The Lord Prefect of Skymount Prefecture, Molde, glanced sideways at the white-browed man, then stared at Cheng Hao.
"Do you know that Bonin is my son?" Molde said in a low voice.
"I know." Cheng Hao said calmly.
Molde's aura was astonishing. To an outsider, he seemed to be a mighty figure, but to Cheng Hao, he was like a little dog baring its fangs in front of a giant. It was incomparably laughable.
"You are courting death!" Molde's rage surged, and he immediately launched an attack.
"Rumble …" “
The air suddenly exploded as Molde charged towards Cheng Hao. His right hand formed into a claw and sliced through the air, tearing through space itself.
Cheng Hao's body was as calm as ever. His body suddenly blurred, and before Molde could reach him, Cheng Hao appeared in the air above his head.
"Bang!"
With an enormous sound, Molde's head was viciously kicked away, and his entire body was sent flying backwards like a meteor, smashing viciously against a mountain wall dozens of meters away.
With a loud crash, a spiderweb of cracks appeared on the mountain wall, with a human-shaped hole in the center.
"Good! “
Blumer, who had been extremely nervous, immediately called out in excitement. Previously, he had been extremely worried. After all, the Lord Prefect of Skymount Prefecture was an Asura. He had no idea at all whether or not his big brother would be able to win.
Now that he had seen his big brother send Molde, a figure of unparalleled power within the Skymount Prefecture, flying with a single kick, Blumer instantly felt incomparably delighted. This sort of feeling of trampling a major figure beneath his feet was simply too wonderful.
"Bang!"
The mountain wall trembled, and rubble tumbled down. A human figure flew out from the human-shaped hole in the mountain wall, landing on the ground of the valley.
Molde had a hint of blood at the corner of his lips. After casually wiping it away, he stared darkly at Cheng Hao. "Who are you, exactly?"
Right now, Molde was in an extremely miserable mood. He had a defensive Sovereign artifact. Although his opponent was unable to break through his defenses, a portion of that irresistible force had penetrated the Sovereign artifact's defenses and directly impacted his divine body.
For someone to be able to injure his physical body despite his Sovereign artifact meant that the opponent's material attack power was definitely comparable to a Highgod Paragon!
"Who am I? Naturally, it's the person who killed you! "
Cheng Hao couldn't be bothered to waste his breath on Molde. Just now, he had carefully scanned Molde's body with his divine sense. Now that both of Molde's divine avatars were here, he could save Cheng Hao a lot of trouble!
With a thought, two green blades of light suddenly shot out from between Cheng Hao's eyebrows. The light ignored the defense of the black Master God weapon on the surface of Cheng Hao's body and sank into his head.
"Ah!"
Molde let out a blood-curdling scream. Then, his eyes suddenly glazed over. The vitality in his eyes gradually dissipated as he lay stiffly on the ground.
As Molde's black-haired divine body fell to the ground, by his side, Molde's silver-haired divine clone charged out from within his body, seeking to flee at high speed!
However, as soon as he flew out, a green blade of light flashed and sank into Molde's body again. Just like before, the silver-haired Molde's eyes became lifeless. Then, he fell straight to the ground.
Cheng Hao didn't feel much about having casually killed a supreme Asura. His most powerful attack right now was his soul attacks.
Although his soul was formed from nothing more than a strand of his Primal Will, in essence, it was still at the level of a fifth rank Grand Immortal. Even ordinary Sovereigns might not necessarily be able to withstand his soul attacks, much less Molde, who wasn't even a Highgod Paragon.
After casually collecting the Lord Prefect's divine spark and the circular armband into his interspatial ring, Cheng Hao glanced at the blood-red armor which had fallen from the Lord Prefect's body. After that, he no longer paid it any attention. This was a defensive Sovereign artifact which the Sovereign had bestowed upon the Lord Prefect. After a period of time, it would be taken back. Cheng Hao didn't take it.
After collecting the nine soul pearls, Cheng Hao felt very satisfied. He had acquired the first Overgod mission item. Next, it was time to prepare for the second mission item.
He casually collected Molde's interspatial ring, which was filled with boundless wealth. There were tens of trillions of inkstones, and even Destruction-style Sovereign's Might. This old fellow had accumulated more than twenty drops of it. In the Infernal Realm, he could be considered a true tycoon.
After carefully inspecting the interspatial ring, Linley didn't find any of the treasured documents which the Overgod had issued. Clearly, Molde had wanted to take all of the rewards of the Overgod mission for himself, and so had disposed of the treasured documents which carried the Overgod mission.
After taking a few drops of Sovereign's Might, Cheng Hao handed Molde's interspatial ring over to Blumer. In the eyes of Highgods, this sort of wealth was enough to cause them to kill each other, but in Linley's eyes, it wasn't even worth a mention. Aside from karmic luck, he didn't care about any of the wealth of this world.
"Molde and his son are dead. In the future, the Lord Prefect of this Skymountain Prefecture shall be me, Olivier. Do you have any objections?"
Glancing around, Cheng Hao's gaze finally fell upon the white-browed man who had been behind Molde. The meaning in his gaze was obvious. If this man dared to say the word 'no', he would die without a grave.
"Milord!"
The white-browed man's entire body trembled, and then he respectfully fell to his knees. "Milord, you have slain Lord Prefect Molde in a normal battle. According to the rules of the Sovereigns, in the future, you shall be the Lord Prefect of this Skymountain Prefecture!"
As he spoke, a look of fervent worship appeared on the white-browed man's face. "My respects to you, Lord Prefect!"
"Mm, very good. Previously, what was your position in the Skymountain Prefecture?" Cheng Hao was quite satisfied with the white-browed man's ability to adapt to the circumstances. He immediately asked.
"Milord, previously, I was the leader of the guards of the Skymountain Prefecture!"
"In the future, your position will remain as the leader of the guards. As for the two behind you, you can decide for yourself what to do with them!"
Nodding towards the white-browed man, Cheng Hao turned his gaze towards Blumer. "Second brother, come with me to the Lord Prefect's castle in the Mountains of Dark Clouds. In the future, you will be the chief steward of the Skymountain Prefecture. When I'm not present, you will be in charge of all the affairs of the Skymountain Prefecture!"
Cheng Hao wasn't too interested in authority or anything like that, but he still wanted the position of Lord Prefect of the Skymountain Prefecture. At the very least, the Lord Prefect had millions of prefectural soldiers under his command. Such a force would be able to help him gather information on many matters which he himself would find inconvenient to investigate.
"Right, what is your name?" Only now did Cheng Hao realize that he didn't even know the name of this white-browed man.
"Milord, this lowly one's name is Orne!"
"Orne … a good name. After returning, make the arrangements to spread the news of me becoming the new Lord Prefect to all the major cities of the Skymountain Prefecture!" Cheng Hao raised his head to look at the skies, pondering for a moment.
"Milord, actually, there's no need to go through so much trouble. Most likely, the Sovereigns already know that you killed Molde. Soon, the Sovereigns will personally spread the news of you becoming the new Lord Prefect!" The white-browed man, Orne, said in a low voice.
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