The War God's Homecoming novel Chapter 348

Chapter 348 Mysterious Aid

"Slaughter Lord, you will regret this!" said Rakshasa.

"Once you kill us, Commander Gardner will annihilate every member of your Sanctum of Darkness." She continued.

"Commander Gardner? If he dares to come back to Place of Darkness, this place will be his grave!" sneered Slaughter Lord.

"You're just foolish!" White Tiger said in a deep voice. "Place of Darkness can't kill our Commander. He's a force to be reckoned with!"

"Is that so?" Slaughter Lord smirked. "That's all you know, you're completely unaware of the true power of Sanctum of Darkness. Enough talk. I will send you both on your way. Prepare yourselves." Slaughter Lord declared as his aura surged, and he raised his hand to strike.

"White Tiger, I love you!" Rakshasa closed her eyes, prepared for the worst.

"No!" James Harper and the others yelled in despair.

But then, a muffled sound echoed, and something astonishing happened. Instead of the imagined outcome, Slaughter Lord's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving nothing behind. Silence engulfed the scene as everyone froze. A Half-Step War Emperor had been obliterated by a single slap!

Even Rakshasa, who had braced for death, opened her eyes, displaying a stunned expression.

"My Lord!" Both the black-robed man and the crew-cut man screamed in agony moments later. Realizing the situation, they exchanged glances and promptly darted away. However, just like their master, they exploded into blood mist a few dozen meters away, leaving no trace.

"Run!" The remaining members of Sanctum of Darkness, who had witnessed the carnage, fled in terror.

But they were mistaken. In less than a minute, all of them vanished without a trace, as if they had never been there. Including White Tiger and Rakshasa, everyone from Rakshasa Hall inhaled sharply. The power they had witnessed was beyond comprehension.

"May I know the identity of you? Could you come out and let us express our gratitude in person?" White Tiger, struggling to support Rakshasa, asked earnestly as he stood up.

"You are Glavale people, right?" Before long, a soft and melodious female voice spoke in fluent Glavalish. Then, a graceful figure appeared within the range of their vision, dressed in martial attire with a veil covering her face. Her true face remained concealed, making it difficult to determine her actual age.

"Indeed," Rakshasa replied, slightly stunned by the unexpected encounter. She couldn't have imagined meeting such a formidable Glavalean individual here. During her time in Place of Darkness, this was a first.

"Why did they want to kill you?" the woman continued to inquire.

"We killed an elder from Sanctum of Darkness, and they were sent by Sanctum of Darkness." White Tiger responded.

"Sanctum of Darkness?" The woman furrowed her brow slightly but didn't pursue that topic further. Then, she turned her attention to White Tiger and asked, "You and the others behind you give off the aura of battle-hardened soldiers. You're not from Place of Darkness, are you?"

"That's correct," White Tiger bowed slightly. "Before coming to Place of Darkness, we served in the Western Army of Glavale."

"The Western Army?" The woman was briefly puzzled. "Are you soldiers from the Army of Bloodshadow?"

"Indeed," White Tiger bowed once more.

"Is your commanding officer Commander Gardner, the King of the West?"