God Of War Dad

Hold your head high!

Walk with pride!

At this moment, the old monk was even more excited, smug, and arrogant than when he first went in. His chin was almost reaching the sky. He looked majestic and spirited, as if he had become ten years younger in the blink of an eye!

Moreover, the old monk intentionally released his strong aura without any reservation. More than ten meters away, the members of the Hall of Swords could clearly feel an invisible pressure approaching as the old monk drew nearer. It was a natural suppression that came from the gap in their cultivation realms, leaving them dumbfounded. They stared wide-eyed with their mouths agape, their faces full of incredulous astonishment and disbelief!

“He is… suc… successful?”

“Reached… nearly the Bright Realm???”

Having seen three White Army members succeed before, the Hall of Swords members were no strangers to this kind of natural suppression that came from differences in cultivation realms, as well as the thick aura of nearing the Bright Realm. With just one look, they accurately recognized it!

After a brief stunned moment, cries of surprise arose!

“Damn!”

“Why? Why could he be the first to go in and succeed???”

“He… he really is amazing, isn’t he???”

The Hall of Swords members could not understand why the old monk, who was nothing but an ordinary member among their huge group, was able to succeed on his first try. If he had not been selected first, many would not have even noticed his existence!

Yet!

The old monk succeeded!

Even for White Army members, the success rate was only one-fifth. The fact that the old monk succeeded meant… could this carefree chap actually be a hidden expert???

Not just the Hall of Swords members, even the White Army members had looks of astonishment on their faces. Having personally experienced it, success or failure, they understood the tremendous difficulty more than those Hall of Swords members who had not gone in yet!!!

“Mr. Campbell!”

Shortly after the shock, someone who recognized the old monk immediately went up to him and cupped his fists, “Congratulations Mr. Campbell!”

“Succeeded in one try!”

“Mr. Campbell, you are truly a heaven-sent talent, outstanding and brilliant!”

In a flash, over a dozen Hall of Swords members surrounded the old monk, heaping extravagant praises on him as if he were the moon among countless stars. All the flattering words they could think of were eagerly said to him.

“No no, it was nothing…”

“Hehe!”

“Haha!”

“Small matter, just a trivial thing, not worth mentioning…” the old monk responded, laughing from ear to ear.

A small matter? Damn! He was undoubtedly a pretentious show-off!

Seeing the old monk basking smugly, the other Hall of Swords members gritted their teeth in irritation, wanting to beat him up even more than before. But unfortunately, they were no match for him now!

“Mr. Campbell!” One of them asked, “Could you please share with us, how did you do it? Do you have any special techniques?”

That was their real intention for flattering the old monk!

Upon hearing this, including Ernest Mason and Karen Smith, the Hall of Swords members from South Province and North Province who also wanted to beat up the old monk pricked up their ears in anticipation, eager to hear the old monk’s answer!

Faced with the huge temptation of nearing the Bright Realm, who cared about face anymore?

Damn it!

Forget it!

“Special techniques…” The old monk stroked his white beard, dragging out his words pretentiously, “It all depends on one’s innate talent. Only now do I realize my talent is so high. Alas… I looked down on myself too much before. Here, I must solemnly apologize to myself!”

Ugh!

His hypocritical words almost made the Hall of Swords members vomit. They gnashed their teeth and clenched their fists, wanting to beat him up again!

“That’s enough!” Spring’s impatient voice suddenly came from the underground altar. “Next, Tim Lewis!”

Silence suddenly fell outside the hall!

Whoosh!

Before anyone could react, Tim Lewis had already dashed into the Hall of Throne like a gale…

…

One and a half days!

It took the Hall of Swords members only one and a half days, much faster than the White Army members. The reason was simple: there were too many Hall of Swords members and time was limited with the national war imminent. Thus, Sean would give up on those without hope of breaking through after an hour. So in the same one and a half days, only fifteen White Army members tried, while thirty-six Hall of Swords members attempted!

The results were disappointing!

Out of the thirty-six Hall of Swords members, only two succeeded in nearing the Bright Realm – the old monk and Karen Smith. Tim Lewis, Ernest Mason, the Mason brothers, none of them made it!

An eighteen percent chance illustrated the tremendous difficulty!

This also clearly demonstrated the huge role the Sword of God played in facilitating the White Army members’ cultivation path!

“Mr. Mason!”

On the third evening after Sean gained control of the imperial city, Tim Lewis hurried to the Hall of Throne and respectfully called out, “Lord Snow sent a message that North Kingdom’s million-strong army is pressuring the capital, only thirty miles from Hill Riverside. They will attack Hill Riverside at 10pm tonight as planned!!!”

His words stunned everyone!

Especially the remaining Hall of Swords members still waiting in line, their faces ashen like they had just eaten shit. Damn it! I finally get my turn after waiting three whole days, but… f*ck, the war is starting??? Who’s more miserable than me???

“Is that so?” Sean’s icy voice came from the underground altar. “Then we act according to plan as well, catch them off guard and annihilate them, leaving not even a speck of armor!”

“After tonight!”

“We will completely eliminate the North Kingdom threat plaguing the north!”

As the former General Wolf of the North, Sean hoped for peace in the north more than anyone. Now retired, he possessed even greater power and influence, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

A million-strong army! North Kingdom’s soldiers were much stronger than the Shirine Empire’s. But Albert Sitwell had also spent months gathering this army from all over North Kingdom. If they were dealt a blow at Hill Riverside, with heavy casualties, they probably wouldn’t be able to launch such a large-scale national war again for a long time!

So!

Defeat this battle, and the Shirine Empire would be doomed!

Victory, and the Shirine Empire would have no more worries!

As soon as Sean finished speaking, a white figure gracefully walked out from the underground altar – it was Spring. She came to the front of the great hall, her face cold as frost, and solemnly declared, “Everyone, come with me out of the imperial city!”

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“Protect our Shirine Empire!”

“Guard our borders!”

According to plan, this battle would be personally led by Spring, the newly advanced Bright Realm cultivator. All Hall of Swords and White Army members would participate. It concerned the honor of their homeland, so they could only succeed, not fail!