From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

Chapter 462 Ambushing Darren Fischer

In the midst of ruins, the remains of walls swayed in the breeze, occasionally accompanied by the distant cries of birds, and wildflowers bloomed stubbornly among the rubble, while green leaves poked through the cracks of shattered walls.

The air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder and the fragrance of soil, intertwined together, forming a complex and unique post-war aroma.

Seated atop the broken walls was a handsome king.

Blood-red flames swirled ceaselessly in Flamme's hands.

The blossoming blood-red hue contained the power of the "Fire Demon God Adranus" bloodline that had been passed down through generations, which the Meyer family had relied on to live and fight in this world.

Flamme thanked the flames, he revered them.

He was born amongst the blood-red flames, and ultimately, he would also die in them.

Many had died or been injured on this battlefield, yet he sat unscathed in white armor on a rock, quietly waiting for his subordinates to report on the battle situation in Ahornblatt Province.

Soon, Flamme saw worry, unease, and even panic on the faces of his subordinates.

"My king," although it's not yet completely certain," but the information we have gathered from all sides mostly shows that we are losing more on all battlefields!"

"What should we do? Are the Rhea People really going to lose? Will the Church, the Gods, still protect us?"

"Oh king, the Rhea People have reached a critical point of life and death; what should we do?"

The subordinates discussed among themselves; at this point, everyone was filled with fear.

At the beginning of the campaign, the atmosphere that they could easily destroy Cyart and everyone would make a name for themselves had completely disappeared.

Now, everyone was very clear...

The Cyart people were not to be trifounded with!

They were practically demons!

Flamme Meyer's expression was initially very solemn, but gradually, his sharp eyes became even calmer.

"No matter."

"The Rhea People are only at a disadvantage; we are far from a desperate situation, and the Gods will protect us towards victory."

The full counterattack of the Cyart people was indeed powerful, and the combined forces of the Rhea People and the Salvation Church had also fallen into a disadvantage, not to mention the fierce intervention by the Sun Church and the Tempest Church. If not for their presence, the Salvation Church would not have been held up directly.

Flamme closed his eyes, silently pondering.

Are the Rhea People really inferior to the Cyart people?

Although nearly two hundred years ago, they were people living in the center of the Ouden Continent, driven out by the Lorne citizen, but today they had clearly differed in superiority.

Flamme believed that the Rhea People were definitely nobler than the Cyart people!

However, the situation was not developing as expected, and the Rhea People were gradually moving toward a desperate situation.

He knew clearly how to solve this predicament. Flamme, a veteran of many battles who had faced this kind of situation more than once, often saved his campaigns through one method.

That was the decapitation tactic, directly killing the enemy's commander!

In the Extraordinary Society, the "decapitation tactic" was undoubtedly the most commonly used and very effective method.

At this point, Flamme knew the most important thing was to kill Darren Fischer of the Fischer family; as long as his death was announced, the morale of the Fischer family and all the Cyart people would collapse!

Flamme closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Go gather intelligence and find Darren Fischer's location for me; I want to personally lead a team to kill him."

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The powerful Darren had already been clearing one battlefield after another, increasingly aware that the Cyart people still held the upper hand.

This war would change the landscape of the Eastern Four Kingdoms and be a significant battle that profoundly affected the history of the Ouden Continent!

"Very well, it won't be long before the Rhea People come to kill me," he said.

He looked towards Aldrich Romann beside him and with a mischievous smile said,

"After all, I've been so high-profile, and my identity is so important. They are very aware that the most effective way to break through is to kill me."

Aldrich nodded slowly and said, "Although I don't agree with the notion of 'the most effective solution,' it indeed has a higher chance of success. So, shall we just wait for them to take the bait?"

Darren also nodded and continued with a smile:

"Yes, if they choose another method, it would only mean I've made the wrong bet, or perhaps there's some information we're unaware of. At that time, we'll have to play it by ear."

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "But according to the intelligence held by 'Black Tide,' Flamme's favorite tactic is the decapitation strategy, so he will definitely come."

"So that's how it is."

Aldrich had an epiphany and finally understood why Duke Darren was so confident. It was apparent that the "Black Tide" had thoroughly researched the Meyer family.

He gradually realized that Darren's wisdom was no less than Byrne's from the past.

Moreover, Aldrich couldn't help but consider that this man before him was even more ruthless and crazed, posing a far greater danger than his father, Byrne.

He knew very well not to offend such a person.

Fortunately, our Romann family and the Fischer family are allies, not enemies.

"Ah, time..."

Aldrich couldn't help but feel deeply moved; just a few decades ago, the Fischer family was nothing special, yet in just a few decades, the positions of the two families had almost completely reversed.

Now, the Fischer family, without a doubt, was about to become the backbone of the Romann family!

"Time is indeed filled with wonders. Its passing can change everything."

Darren did not notice Aldrich's thoughts but was absorbed in contemplation concerning Flamme Meyer.

This man could be said to be the Fischer family's unseen mortal enemy!

For decades, starting with his grandfather Lucius, many members of the Fischer family and the Dawn Church had died because of the Meyer family, and now the chance for revenge was in his own hands!

He let out a chuckle, his eyes unabashedly filled with madness and anticipation.

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Above the vast land, the twilight after a battle was like a silent painter using the sky as a canvas and light and shadows as brushes, slowly sketching out a painting that was both magnificent and poignant.

The setting sun, like a weary traveler, slowly sank into the horizon, the afterglow no longer dazzling but casting a pale golden-red hue over the land that had been baptized by war.

At this moment, Flamme Meyer along with many members of the Meyer family, and numerous Rhea nobles had already left the vicinity of Black Gold City.

The Monarch powerful experts left first, their formidable flying abilities making their mobility unmatched by other Extraordinary Exponents.

Based on intelligence, they successfully ambushed Darren, who was moving in his dragon form, thirty-five kilometers south of Black Gold City.

Seeing himself suddenly surrounded by four people from two directions, Darren, flying all by himself, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahahahahaha, Rhea People! I haven't even come looking for you yet! But here you are, coming to me on your own!"

Darren wore a black robe that clung tightly to his body; the robe did not flutter with the wind, as if even the air respected this quietness. He was surrounded by an indescribable aura of solitude and decisiveness.

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His figure intermittently visible through the thin clouds, resembled a crazy and proud lone wolf, and even in adversity, his eyes still sparkled with a light that seemed to devour anyone it fixed upon.

The three Monarch powerful experts behind Flamme felt inevitably nervous at that gaze.

Only the "Blood Flames King" was fearless and expressionless.

"Darren Fischer, we finally meet... Patriarch of the Fischer family, the Cyart demon, the mortal enemy of all Rhea people," Flamme said.

Flamme's face was stern and resolute, his sharply defined features showing no expression, except in his eyes, deep as a cold pool, assessing the situation calmly.

"I'm glad to meet you here and resolve our fateful dispute."

He bowed slowly, as if paying homage like a king of knights.

"Being able to reach this point under the gaze of fate, Darren Fischer, you and your family deserve my respect... worthy adversaries of the Meyer family all this time."

Upon hearing this, Darren couldn't help but burst into wild laughter, his tone devoid of any respect or honor, filled instead with the most naked of murderous intents and frenzy!

"Hahahahahaha! I'm also delighted to see you here, Flamme Meyer! I have been eagerly awaiting this day! Because now, I can tear your head off and feed your insides to your kinsmen!"