it has nothing to do with us."
The highgods began to discuss in low voices.
Gladstone, relying on his background as a member of the Supreme Academy, although the Litlan Empire didn't have the right to go find trouble with him.
But the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter might not.
After all, the Master of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter was the current God of Slaughter!
Sovereign-level experts couldn't easily offend the Supreme Academy, but they wouldn't be so afraid of a puny student.
Clemente and Valentine listened to the discussions of the highgods, wanting to open their mouths to explain.
But before they could speak, a voice interrupted them.
"Clemente!"
An enraged roar echoed in the air above the sovereign's tomb.
Because of this enraged roar, the void was filled with ripples that continuously spread outwards.
Everyone's gaze was drawn to this voice.
They saw a late-stage highgod expert with an ugly look on his face, his eyes filled with an extremely angry look.
Behind him were a few highgods.
They transformed into streaks of light, flying towards the two empires' camp.
When the highgods of the two empires saw this scene, they couldn't help but frown, their faces grim.
"What are you doing here?"
The leader of the Orencia Empire, a highgod, said in a cold voice.
The highgods completely ignored his question, as though they hadn't seen him at all.
Instead, they turned their gazes towards Clemente and asked.
"Clemente, do you know what it is like for us, the people of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter?"
A late-stage highgod said.
That's right. These highgods were the experts of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter.
Hearing his words, everyone suddenly realized that they hadn't seen any of the geniuses of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter!
Just now, their attention had been focused on Clemente, and they had been focused on listening to Gladstone's story.
But they hadn't discovered the twenty thousand geniuses of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter. Now, they hadn't seen a single one!
"Wilfrid, Bartholomew, and the others were also killed by that Gladstone you mentioned?"
The late-stage highgod questioned, his voice filled with a cold aura.
The leader of the Orencia Empire, the highgod, saw that he had been ignored, and his face turned even uglier.
"You people of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter are too overbearing. You came to our Orencia Empire and the Quince Empire's camp to question our geniuses!"
The leader of the highgods said coldly.
At this moment, the late-stage highgod of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter glanced at him.
And then he said, "I'm not here to cause trouble."
"If it really was Gladstone, that fellow, who killed twenty thousand of our geniuses, and also killed Wilfrid and Bartholomew."
"The Divine Kingdom of Slaughter will definitely make him pay a price. Even if he is a member of the Supreme Academy, he is no exception!"
In an instant!
An extremely cold aura spread throughout the entire area.
Some of the weaker demigods couldn't help but tremble.
Seeing this, the highgods of the two empires no longer spoke.
Since the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter wasn't here to cause trouble, there was no need for them to become enemies with the other side.
In addition, at this moment, they wanted to know whether Gladstone had killed the twenty thousand geniuses of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter?
Everyone looked at Clemente and Valentine.
Rather than saying that they had doubts, it was more appropriate to say that they were trying to prove their own opinions.
In reality, everyone believed that Gladstone had killed the 20,000 geniuses of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter, including Bartholomew and Wilfrid.
After all, other than the students of the Supreme Academy, there was no one else who could do this.
Wilfrid himself was the number one genius of the Plane of Slaughter. In addition, there was Bartholomew and twenty thousand geniuses.
There was no one in the Plane of Slaughter who was a match for them.
Unless Gladstone wasn't the only student of the Supreme Academy who had entered the sovereign's tomb!
But this sort of situation was almost impossible.
Everyone was waiting for Clemente and Valentine's reply.
They only saw the two exchange a glance, their faces turning extremely ugly.
The two-faced the questions of a late-stage highgod, but they didn't answer. Instead, they remained silent.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Was it Gladstone who did it?"
Seeing the two remain silent, the late-stage highgod once more became enraged, shouting loudly.
Clemente and Valentine both sighed.
At that time, the two of them weren't the only ones who had witnessed that scene.
The people of the Orencia Empire and the Quince Empire had all seen that scene.
Even if they didn't say anything, someone would say something.
Thinking of this...
Clemente shook his head.
"It wasn't Gladstone."