A Demon's Journey

Noah was roaming around in the Crarian Forest with his group.

The other individuals in the Crarian Forest had realized just how great of a threat Noah posed to them.

Even if his personal strength was excluded, his group was so large, and each individual warrior was powerful enough to hold his own against a warrior from the top sects.

And if Noah's personal strength was included, he was nearly unbeatable.

Not just these disciples, even the King, and his ministers thought the same. Within the Heavenly Dragon Battleground's Tournament, they had never witnessed such domination by a single group.

Normally, the battles between the groups within this Heavenly Dragon Battleground's Tournament would be evened out. Even if a group was exceptional, their group leader would still need to struggle against the Dragon's Prestige and its pressure.

In a battle, these group leaders couldn't display their full power in this location. Moreover, the groups couldn't be too large since the group leaders had to safeguard their group members from the Dragon's Prestige.

If they had too many group members, the Dragon's Prestige would destroy the group leader.

However, Noah was different. He was capable of directly ignoring the Dragon's Prestige. So, there was no limit to the number of members he could bring under his control.

There were Eight Great Groups in this tournament that remain right now. The rest were small groups that weren't worth mentioning for them.

Noah's squad was unquestionably the most powerful. The Heretical Paladins. There were 245 of them.

The next squad belonged to the Fourth Prince's Faction. The fourth prince was naturally the one whose body had been taken over by the Demon named Black Hurricane.

He had developed a rather impressive faction till now. Its name was 'The Gold Warthogs.'

He had asked them to participate in this Heavenly Dragon Battleground's Tournament since a victory for his faction in this tournament would allow him to achieve his motive.

It was said that the winner of this tournament could demand anything from the Glerian Kingdom's Treasury.

There was a precious treasure within the Glerian Kingdom's treasury that he urgently required.

However, even with his identity as a Royal Prince of the Glerian Kingdom, he couldn't demand that thing.

Only if he ascended the throne could he get that thing. Or he could demand that thing if he won this Heavenly Dragon Battleground's Tournament.

Naturally, this rule did not apply to every individual.

This was only known to the Royal Family and applicable only to them.

The Glerian Kingdom wasn't stupid. They won't create such a rule that would make them pass a precious treasure to an unknown warrior of the Glerian Kingdom.

Thus, even if someone else won the tournament, the fourth prince wasn't worried about that thing landing up in someone else's hands.

The King had kept it in his treasury because he wanted to use it on himself. But the thing was too powerful for him. There was no way he could use it in the short term.

In fact, Black Hurricane was doubtful whether the King could ever reach the Emperor Realm to utilize that thing on himself.

Currently, this Gold Warthogs was a large faction with 130 members.

The third-strongest faction in this forest belonged to the Second Prince. Its name was The Brown Boar Crew.

The leader of this gang was a brown-skinned guy with average features. But his physique displayed that he was stronger than an average individual.

He was, in reality, a demi-human with a beast's blood. The Bloodline was of a Geo Hog.

It possessed an impressive Earth Elemental Wild Boar's ability.

As the second prince's subordinate, he had been treated very greatly since the start. He possessed wealth, resources, and even the talent to serve under a Royal Prince.

For that reason, he had been chosen to lead a group of warriors to participate in this tournament.

The Royal Princes were forbidden to participate in this tournament. Even though it was occurring in the King's and the Minister's scrutiny, they couldn't safeguard someone's life if they really wanted to.

Even if they moved as soon as they noticed an incident, they would be very late when they reached the scene.

So, it was very risky for the Royal Princes to participate in such a tournament. Hence, the Royal Princes had been banned from this tournament.

They could participate in the Eclipse Battleground's Tournament to prove their ability, though. There, the referee or the judge could at the least safeguard the participant's life.

It was clearly much safer than the Heavenly Dragon Battleground's Tournament.

Anyway, this was the third strongest faction in this entire tournament. This faction possessed 112 members.

The leader of this faction had stopped after his faction held 112 members. He realized his fighting ability was greatly affected as he recruited even more members.

It meant he had reached his limit. There was no point in increasing the numbers. The general power or the level of those warriors would remain the same.

Instead, he wanted to maintain his personal strength. It would allow him to defeat the opposing army's leader and end the battle against any other faction.

This was a fine strategy. Most group leaders who were confident about their strengths preferred this strategy.

The first prince's faction didn't participate in this tournament. He was somewhat lazy to raise a competent squad for this tournament.

Thus, the final five factions belonged to the sects.

The Origin Sect. The Night Mountain Sect. The Red Crown Sect. The Stony Rock Sect. And the Vermillion Jade Sect.

Naturally, there were more factions that remained until now, but these were the top eight factions that held at least 100 members.

And Noah's faction was the strongest that held 245 members.

Aria's faction could have also been among these top eight factions. But Noah had cut off her path.

Currently, all the leaders of these Eight Factions had an overall idea about each other's position. That much, they had explored the forest by now.

Noah had tried to attack them, but their opponent would have packed up and fled by the time his faction reached them.

They were willing to be hungry for the next couple of days and then search for supplies anew but didn't dare to combat Noah's faction.

Just the numbers were enough to scare the heck out of them. Then the fact that each warrior was a competent warrior.

They felt it was better to flee than to fight this faction. In a sense, Noah's motive had been accomplished.

The Heretical Paladins had been deeply imprinted in their minds. These individuals wouldn't forget it even if they wanted to.

And currently, the leaders of the top eight factions, excluding Noah, were having a secret meeting together.

A man named Casten Tarr stood up. This man was the leader of the Gold Warthogs. The faction was set up by the Fourth Prince.

He addressed all the other leaders, "I am delighted to see that you all responded to my invitation to this meeting and have shown up here."

"…I won't waste all of your precious time and get straight to the topic. As stated in my letters, I invited you all so that we could discuss how we should deal with the Heretical Paladins and its somewhat abnormal leader," Casten Tarr spoke with a solemn expression.

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