Chapter 1773

"That's right, Mr. Lamont. We've come all this way—how can we just turn back so easily? Besides, our chances this time are incredibly high." Sergi chimed in, backing up Sebastian's argument. Nodin hesitated, torn between his oath and the potential stain on Alpha Sect's reputation should they stay and fight for the Dragon Essence. Sebastian locked eyes with Nodin and said in an unwavering and firm tone, "Mr. Lamont, when faced with such great rewards, there's no need for hesitation. These people clearly have ulterior motives. "They're trying to drive us away so that they can monopolize the Dragon Essence for themselves. Should we really just hand it over? Ignore the opinions of others. A true strongman seizes opportunities without fear." Hearing these words, Nodin's expression flickered with contemplation. After a long pause, he finally nodded, conceding to Sebastian's reasoning. "You're still not leaving? Is this how all Alpha Sect members act, breaking their word?" Jos growled, his eyes filled with hostility and caution. "Mr. Lamont will not interfere, but we would like to observe the situation." Sebastian responded coldly, and his gaze was filled with provocation. "And who the hell do you think you are? Do you really believe your words carry any weight here? Alpha Sect has truly become a disappointment—just look at this bunch. "A pack of nobodies daring to bark in front of their betters. It's laughable!" Mosiah scoffed as his expression brimmed with disdain. "Fine. If you're staying, then so be it." Alexandra shook her head slightly, her voice still carrying that cold arrogance. "In the end, only those worthy will claim the prize. Dragon Essence is meant for those who truly deserve it." Sebastian instantly saw through Alexandra's thoughts. If she couldn't drive them out, she wouldn't openly offend Alpha Sect either—after all, these two factions were already at each other's throats. "Over there—that cave on the peak must be where the Dragon Essence is hidden." Mosiah spoke solemnly while pointing toward the highest ridge of the canyon. "If we don't seize it now, when will we? Hahaha!" Jos was the first to charge forward. Alexandra and Mosiah followed closely behind, and Sebastian, Jovi, and the others quickly pursued them. But the moment they rushed into the cave, a sudden blast of blazing firestorm energy erupted from within, sending them flying back. They landed disheveled and battered, each one of them wearing an expression of deep shock. "Could there be a demonic beast guarding the cave?" Mosiah muttered as his face filled with panic. "A bunch of ants dare to lay their hands on the Dragon Essence? Get lost!" A blonde young lady suddenly appeared in midair, her presence commanding the entire battlefield. With a casual wave of her hand, a powerful force blasted everyone backward. Sebastian's gaze turned sharp—this young lady had already reached the late stage of the Transformative Deity Realm. However, her pale face and slightly suppressed breath indicated that she was injured. "Who are you? If you dare to stand in our way, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Sebastian's voice was cold as his sharp gaze locked onto her. "You? A mere flicker of light dares to challenge the radiance of the moon? How ridiculous!" With a lift of her hand, a fierce firestorm transformed into a blade, slicing through the air. The attack instantly shattered Jos' defense, sending him flying over 800 miles. By the time he managed to return, his face had turned ashen, and his expression was grim. "Pfft!" Jos spat out a mouthful of blood, his injuries worsening. No one had expected the blonde young lady to be this powerful. Just a single casual move had such terrifying might. "It looks like this won't be an easy fight." Sebastian muttered, pursing his lips as he began calculating his next move. Alexandra and Mosiah also frowned deeply. If Jos had been so effortlessly repelled, then defeating this blonde young lady would be as difficult as ascending the heavens. "Mr. Lamont, if the four of us join forces, we should be able to take her down. Please don't hold back. Let's go all out." Mosiah turned to Nodin with an urgent tone. "Fine." As soon as Nodin agreed, the others let out a subtle sigh of relief. At this critical moment, the four early-stage Transformative Deity Masters prepared to launch a combined assault on the blonde young lady. Mosiah, dressed in a black robe, had a sinister look in his eyes. The smirk on his lips made his thoughts unreadable. Alexandra, clad in a flowing pink dress, was breathtakingly beautiful, yet her icy demeanor made her seem untouchable. Jos, short and shifty-eyed, gripped his spiked mace as his aura exuded treachery and ruthlessness. Sebastian, holding the Harmony Blade, stood with an imposing and unshakable presence. His Phantom Stride technique makes his stance elegant yet deadly. He was like a war god, untouchable and supreme. Deep within, he was already circulating his energy, preparing to unleash his divine abilities at the most crucial moment.