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Chapter 1290: Chapter 435: New Witchcraft from the Federation (Part 3)

As Everton opened the letter and quickly scanned its contents, his expression immediately changed!

This instantly made Buchanan’s heart tighten, and he immediately realized that the content of the letter must have been unexpected to the Second Prince; otherwise, given what he knew of His Highness, he would not have shown such an expression.

It should be noted that when Quinna’s mission had just failed, it merely made the Second Prince’s smile fade.

“Buchanan, it seems, we’ve underestimated Rein’s talent!” Everton handed the letter to Buchanan and said.

Hmm?

Buchanan’s heart skipped a beat.

He took the document and quickly scanned it, exclaiming in surprise: “What! After transformation, Rein’s potential strength is suspected to have reached an Epic level?”

“Your Highness, is this information reliable?”

“This information comes from one of the command personnel in this Secret Realm. It shouldn’t be wrong,” Everton nodded and replied.

He stood up, regaining his smile, and said, “But this makes me even more intrigued. Rein’s Dragon Bloodline must be extraordinary; we must acquire it.”

The Second Prince, Everton, rhythmically tapped his fingers on the armrest. After a while, he asked, “Is Bostaf currently on a mission in the Forbidden Islands?”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Hearing Bostaf’s name made Buchanan’s heart tremble.

Bostaf was the only experimental survivor under the Second Prince to have successfully fused three types of Giant Dragon Bloodlines. However, due to the side effects of merging different bloodlines, Bostaf’s temperament became extremely violent, which is why he was long assigned missions outside the Empire Territory.

These missions were all extremely challenging and troublesome.

Although he had only seen Bostaf in his human form, it was said that his transformed strength could slay Epic-level Giant Beasts.

“Have him return once, and as for you, assign someone to closely monitor Rein’s movements.”

“Understood, Your Highness. I will contact Lord Bostaf right away.”

…

Somewhere within the territory of the Empire’s heartland.

Secret Snake Sect Headquarters.

A middle-aged man in a black robe who had just received an urgent message was cautiously reporting to a dignified elder holding a red-snake-headed staff.

Although he had been as careful as possible with his wording, the message itself was too shocking; in the next second, the dignified elder’s expression immediately changed!

“What! You say the Areda sisters have defected? And have become followers of someone named Rein?” The dignified elder, Karad, the Pope of the Secret Snake Sect, was immediately astonished upon hearing this.

Such an event hadn’t occurred in the Church for years!

The Areda sisters were among the top three of the Twelve Secret Snake Envoys, and yet they had defected?!

At this moment, a Third Level Evil Sorcerer responsible for presiding over the prayer ritual rushed into the vaulted hall, blood spilling from his mouth, and cried out in terror:

“Your Eminence! Your Eminence!”

“Ugh~ The prayer ritual failed. The great Devouring Snake has cast divine punishment, and now all ten or so elite members in the church who prayed have all died!”

This Third Level Evil Sorcerer had presided over the ritual for nearly twenty-five years, sacrificing three special-bodied virgins as offerings, yet he still couldn’t quell the wrath of that great being.

He had never encountered such a situation before!

“Bang!” Following the heavy slap of Pope Karad of the Secret Snake Sect on the armrest of the giant snake throne, the metal armrest with the intricate snake head statue was forcibly snapped off.

“This time, our Secret Snake Sect will most likely become a laughingstock among other churches!”

Thinking of the failure of the prayer ritual and the subsequent chain of consequences, even the typically stoic Pope Karad of the Secret Snake Sect was trembling with rage!

“Those two traitors, I will make them wish they were dead!”

Upon hearing this, all the guards and servants in the hall turned pale and were scared into silence!

They knew that the Pope was genuinely angry!

He stood up and paced back and forth in the empty vaulted hall for a full five minutes before calming his emotions.

During these few minutes, with the intelligence reported by the Spy, Karad basically figured out how the Areda sisters broke away from the church’s oath and escaped the control of the Devouring Snake.

Moreover, as members of the Twelve Secret Serpent Envoys and a pair of sisters favored by the great Devouring Snake, such a change explained the failure of the prayer ritual.

“What about this Rein, who made them willingly pledge allegiance? What’s his background?” At this point, even though one could no longer hear much anger in Pope Karad’s tone, it made the reporting Evil Sorcerer cautiously relieved.

Carefully organizing his words, the Evil Sorcerer said, “Well… this Rein is a Fine Gold Swordsman of the Empire and one of our church’s priority targets for elimination.”

Upon hearing this, Karad slightly frowned as if he had thought of something and said:

“I remember now. Wasn’t this the Sword Bearer who killed ‘Ice Snake’ Edmondo and ‘Mad Snake’ Ecosela in earlier church reports?”

“Yes, Your Eminence….” Immediately, the Evil Sorcerer detailed all the information he had on Rein.

“Send someone to keep an eye on this Rein. Since his identity is a Sword Bearer, he will inevitably undertake missions. Once he leaves Temrael, have Quirut eliminate him!” Pope Karad said in a deep voice.

At this moment, the Evil Sorcerer beside him cautiously reminded:

“Uh… Your Eminence, have you forgotten? Vice Pope Quirut just left for Ferdinand Forest. The Mother Tree Sect’s operations have already begun there, and now that conditions are ripe, as per the agreement, we must also dispatch elite forces there.”

“Quirut has already departed? Then have Minos make the trip!”

“As you command, Your Eminence.” The Evil Sorcerer cautiously raised his head to glance at Pope Karad, bowing slightly to avoid inciting any anger.

For some reason, Pope Karad’s memory was worsening, his temper more volatile, and even his aura was becoming somewhat unfamiliar….