The Last Commander of the Red Alert

All the members of the Ghost Clan were left dumbfounded. They had never dreamed that a traitor would emerge from within their own ranks!

"What are you doing?" An enraged eighth-order Ghost Clan member nearby exclaimed as he threw a punch at the eighth-order Ghost Clan who had taken action. His intention was merely to stop him, but to his astonishment, his punch ended up killing the other eighth-order Ghost Clan member.

Looking at the lifeless body on the ground, the eighth-order Ghost Clan member who had thrown the punch attempted to explain, "No, I just thought..."

Unfortunately, he didn't get a chance to finish his sentence as another eighth-order Ghost Clan member killed him instantly. In an instant, chaos erupted within the ranks of the Ghost Clan.

They each stood their ground, unable to trust anyone, uncertain whether the Ghost Clan members beside them would strike them down.

They were completely bewildered by how things had escalated to this point. The appearance of a traitor among the Ghost Clan was unimaginable, let alone so many traitors. Little did they know that, apart from the first eighth-order Ghost Clan member who had taken action, who had been controlled by nearby Yuri Clones, the rest of the Ghost Clan had not taken any action at all. Everything was going according to the plan of the second Spy.

Apart from the five ninth-order Ghost Clan members who had been devoured by the White Rabbit, everything else had been meticulously planned by him. He even had an extended plan in mind.

"What are you all doing? Who gave you permission to attack? Come over here!" the second Spy exclaimed in anger.

However, at this moment, his words were not enough to persuade the eighth-order Ghost Clan members to approach him at the risk of their lives. In fact, one of the eighth-order Ghost Clan members glanced around and simply ran away!

But as soon as he left the building, there was no sound, not even his presence. This disappearance left the remaining Ghost Clan members astonished.

In their eyes, the darkness outside seemed like a devouring demon, and they deeply felt that they should never have taken on this mission.

"Onehorn, can we leave as soon as we complete the mission?" one eighth-order Ghost Clan member shouted to the second Spy.

"Of course."

"Good, then I'll take care of him, and we can leave immediately," the eighth-order Ghost Clan member said, not waiting for the second Spy's response, and charged at Prince Hewlett.

The eighth-order Ghost Clan member's speed was as fast as lightning, and he appeared in front of Prince Hewlett in the blink of an eye. Prince Hewlett had no time to react and was struck by the eighth-order Ghost Clan member's punch.

"Hmm?" The eighth-order Ghost Clan member frowned when he didn't feel his punch land on Prince Hewlett. It was as if he had punched a very hard stone.

"What is this?"

The eighth-order Ghost Clan member realized that his punch had struck a semi-transparent membrane, and it hadn't harmed Prince Hewlett at all.

Little did he know that this was Yun Ru's prized creation, a Psychic shield!

This Psychic shield was powerful enough to withstand the attacks of ninth-level experts and had been specially prepared for Prince Hewlett. It was an invaluable asset that couldn't afford to be destroyed by the Ghost Clan.

Failing to land a hit, the eighth-order Ghost Clan member instinctively tried to retreat, but it was already too late.

"You're quite audacious to come here voluntarily," a deep voice spoke, and then a figure materialized behind the eighth-order Ghost Clan member. A large hand grasped his head and crushed it on the spot.

The other powerful Ghost Clan members paled. "Marshal... Marshal!"

Indeed, the one who had appeared was Marshal himself. With his strength, he wouldn't miss any unusual activity in the City. After some time, he had finally detected a problem in Prince Hewlett's location and rushed there immediately.

He couldn't imagine the consequences if the Restoration Army were to descend into chaos.

Others could perish, but Prince Hewlett was the exception.

Seeing Marshal's appearance, the Ghost Clan members were well aware. The five elders had already failed, and the most likely outcome was complete annihilation. They had no way out!

No one dared to guarantee they could escape from Marshal's grasp. The disparity in power was too great. They had only one option: to give it their all!

"My Lord of Gods, I am willing to exchange ninety percent of my lifespan for your power!"

Simultaneously, all the Ghost Clan members offered ninety percent of their lifespan in exchange for incredibly potent power!

In the past, a Ghost Master had used the remainder of their lifespan to fill a great chasm. These Ghost Clan members were at the peak of their abilities, with much longer lifespans than that elderly Ghost Master. Consequently, the power they received was even more astonishing!

However, one person refrained from making this sacrifice, and that was the second Spy.

"Onehorn, quickly borrow the power of the Lord of Gods," an eighth-order Ghost Clan member shouted at the second Spy.

The second Spy didn't move. Instead, he gazed at them with sharp eyes and said, "There's a traitor among us! I've already borrowed half of the Lord of Gods' Divine Eye, and now I can easily identify who the traitor is!"

"Is this true?"

The Ghost Clan members were visibly relieved, as their biggest concern was the presence of a traitor. If they could apprehend the traitor, they would consider their deaths worthwhile.

Marshal, finding this situation intriguing, didn't rush to take action. He stood calmly to the side, though he felt a bit puzzled internally. Since when did the Ghost Clan have traitors?

Of course, the words of the second Spy were entirely false. He had no faith in the Ghost Clan's deities, and his accusations of traitors were baseless.

"He is the traitor!" Suddenly, the second Spy pointed to one of the eighth-order Ghost Clan members.

The accused Ghost Clan member's face turned pale, and before he could say anything, the other Ghost Clan members killed him on the spot.

They believed the second Spy's words, as when it involved divine matters, anything was possible.

"There are more traitors."

Just as they were starting to breathe a sigh of relief and prepare to face off against Marshal, the second Spy's words once again put them on edge.

Unbeknownst to them, the number of eighth-order Ghost Clan members had dwindled, and when there was only one eighth-order Ghost Clan member left in the field with the second Spy, he seemed to realize something.

"You..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, an invisible Psychic attack from Yuri Clones struck him down, leaving only the second Spy standing among the Ghost Clan members.

"Brilliant. If I'm not mistaken, you're not a part of the Ghost Clan, are you?"

To become Marshal, he was naturally not a foolish individual. Seeing so many Ghost Clan members fighting amongst themselves, if he hadn't anticipated anything, he wouldn't be worthy of the title of Marshal.

While he didn't know how the second Spy had taken on the appearance of a Ghost Clan member, even he couldn't discern it, but he felt that this person was definitely human, a hunch stemming from the intuition of a Ninth-level Peak expert.

The second Spy didn't conceal anything. "Marshal, you truly live up to your name. I hope you won't spread this information."

"Very well, but can you tell me which faction you hail from?"

His implication was evident; if the second Spy didn't divulge this information, he wouldn't be allowed to leave.

A slight smile crept across the second Spy's lips, and he gradually moved toward the exit. Before his figure disappeared, four words echoed in the air: "Red Alert Base." (To be continued)

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