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Eager to take a stroll on the streets for a change, Mathilda Ward and Marla Fiore were exhilarated, looking around with great interest and holding specialty snacks from Mason City in their hands.

While shopping, they could occasionally hear the conversations of genetic warriors, discussing the devastating battle that had occurred the day before. Besides lamenting the death toll from yesterday, they regretted not witnessing the battle themselves, as it was an opportunity to see a being close to King-level in action.

At that moment, Damon Lopes suddenly said, “Brother Callum, let’s discuss something.”

“What’s up?”

Damon Lopes said cheerfully, “You gotta let me have Akunus if it shows up later, I want to experience what it feels like to slay a god.” “Isn’t that your mission?” Jack Clark asked, looking puzzled.

Their division of labor had always been for Damon Lopes to confront the enemy while he was responsible for detecting the enemy and close-protection of Mathilda Ward—like the demon that attacked earlier, which had been handed over to him.

Akunus was an exception.

Damon Lopes was somewhat worried: “I’m just confirming with you to avoid you blasting Akunus by reflex later on.”

They didn’t have much choice; only one monster remained.

“Don’t worry, I definitely won’t make a move unless it poses a threat to Miss Ward’s safety,” Jack Clark assured him.

At this time, the four of them arrived at Mason’s largest mall, which was crowded, and suddenly someone excitedly shouted, “Mathilda Ward, it’s Mathilda Ward!”

Suddenly, many eyes turned towards the group, especially towards Jack Clark, who was wearing sunglasses.

“It really is Mathilda Ward; 1 recognize that bodyguard, his incredibly handsome profile is too distinctive.”

“It’s definitely him.”

“Ilisa, may I have your autograph?”

“Darren Callum, I’m a fan of yours!”

Suddenly the crowd stirred, and many young men and women rushed over in excitement.

Burst! Just as the people approached, an intense aura exploded from Jack Clark’s body, pressurizing the surrounding air into gusts of raging winds that made it difficult for many to keep their eyes open.

In an instant, the surroundings quieted down, and everyone was paralyzed by the terrifying brutal pressure, their faces turning white, with many trembling and showing expressions of terror.

Only then did they remember that this man had slain gods, and that just the aftermath of his battles had caused thousands of casualties.

Not until then did Jack Clark say coldly, “Stop, don’t come any closer, and asking for autographs requires Miss Ward’s consent.”

As Jack Clark slowly withdrew his aura, sighs of relief rippled through the crowd.

At this point, Mathilda Ward smiled and said, “Thank you all for your support and love. Meeting you here is also a kind of fate. Those who want autographs, please come one by one.”

After Mathilda Ward finished speaking, there was a slight pause before a nervous young man raised his hand.

“I want one, I want an autograph.”

“Me too, I’m also a fan of yours, Ilisa…”

With someone leading, many followed suit and began to queue up conscientiously. Spotting this, the mall’s person in charge hurriedly brought over a table and paper and pens.

The shopping trip turned into a signing event, and when news spread that Mathilda Ward was there and giving autographs, people flocked to the scene.

But as they were signing autographs, suddenly a girl who had just received an autograph on her notebook approached Jack Clark, stammeringly asking, “Excuse me, Mr. Callum, could you please give me your autograph too?” Jack Clark, wearing sunglasses, coldly refused, “Sorry, I’m just a bodyguard.” Immediately, the girl’s face showed disappointment, and Damon Lopes really wanted to say if he won’t sign, 1’11 do it for you.

But at this moment, a gasp arose from the crowd; Mathilda Ward, who was sitting at the table smiling while signing autographs, turned pale and suddenly fell backward.

“Not good!” Jack Clark caught Mathilda Ward in an instant.

Soon, the news that Mathilda Ward had fainted in the mall spread across the internet.

In Mason City’s largest and foremost hospital, Jack Clark stood calmly by the window in the special ward, with Crystal Boyce and military zone doctors, who radiated a high-order aura, rushing to her side.

I he reason for Mathilda Ward’s fainting was simple—soul weakening, and the intensity of this weakening was stronger than ever, causing her to lose consciousness.

As for when she would wake up, that would depend on her.

Such is life; accidents always come unexpectedly, and no arrangement or plan can keep up with changes.

With a slight sigh in his heart, Jack Clark’s attention turned to the Thunderflame Emperor Beast.

After feasting for a day, the Thunderflame Emperor Beast had finally finished off the Tiger Flood Dragon, crunching most of the bones, leaving only some residue and the crystallized, huge spine.

The one hundred and seventy meters long ice-blue spine connected to the half-shattered skull, exuded an oppressive aura that could terrify ordinary people.

This is a Level 9 Giant Beast, and even the leftover bones are too formidable for ordinary life to approach or disrespect.

The Thunderflame Emperor Beast had grown to eighty-nine meters, its form more massive and ferocious, emanating the overwhelming presence of a gigantic creature.

It s a pity the Spatial Channel is too small; otherwise, just this spine bone alone would be worth thousands of Contribution Points, enough to create sky weapons or high-level mechas.”

The Thunderflame Emperor Beast looked at the Tiger Flood Dragon’s spine with some regret before turning its gaze to its surroundings, pondering in its eyes.

It was considering whether to make this location its Headquarters for the Dragon Palace.

Compared to the Ice Crystal Dragon Palace on a nearby desert island, this location in the Outer Sea, four thousand meters deep and over four thousand kilometers away, was more suitable as a base..