95: Chapter 95 Preparations Before Departure!

Yulan Continent.

Dawson Empire, Imperial Palace.

The scorching sun hung in the sky, casting a dazzling halo over the magnificent palace complex.

In the Imperial Garden, flowers were in full bloom, and the air was filled with the faint, refreshing scent of medicinal herbs.

Monroe and Avril were walking side by side along a path paved with white jade.

Time had not left many traces on the faces of this couple.

Over these years, relying on the terrifying financial power of the Dawson Chamber of Commerce and the massive amount of Divine Sparks brought back by Allen, Monroe had managed to recruit a group of loyal God-level Experts.

With these experts providing protection, the status of the Dawson Empire in the Yulan Continent was now as stable as Mount Tai.

The miserable death of Ateskin served as the best cautionary tale.

However, Monroe and Avril themselves remained at the Saint-level Realm.

It was not because their talent was lacking, but rather because they had greater ambitions.

With one-on-one personal guidance from God-level Experts, their current Realm had reached the absolute limit of the Saint-level.

As long as they pierced through that barrier, they could become deities on their own at any time.

"The situation in the Yulan Continent has been suspiciously peaceful lately."

Monroe stood with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

Beneath this kind of calm, a greater storm was often brewing.

"Why do you care about such trivial matters?"

"With Sals and Walker holding down the fort, who would dare to provoke us?"

Hearing Monroe's words, Avril gave her husband an annoyed look.

"I'm not worried about the Empire; I'm worried about Allen."

Monroe sighed softly.

"That kid's seclusion time is getting longer and longer."

"I always feel that the Yulan Continent, this pond, is about to be unable to contain him."

Just as his voice fell, Allen's figure appeared out of thin air.

"Father, Mother."

Allen smiled slightly, his tone gentle.

"You child, why have you been in seclusion for so long this time!"

Seeing her eldest son suddenly appear, Avril was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over and grabbed Allen's arm.

Her voice carried a hint of reproach, but even more, an inseparable maternal love.

"Mother."

"Aren't I perfectly fine?"

Allen let his mother pull him, his eyes revealing a rare softness.

Monroe looked at his eldest son before him.

Those deep eyes, that aura restrained to the extreme.

He understood that his previous premonition had come true.

Allen had already become powerful to a level he could not comprehend.

"Did you have a Breakthrough?"

Monroe cut straight to the point.

"Yes, a Fire-element Highgod."

Allen nodded, not hiding it.

Although Avril did not understand how terrifying a Highgod was, she knew that this meant her son had crossed another chasm.

"That's good, that's good."

Avril nodded repeatedly.

Allen was silent for two seconds, then looked at his parents with a calm gaze.

"I plan to go to Hell to seek adventure."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the Imperial Garden seemed to freeze.

Avril's hand trembled violently, and she gripped Allen's sleeve tightly.

"Hell?"

Her voice involuntarily rose.

"Must you go?"

"Is the Yulan Continent not good enough?"

"You are already a Highgod; who can threaten you here?"

As a mother, she could not understand; having already stood at the Peak of the world, why still go to adventure in that legendary place that eats people without spitting out the bones?

Allen did not argue, just quietly looked at his mother.

He knew that explaining things like the concentration of elemental essence or the Bottlenecks in Law deduction to his emotional mother was completely useless.

Monroe stepped forward and gently wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulders.

His eyes were also filled with reluctance, but the rationality in his bones allowed him to make the most correct judgment.

"Avril, don't stop him."

Monroe's voice was low but filled with strength.

"Don't you understand yet?"

"The Yulan Continent is too small; shallow waters cannot raise a true Dragon."

"Allen is an eagle spreading its wings; his sky is in the four Higher Planes."

Monroe looked straight into Allen's eyes.

"You go ahead."

"With us here, the Dawson Family will never hold you back."

"When you reach Hell and make a name for yourself, perhaps one day we will also go to join you."

Hearing these words from her husband, tears finally couldn't help but fall from the corners of Avril's eyes.

She also knew that she couldn't stop her son, and she didn't want to become a stumbling block on his path to becoming a powerful expert.

"Then when are you leaving?"

Avril wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice choked with sobs.

"One month from now."

Allen held his mother's hand in return.

"For this month, I will stay at home to accompany you."

"Good, good, good."

Avril smiled through her tears and pulled Allen towards the bedchamber.

"I will instruct the Imperial Kitchen immediately to prepare your favorite Red Flame Horned Dragon steak."

Watching his mother's busy back, the smile on Allen's lips gradually faded, and a cold, murderous glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.

One month's time was not just to spend time with his family, but also to root out all hidden dangers.

Before leaving the Yulan Continent, he had to ensure that the Dawson Empire was absolutely safe.

His mind quickly sorted through his upcoming plans.

The first step: go to the Dark Forest to visit Beirut.

Beirut was the absolute Dominator of the Yulan Continent.

As long as Beirut didn't turn against him, the Dawson Empire would be absolutely safe on this continent.

He not only needed to stabilize his relationship with Beirut, but also obtain a piece of crucial intelligence from him.

Intelligence about a guy named "Odin"!

Allen's gaze became increasingly cold and sharp.

As a Transmigration practitioner, he knew the plot trajectory of the original work too well.

That Seven-Star Fiend Odin, who Cultivated the Death Rules, was a complete and utter madman.

In the original work, this guy destroyed the entire Dawson Family just for some twisted amusement.

Although the Yulan Continent had long since become unrecognizable because of his appearance, and the Dawson Family had become the Dawson Empire with its strength undergoing earth-shaking changes.

With two Highgods, Sals and Walker, holding down the fort, ordinary God-level Experts posed no threat at all.

But Odin was different!

That guy was a genuine Seven-Star Fiend.

Once he descended upon the Dawson Empire, Sals and Walker combined wouldn't be enough to satisfy his appetite.

"The living can always cause trouble."

Allen sneered in his heart.

"Only the dead are the most well-behaved."

Pinning hope on the villain not coming to cause trouble was the mindset of the weak.

Allen's code of conduct had always been simple and brutal.

Since a threat existed, it should be physically erased in advance!

With his current terrifying combat power at the Asura level, wanting to kill a Seven-Star Fiend like Odin was even easier than pinching an ant to death.

The only trouble was that he had no idea which corner of the Yulan Continent Odin was currently hiding in.

Those God-level Experts who escaped from prison were all like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow.

With Allen's current strength, he simply couldn't find the opponent.

At this moment, Beirut's usefulness was demonstrated.

As the absolute King of the Yulan Continent, any disturbance on this continent could never escape Beirut's eyes.