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Chapter 756
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Chapter 756

“What?”

“The Wolf King The Wolf King is…”

“Impossible That’s impossible!”

“Heaven wants to destroy the Lycantroops and Florence…”

The commanders were at a loss, full of despair. Then, they burst into loud wails.

It was a scene of sorrow.

After an unknown amount of time, Noir glanced at the commanders, his expression heavy with grief and

determination “Commanders, the unfinished tasks of the Wolf King have now fallen to us. We must move forward

and carry on the legacy of the Wolf King in this hopeless situation!”

“Move forward and carry on the legacy of the Wolf King in this hopeless situation!”

“Move forward and…”

The commanders stacked their hands together.

The next day, a piece of news swept in from the Western border like a hurricane, spreading across the world in an

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instant and creating shockwaves.

Andrius Moonshade, the Wolf King, the pillar of Florence and the unchanging compass….

He once drove the Western Nations to scurry like rats, earning the title the ‘Whip of Heaven‘!

He was the dream idol of countless women and the role model of countless men.

However, he was dead!

He died due to a scheme from Kabreh, the marshal of the Western Allied Forces.

When this news emerged, the world was in shock.

There was confusion everywhere, especially in Florence where the people had placed high hopes on the Wolf King.

They expected him to expel the invaders and restore Florence to its former glory.

However, he was killed in action before victory was even achieved!

Andrius Moonshade, the Wolf King of the Lycantroops, was gone just like that.

In Kiyoto, Registus looked incredulous when he heard the news. He stared at the subordinate reporting to

him. “Andrius is dead?”

“Yes!” The subordinate reported truthfully, “The Lycantroops are currently holding a funeral procession.”

Flickers of light kept flashing in Registus‘ eyes as his thoughts drifted far away.

Andrius had always been a thorn in his side.

Now, news of his death suddenly came, but was it true or false?

“You may leave now.” Registus dismissed the subordinate and immediately summoned the Second War God.

“You’ve heard about Andrius‘ death, haven’t you?”

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+ was clear that he shared Registas concems Andrus had always been a crafty person and had congreless schemes

ve deve he could deceive het only his enemies but even his allies in Florence

Then, the Second Bar God could not be too sure of a time like the

After a moment of contemplation, legatus ordered. Let’s do this. Dress up in mourning attire and lead a delegation

to the Lyn aros mediately find out whether his death is real or fake

A sharp give fashed in Registus eyes

tupws of Andrus death

was fake the foged that was real

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The Second War God nodded while hiding a hint of excitement. “I have, but…”

it was clear that he shared Registus‘ concerns. Andrius had always been a crafty person and had countless

schemes up his sleeve. He could deceive not only his enemies but even his allies in Florence.

Thus, the Second War God could not be too sure at a time like this.

After a moment of contemplation, Registus ordered, “Let’s do this. Dress up in mourning attire and lead a

delegation to the Lycantroops immediately. Find out whether his death is real or fake.”

A sharp glint flashed in Registus‘ eyes.

News of Andrius‘ death…

If it was fake, he hoped that it was real.

If it was real, then that was great news.

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

The Second War God immediately left to make arrangements.

In the afternoon, the Second War God and the delegation dispatched by the emperor arrived in Yatburg by private

jet.

The Second War God did not waste any time.