The Cunning Beirut

O'Brien Empire, Imperial Palace. 69ƧΉЦX.ᄃӨM

Adkins looked south, his brow furrowed. Bernas stood respectfully beside him.

"Lord Bluefire, you truly have guts," Adkins remarked.

Bernas said in a low voice, "Building such a thing would consume an astonishing amount of divine power and mental energy."

Adkins scoffed, "The consumption of divine power and mental energy is astonishing. However, the creation of one relies primarily on his Earth Divine Clone, meaning his strongest Earth -Fire Element Divine Clone won't suffer any loss in strength."

"Bluefire, he's too strong!"

Adkins looked up and remained silent for a long time.

Bernas sighed inwardly, "Young Master is just too competitive, unwilling to be subordinate to anyone. But in the Gebada Plane Prison, he's far inferior to the Five Great Kings. If he goes to the Supreme Plane, where there are even more powerful beings, he'll probably be even less likely to become a top figure. The treasures of the Necropolis of the Gods are Young Master's only hope."

Bernas knew very well that Adkins would not give up.

Adkins suddenly turned around. "Bernas, I don't want to wait anymore."

"Lord Adkins? You—" Bernas was taken aback; he knew what Adkins meant.

Adkins's gaze was sharp as a knife. "Now is the perfect opportunity. Bluefire is completely focused on construction and has no energy left to pay attention to us. Go and summon Gaitenbi immediately."

"Yes!" Bernas also took a deep breath, and immediately spread his divine sense to transmit the order to Gettenby.

Adkins originally had four Midgod under his command, but O'Gavin and Hanbrit went to seek revenge on Lin Feng and were killed by Lin Feng, leaving only Bernas and Gaitenbi Midgod.

Adkins appeared calm on the surface, but was inwardly extremely excited.

"A Fate day!" Adkins thought to himself.

Soon, Gaitenbi arrived and immediately knelt respectfully on one knee. "Lord Adkins."

"Come with me to the Forest of Darkness," Adkins said.

Gaiteng was bewildered. He had just been shocked by the elemental tremors that shook the heavens and earth, and now he was being ordered over without any explanation to go to the Forest of Darkness. But he could only suppress his doubts and follow Adkins and Bernas as they flew toward the Forest of Darkness.

Inside the Forest of Darkness, in the Metal Castle.

Lin Feng and Beibei are still with Beirut.

Beibei looked distressed and said, "Grandpa Beirut, you can take your time to comprehend the profound mysteries of the Mysteries. Why do you insist on keeping me in this Metal Castle? Who knows when I'll succeed if I try to comprehend them here?"

"Don't worry, I'm just letting you grasp the simplest aspects of the Mysteries mystery of the ' Dark Element.' Moreover, to help you grasp it, I've obtained a treasure to assist you. This cost my grandfather a great deal to acquire," Beirut said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng knew that the treasure must be the Soul Stripping fragment that Beirut had invited Dunnington to obtain.

"How precious is this treasure?" Beibei's eyes lit up.

"Don't ask so many questions," Beirut said solemnly. "Just stay here and don't disappoint your grandfather."

Lin Feng also comforted and persuaded Beibei, Beibei finally agreed because she was very curious about the treasure. After all, Beibei knew how wealthy her grandfather was. If Beirut had said it cost a great deal to acquire it, this treasure must be extraordinary.

"Hmm?" Beirut frowned slightly.

"Harry!" Beirut called out. A figure quickly entered the living room; it was Harry, one of the three Purple-Gold Rat King. Beirut instructed, "Harry, you stay here and keep an eye on Beibei. Don't let him run around. I'm going out for a bit."

"Yes, Father," Harry replied respectfully.

"Lin Feng, come with me too," Beirut said with a smile, and Lin Feng nodded.

After saying goodbye to Beibei, Lin Feng and Beirut flew directly out of the Metal Castle. Flying side by side with Beirut, Lin Feng remained silent. He also used his divine sense to discover that Adkins and his two Midgod subordinates were flying towards them. Recalling some plots from the original book, Lin Feng could easily guess Adkins' purpose for this trip.

"Ah, Mr. Beirut." Adkins' face immediately lit up with a smile. "Oh, Lin Feng, you're here too." Adkins' smile was radiant.

"Lin Feng, you should go back first," Beirut said.

Lin Feng bowed, then gave a slight salute to Adkins, before flying south alone. However, Lin Feng didn't fly far, but instead kept a close watch on the situation from a distance.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Bernas and Gaitenbi's Midgod and Space Ring, as well as Adkins ' Space Ring, will all be his. With such benefits, why would Lin Feng not take advantage of them?

Above the Forest of Darkness, Beirut, dressed in a black robe, and Adkins, dressed in a golden robe, stood suspended in mid-air. Adkins looked like a young man, while Beirut resembled an old man. The contrast between the young and the old was quite interesting.

"Mr. Beirut, let's talk at your place," Adkins said.

"No need, this is fine," Beirut said with a faint smile.

Adkins smiled broadly. "That's fine then." Adkins immediately activated his Divine Domain, preventing Gaitenbi and the other man behind him from hearing their conversation. "Mr. Beirut, didn't you say last time that you would wait a thousand years to open the Necropolis of the Gods?"

"That's true." A hint of a smile appeared in Beirut's eyes.

Adkins smiled warmly, "I know that you opened the Necropolis of the Gods Beirut, allowing the Saint Realm and the Divine Domain to enter respectively, with only about a month in between. I think it was your decision, Mr. Beirut, to open the Necropolis of the Gods?"

"Yes. The Great Chief Sovereign didn't set a time limit for when it would open. The opening time is entirely up to me," Beirut said.

Adkins' smile grew even brighter, "That's wonderful, Mr. Beirut. I think we should open the Necropolis of the Gods ahead of schedule."

"Ahead of schedule?" Beirut looked at Adkins in surprise.

"Yes, like tomorrow! I wonder what you think, Your Excellency Beirut?" Adkins looked at Beirut expectantly, a hint of longing in his eyes.

"Oh, well," Beirut pondered for a moment, while Adkins could only wait anxiously beside him. Beirut nodded slightly. "It's not impossible. Starting tomorrow is fine too."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Adkins' breathing quickened slightly, and various scenarios immediately flashed through his mind. "If I obtain the Sovereign Artifact in the Necropolis of the Gods, or even the legendary Sovereign Spark, and become the supreme Chief Sovereign, then I, Adkins..."

Adkins couldn't help but feel his blood boil just imagining it.

Beirut suddenly frowned and said, "No, it can't be opened tomorrow."