El General Todopoderoso de Dragón

Nathalia’s words lifted Zeba’s spirits, infusing her with newfound hope. When the explosion erupted, their eyes locked and at that
moment, Zeba believed that Nathalia was destined to meet his demise. Yet here he stood before her, clad in fresh attire,
unscathed. A gust of wind emanated from his clenched fist, a testament to the strength that firmly supported his body. His power
surpassed her own by more than a realm.
In Zeba’s estimation, Nathalia’s strength paled in comparison to that of a true hero. However, the remarkable aspect was that
Nathalia was merely twenty-eight years old! Meanwhile, Morgana, the hero, had already lived for four centuries! If this trend
persisted, Nathalia would soon catch up!
Contemplating this realization, a tinge of regret overcame her. According to her calculations, she had a little over two years left to
live. Witnessing Nathalia’s strength surpassing Morgana’s in such a short span of time would likely remain a distant dream.
Unbeknownst to Zeba, Nathalia was oblivious to her inner musings.
Together with Maria, he escorted the injured Zeba to the awaiting helicopter.
The light helicopter accommodated only two seats and Nathalia couldn’t be completely at ease leaving Zeba alone. Thus, he
dispatched Maria back to the villa and requested that Don Albert bring another helicopter. Nathalia personally accompanied Zeba
on the second helicopter, guiding her back to the mountain villa.
With less than half an hour before dawn, Nathalia commanded Don Albert to maintain Martial Law throughout Elys Champs.
Then, he led Zeba into the villa.
Inside the villa, Maria awaited their arrival. Nathalia guided both women to the basement, where he arranged a comfortable sofa
for the injured Zeba. Seated opposite her, he positioned himself beside Maria.
After settling down, Nathalia inquired, “Zeba, why did you come to Aurous Hill?”
Zeba truthfully replied, “Mr. Wade, I was initially dispatched to the Far East to locate Miss Clark. However, a few days ago,
Morgana ordered me to come to Aurous Hill and spy on Gideon. I rushed here overnight.”
Curiosity piqued, Nathalia pressed further, “Why did Morgana task you with spying on Gideon?”
Zeba explained, “She suspects that Gideon has ulterior motives. Morgana knows he possesses at least two magical artifacts, yet
he withheld that information from her, claiming to have acquired only one.”

With a hint of frustration, Zeba continued, “She discovered that Gideon’s movements led him from Antique Street to the
mountains. Furthermore, she monitored Aurous Hill’s internet activity and learned of a violent thunderstorm occurring on the very
mountain Gideon visited...”
“The Aurous Hill Meteorological Department even issued an early warning. Morgana believes this event is connected to the
magical artifact Gideon acquired. However, Gideon only informed her about a ring. I speculate that Morgana deduced Gideon’s
involvement when he used the magical artifact you sold him, Mr. Wade. Gideon deliberately concealed the true extent of the
artifact’s power to arouse Morgana’s suspicion.”
Nathalia frowned, remarking, “Morgana is truly keeping up with the times. Not only does she track your movements, but she also
uses the internet to gather information and aid her judgment.”
Zeba nodded, confirming his observation. “Morgana stays ahead of current trends. She possesses her own satellite
communication system and has developed encrypted communication software. To preserve her anonymity and gender, she even
employs a voice changer to obscure her audio during communications. As far as I know, she frequently utilizes the internet,
keeping a close eye on major platforms.”
Nathalia acknowledged her words and inquired further, “So, how did Morgana obtain your movement details?”
Zeba produced her severely damaged cell phone, explaining, “This is a specially designed mobile phone provided by the
Warriors Den. It possesses real-time tracking capabilities, transmitting our coordinates to a server.”
Nathalia’s eyes widened in amazement. He chuckled and remarked, “Tonight, Morgana must be at her wit’s end. Shortly after
Gideon arrived at Willow Estates, I blocked all signals in that area, causing both Marshals to vanish simultaneously. She must be
tossing and turning in bed.”
Zeba nodded, saying, “Indeed, my phone lost all signal as well. I imagine Morgana is incredibly anxious. Given her personality,
she will dispatch someone to Aurous Hill to gather information as swiftly as possible.”
Nathalia smiled mischievously. “Perhaps she’ll send the Fourth Marshal?”
Zeba shook her head, replying, “It’s unlikely. Gideon has been killed and I have disappeared. Three out of the Four Marshals are
gone. I believe Morgana fears Aurous Hill and wouldn’t risk sending Landon.”
Nathalia probed further, “Given her cautious nature, would she come to Aurous Hill herself?”

Zeba firmly denied, “No! Morgana exercises extreme caution and would never personally venture out to resolve such matters.
Besides, she possesses a trump card that has been dormant for a century...”
Nathalia and Maria exchanged surprised glances, their voices merging into one as they eagerly asked, “What trump card?”
Zeba truthfully revealed, “Beneath the surface, the Four Marshals appear to be the Warriors Den’s most formidable individuals
aside from Morgana. However, above us lies the Presbyterian Council. This
council consists of three elders, all belonging to the Mirren family. They have earned Morgana’s unwavering trust and have
secluded themselves for over a hundred years. Their power far surpasses that of the Four Marshals and they are on the brink of
unlocking the Soul Palace.”
Nathalia’s heart was filled with horror and a deep sigh escaped his lips involuntarily. He had always believed that the ‘Apocalyptic
Book’ was a precious cultivation treasure, but now it appeared to be nothing more than an ordinary practice manual, like a monk
reciting ancient verses. If one were to compare the path of martial arts to a cosmic exploration of stars and oceans, then the
‘Apocalyptic Book’ might not have even surpassed the Earth’s boundaries. Only by unlocking the Soul Palace could one truly
venture into outer space and embark on a journey to explore the vast universe.
Fortunately, the ‘Apocalyptic Book’ holds an exceptionally detailed wealth of knowledge. It explores the mysteries of Feng Shui,
the enigmatic Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes, as well as the intricacies of formations, weapon crafting and the
captivating art of alchemy. It was as if these teachings compensated for Nathalia’s own lack of cultivation.
Otherwise, with his current strength, he stood no chance against Gideon.
Curiosity burning inside him, Nathalia inquired, “Has Morgana unlocked the Soul Palace?”
Zeba responded without hesitation, “Of course. Morgana is the first to have unlocked the Soul Palace over a hundred years ago.
Her power soared to new heights! Having personally experienced the benefits of unlocking the Soul Palace, she carefully
selected three individuals with the highest aptitude from the Presbyterian Sect. She assigned them a hundred years of seclusion
to focus on unlocking their own Soul Palaces.”
Nathalia pressed further, “Have the three of them succeeded?”
Zeba replied, “It is rumored that they will achieve success within the next decade or two. Morgana has promised us that once the
three elders successfully unlock their Soul Palaces and emerge unscathed,

she will grant the four of us an opportunity for seclusion. During that time, she will teach us the art of unlocking the Soul Palace.
But what we’re waiting for might just be a grand deception...”
As Zeba spoke, her fists clenched tightly, anger burning in her eyes. “Speaking of the Soul Palace technique, Mr. Wade, there’s
something else I must truthfully reveal to you...”
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