Modern Cultivation : The Strongest Couple Bonded by Vampire System-Chapter 628: Traitor

Kael’s gaze turned serious. His hands formed a seal, and a thin barrier spread around them like a transparent shell.

The world outside turned muffled at once.

Meanwhile, the lightning bullet kept cutting through the sky.

BOOM!!!

A flash bloomed in the distance.

The base’s formation barrier tried to rise, layers of light stacking one after another, but it was no match for the prince’s attack.

The barrier shattered like glass.

The ground sank.

A deep crater opened where the base had been.

Fire and dirt erupted upward, and a mushroom cloud rolled into the sky.

Kael’s face went stiff.

He did not need to look again to know what that meant.

There was no going back.

This was the main base on the plane. Supplies, prisoners, records, staging routes, all of it was there. Now it was gone.

Even if he survived this, punishment would still fall on his head.

Saryx watched the explosion with interest, like he was admiring fireworks. Then he looked back at Kael and smiled.

"You better have a good offer for this, Prince," Kael said.

Saryx’s eyes narrowed slightly, amused.

"Don’t worry. I won’t disappoint you, as long as you fulfill my requirements."

He spoke slowly, letting each word land.

Kael listened.

His expression changed more than once.

His jaw tightened, then loosened.

His eyes narrowed, then widened a fraction.

"You’re ambitious," Kael said at last. "But are you sure about this?"

He stared straight at Saryx.

"You know I’m risking my head if I agree. I could even be marked as a traitor to my race."

Saryx laughed. "Will that stop you, General?"

He leaned forward a little.

"Nothing worth taking in this world comes without risk. You know that."

Kael frowned, he did know.

His entire cultivation path had been risk after risk.

Every breakthrough was gambling his life for one step higher.

Every time he stood above others, it was because he had dared to do what they didn’t.

Still, this was different.

This was politics.

This was the Dragon Federation.

This was the Human Empire.

One wrong move and both sides would crush him.

Kael’s eyes flicked once toward the rising dust cloud in the distance.

’His offer is really risky. But if it works...’

He could not deny it.

If it worked, he would hit the jackpot.

Saryx saw the hesitation and smiled.

He circled slowly in the air, hands behind his back.

"How many times did you take a risk in your cultivation path?

How many times did you step into a ruin when others backed away?"

Kael stayed silent.

Saryx’s smile widened.

"Did your effort ever betray you?"

He tapped his own chest once.

"You climbed to the Celestial Immortal Realm before a thousand years old.

You didn’t do that by playing safe."

Kael’s eyes hardened.

"You want me to betray my empire."

Saryx shook his head.

"I want you to stop thinking like a dog on a leash."

He pointed toward the crater again.

"Look at that. What you think will happen?

Those who hate you will use this opportunity to find reason to punish you.

Even if the Emperor know your sacrifice and think you as someone with talent, he still need to punish you to satisfy those noble."

Kael’s fingers curled.

Saryx continued.

"Just what’s a empire General Kael?

Is it the emperor? The noble with influence and power?

So don’t think you’re betraying them, you do what you need to do."

He stepped closer, his reptilian eyes locking onto Kael’s.

"Take my hand, than you can become the one who decides.

You can rise above those so called nobles."

Kael’s heartbeat slowed.

He did not trust the prince.

But he trusted one thing.

Dragons were greedy, arrogant, and direct.

If Saryx wanted something, it meant the prize was real.

And he know dragon hate playing trick the most.

Kael’s voice turned colder.

"And what happens if your father refuses? If your Overlord refuses?"

Saryx smiled.

"Don’t you see me here? If my father don’t agree I will not dare do this."

Kael stared at him.

A long silence hung inside the barrier.

Outside, the war continue.

The wyvern keep bombarding, filling the ground with many craters.

Some cultivator fight back while other begin to run for their life.

Kael finally spoke.

"Fine. I agree. It’s not like you give me much choice."

Saryx’s smile sharpened. "Good."

He lifted one finger, then pointed downward.

"Now... You should leave this to me."

Kael stared at him for a few seconds. Then he said, "I will standby on the next planet, but remember we need to send the quota in three days."

"Don’t worry. You will fill your quota. No one will ever know."

Kael looked down.

His men were still in the air, scattered and wounded, trying to regroup. Some were still watching him, waiting for an order.

Kael sent a telepathic message.

Only a few cultivators stiffened when they received it. They rose at once and moved toward him.

A captain below shouted.

"General! Where are you going?"

Kael did not answer.

He turned his sword and flew toward the void.

The chosen cultivators followed him.

The others hesitated.

Some stayed where they were, confused.

Some clenched their teeth and flew after him, afraid to be left behind.

"Wait for us!"

"General, we can still fight!"

They closed the distance.

Then the ones in Kael’s group turned around.

One of them smiled.

Then sword flashed.

A cultivator who was rushing up had his throat opened in one clean cut. Blood sprayed into the wind, and his body dropped straight down.

"What are you doing?!" someone screamed.

Another sword thrust forward and pierced a man’s chest. He looked down at the blade, eyes wide, then fell off his sword.

"Traitors!"

"The General is leaving us!"

"Retreat!"

They tried to spread out, but the traitors moved faster.

Two swords crossed, and a cultivator’s arm flew away with his weapon.

He screamed, then a second strike ended it.

A man tried to turn back toward the forest.

A flying sword chased him from behind and cut his leg. He tumbled through branches and vanished into the trees with a dull crash.

Above, the smell of blood reached the wyverns. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

A huge shadow dove down.

One wyvern opened its mouth and swallowed a falling cultivator whole. The scream cut off halfway.

Another wyvern snapped a man off his flying sword and tore him apart in the air.

Flesh and armor pieces rained down.

The cultivators who were still alive went pale.