Prime Originator

Shortly after the clan leader and elders were fed and had their wounds dressed, they were further given fresh black cloaks to wear and blend in the night.

Evidently, Lord Jorn and the elite warriors had come well prepared.

"Alright, carry the elders and let us leave quickly," Lord Jorn urged while carefully placing Clan Leader Lidoran on his back while another warrior carried Lady Lilianna.

"The flames started by the second group will not last long. Once they are snuffed out, the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince or one of his people will soon realize something wrong and send people to check out this place."

"Yes, Lord Jorn! We are all set!" the elite warriors complied.

"Good!" Lord Jorn nodded and said, "Let us quickly this place and rendezvous with the second group outside the city at the designated spot. The Desolate Netherbird Second Prince still has a Mid-rank 2 Transcendent by his side—or so I heard."

"It's true. I can confirm that." Clan Leader Lidoran nodded weakly on Lord Jorn's back.

Having recovered some energy, his pale complexion became less noticeable. Although he could not move, it was not a problem to talk

"His name is Havoc, and his strength is infinitely close to the Late-stage," Clan Leader Lidoran explained and said, "My strength was only slightly inferior. Hence why I lost to him."

"Save your energy, Clan Leader. We can talk later when we are out of the city," Lord Jorn spoke out of concern.

Nevertheless, the Clan Leader's information helped him understand how powerful the subordinate under the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince was.

The Clan Leader was also Mid-rank 2 Transcendent but stood no chance against that person.

Someone like him who has only just entered the realm of Mid-rank 2 Transcendent after his bloodline awakening was likely to stand even less of a chance against the person.

It was a good idea not to confront the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince's forces directly.

Sometime later, the group shortly made their way out of the prison subtly, passing the corpses of the prison guards they took out earlier.

However, once they reached the exit, they quickly heard a series of hurried footsteps before Lord Jorn paused his steps and hushed quietly, "Shh!"

The rest of the group followed suit and stopped without making a sound.

After a moment, the hurried footsteps became distant until it was ultimately no longer heard before Lord Jorn softly muttered, "Seems like we weren't found out yet. Let us continue to leave."

"Yes, Lord Jorn," the elite warriors answered softly.

Surprisingly, the road ahead was met without obstacles. The group quickly reached the city gates without bumping into trouble.

However, it was also at that point that the city finally rang with alarm.

"Lord Jorn, it seems the enemy finally caught wind of what happened at the prison ground. We better speed up our escape before we are surrounded!" an elite warrior suggested.

"Then that's exactly what we will do," Lord Jorn agreed with a nod before urging ahead, "Charge out with me. We will break past the city gate's defense with brute force. Don't waste time and entangle yourselves with the guards."

"Evade them if they are strong, and just knock them out directly if they are weak," Lord Jorn instructed.

"Understood!"

The sentries quickly detected their quickened movements before the previous sentry shot his gaze over and locked on Lord Jorn's figure.

"It's you guys again. What are you doing over here? Don't you know the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince has ordered a lockdown? Anyone approaching the city gates will be highly suspected of…"

As the sentry spoke, he quickly realized something wrong.

However, Lord Jorn did not give the sentry time to react before striking him in the back of the neck with a heavy blow.

"Sorry, but don't think bad of us," Lord Jorn left his words, moments before the sentry passed out from the attack.

At the same time, the other elite warriors also rushed ahead with the elders on the back before knocking out the rest of the sentries blocking the exit.

Unexpectedly, the city gate's defense was very weak. Even so, they did not become complacent due to this victory.

They immediately departed the vicinity of Nethergrass city without delay, treading far until the city could no longer be seen in the distance before they finally stopped for a break.

"The operation progressed much smoother than I expected. I didn't expect it to be this easy… Have we grown that much stronger, or we simply gave the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince too much credit?" an elite warrior muttered with surprise.

"We have definitely grown stronger due to the bloodline awakening," Lord Jorn stated before shaking his head, "However, the operation didn't go smoothly because they were weak."

"The Desolate Netherbird Second Prince's people are strong. There's no doubt about that. It was simply because the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince himself is incompetent that we did not bump into any of his stronger subordinates."

"Did you say you all experienced bloodline awakening, Jorn?" Clan Leader Lidoran asked with wide eyes.

At the same time, Lady Lilianna and the elders were all shocked.

"I didn't think it was possible for our generation of clansmen to awaken the ancestral bloodline anymore," Lady Lilianna commented before asking with intense curiosity, "How on earth did you guys manage to pull it off?"

"This is all thanks to the helper, Prince Leon, whom the Little Princess brought back to our clan," Lord Jorn stated.

"Not only did Prince Leon cure the plague in our clan, but he also freed us from Lord Balzacs's tyranny, brought us food supplies, and performed the minor bloodline awakening on us," Lord Jorn stated with a look of respect and gratefulness.

"Nevertheless, we can talk about the details back in the clan," Lord Jorn shortly said before stating, "Although we left Nethergrass city, the Desolate Netherbird Second Prince's people can still pursue us and catch up."

"Then what are we still waiting for?" Clan Leader Lidoran asked softly, feeling a bit short of breath despite being carried.

However, his answer was shortly found as the second group arrived and rejoined Lord Jorn's group at their rendezvous point.

"We greet Clan Leader Lidoran, Lady Lilianna, and the elders!" the second group greeted.

Their vigorous aura immediately stunned the elders before one of them muttered with shock, "Just how many clansmen experienced a bloodline awakening exactly?"

"You'll see once we get back to the clan," Lord Jorn grinned.