The Boundless Realms of Eternal Might Chapter 9

Just when Asher Wells and his group arrived at the camp, an immortal god in white armor came towards them, followed by three realm master soldiers in gray armor.

The immortal god smiled and said, "Welcome everyone to the No. 081 Barracks Base of the Third Battlefield. Realm Lords follow him, Domain Lords follow him, and all Universe Lords follow him."

As he spoke, he pointed at the three people behind him.

"As for you, come with me." He finally said to Asher Wells.

...

"Please take a seat!" The two walked to a seat in the hall, "Let me introduce myself first, Vincent Hale, the captain of the Realm Master Team No. 081-27754."

Immediately afterwards, a short world master who was only about one meter tall came over and poured a glass of wine for each of them.

"From the information transmitted from the virtual universe, it seems that you have just achieved immortality a dozen years ago, or even less. But you don't look like someone who has just achieved immortality!" As he spoke, Vincent Hale laughed.

"It's just a matter of chance." Asher Wells didn't explain too much. It would be bad to explain some things too much.

"Hahahaha, just a casual remark. Let's get back to the point. What do you think of your Realm Master team? According to the regulations, you can form your own team or be assigned by the system.

Of course, the maximum number of places is ten, one or two less is fine, but it's best not to have more." Vincent Hale still had that smile on his face, but there was a hint of something strange in his eyes.

Asher Wells keenly caught the hint of something strange, and immediately said, "I wonder if Brother Vincent Hale has any suggestions?"

"Well, let me be frank. If you don't have the idea of   forming one on your own, I can recommend a few people to you. Of course, the final decision is still up to you." Vincent Hale directly expressed what was in his mind.

"Let's go and see the people you mentioned!" Asher Wells put down the wine glass in his hand, then stood up and motioned Vincent Hale to lead the way.

Asher Wells felt that Vincent Hale's aura was roughly the same as his own, but since they had never fought, it was hard to say who would win. An immortal who was close to being awarded a title of nobility should not be too bad.

Originally, if Asher Wells was an ordinary immortal, Vincent Hale would not have said this. At most, he would have explained some things and left. However, he felt that Asher Wells's aura was surprisingly similar to his, so he had this idea.

Soon, the two came to a place where six realm masters were drinking together. Each realm master had a strong aura, without a trace of vanity. The mark of the law in the center of the forehead showed that these six realm masters had all been recognized by the original law.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful team of Realm Lords. The six of them together can be considered immortal. However, they now look low-willed and have no fighting spirit at all.

He didn't even notice Asher Wells and Vincent Hale approaching.

"You have seen it, these six people are very powerful, and each of them is a realm master and general, they will definitely not hold you back." Vincent Hale said to Asher Wells.

"However, their captain, the captain of a small team, died in the last attack to protect them, so..."

Vincent Hale did not intend to hide it from Asher Wells, and he could not hide it either. He would know the reason if he thought about it a little. How could six battle-hardened world masters and generals be without an immortal to lead them?

"Brother Asher Wells, to be honest, the immortal who fell was my best friend, and what he was most worried about at the time were the six people in the team.

It's still a little bit wrong to entrust them to ordinary immortals. Just tell me if it's okay or not. If it's not okay, it doesn't matter." Vincent Hale gritted his teeth and said, if Asher Wells didn't want it, he had no choice.

Asher Wells did not answer, but walked in front of the six people, releasing his powerful immortal aura without reservation. The six people suddenly felt a surge of pressure, and then he said loudly,

"Did your captain save you so desperately that you would be depressed? If so, you might as well have blown yourself up. What's the point of living?"

When Vincent Hale heard this, he did not try to stop Asher Wells's behavior. Instead, he was very happy in his heart. Since Asher Wells did this, it meant that he accepted these six people and wanted to help them come out of the darkness.

"If you still act like this, then I really feel sad for his death. He used his life to get back a bunch of trash."

Asher Wells went on to speak, and every word he said was like a sharp knife stabbing into their hearts.

"You are not allowed to say that, Captain!" One of the realm masters, under pressure, quickly punched Asher Wells with a pair of iron fists.

Asher Wells smiled contemptuously, turned around and dodged easily, then grabbed the arm of the realm master and smashed it to the ground, mocking, "Is that all your strength? I am so disappointed!"

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Let's go to the virtual universe and let you guys go together!"

Fighting is definitely not allowed in the barracks base, otherwise there will be chaos. Asher Wells's behavior just now would have been detected by the military system if it hadn’t been a little longer, so it would be better to go to the virtual universe.

Their battlefield was a meteorite belt. The six people surrounded Asher Wells in the middle, ready to attack at any time, while Vincent Hale landed on a meteorite in the distance to watch the battle.

The first person to attack was the same man from before. He was wearing a pair of metal boxing gloves on his hands. As soon as they met, he rushed towards Asher Wells at an extremely fast speed.

Asher Wells shook his head, "Brute force!"

Asher Wells's figure kept flashing, making sure that each of his attacks hit the meteorite.

Upon seeing this, the other people looked at each other, then turned into seven streams of light and flew towards Asher Wells at the same time.

"I'm going to make you pay the price! Ah!" The man's fists moved faster and faster. What he comprehended was the law of the origin of earth, which greatly increased his strength.

"I told you, you only have brute force." Asher Wells was not going to tolerate him. He found the right moment and kicked him in the stomach. The huge force instantly sent him flying thousands of kilometers away.

"Iron Fist!" the others shouted.

When he saw that he was not seriously injured, he continued to fly towards Asher Wells.

A man in green took out a long sword and said to the woman behind him, "Naomi Reed!"

Then the aura of law emerged around him, which was the law of wind, which greatly increased the speed.

After hearing this, Naomi Reed stopped and a huge mental power spread out. There was no doubt that she was an illusionist.

The scene in front of Asher Wells began to change.

"Asher Wells, come and have a drink!" Adrian Frost said. He and Zachary Hart were sitting together, and now only Asher Wells was missing.

"Yes, hurry up. If you come late, we won't keep any wine for you. This is a rare good wine." Zachary Hart said immediately.

"I wish this was true, but what a pity!" Asher Wells thought to himself. He punched out and everything in front of him turned into pieces.

The spirit backfired and Naomi Reed spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath dropped a lot in an instant.

At this time, the green sword shadow had already come in front of him, but because the illusion had no effect on Asher Wells, the timing was still a step too late, and he easily dodged it.

"Anything else? If not, let me take over!" Asher Wells shouted.

Then he took out his fiery red sword and slashed at them. In just a breath of time, the flaming blade easily cut their bodies in two.

Not only that, the meteorite belt behind him also showed a vast expanse of empty land, and everything was destroyed wherever the blade passed.

Vincent Hale was standing beside him with a smile on his face, obviously recognizing his strength.

But in fact, this is only 30% of his strength. There is no need to show his full strength to deal with them.

Back to the barracks...

"Are you convinced?!"