Chapter 1348: Dark Wizards Alliance

Ye Bufan frowned: "Black Wizard Alliance? What kind of organization is that? Is it very powerful?"

Feili asked, "Dr. Ye, have you heard of the Western Dark World?"

Ye Bufan shook his head. He hadn't received his Legacy for long, and having just arrived in the West, he wasn't very familiar with the situation here.

He asked with some confusion, "What's the difference between the Dark World and the Underworld?"

"Of course, they're different; these are two completely distinct concepts," Feili said. "The Underworld generally consists of ordinary people and Martial Artists, while the Dark World is made up of special existences."

Ye Bufan asked with interest, "Then tell me, how are they special?"

"I haven't had any direct contact with the Dark World; everything I've heard is just rumors," Feili said. "Generally speaking, the Western Dark World is composed of three types: werewolves, vampires, and Black Wizards.

Specifically, each type has its own organization: werewolves have their tribes, vampires have their own races, and Black Wizards have formed the Black Wizard Alliance."

"So, the Berwick Family is backed by the Black Wizard Alliance?"

Feili nodded. "Although members of the Dark World are different from ordinary humans, they also need money for their Cultivation, so they all have their spokespeople in the Secular World.

The Berwick Family is the spokesperson for the Black Wizard Alliance, responsible for providing them with funds and various Cultivation resources on a daily basis."

Ye Bufan understood this perfectly. Whether they were Spell Cultivators or Martial Artists, they ultimately couldn't do without the support of Cultivation resources.

This was also why so many Martial Artists and Spell Cultivators served as offerings to other large Families—their goal was to acquire resources.

Feili continued, "For so many years, precisely because they were backed by the Black Wizard Alliance, the Berwick Family has eliminated many competitors and has always been untouchable.

I never thought that the damned Creston would find the Berwick Family as a backer. This time, it's indeed a bit troublesome."

"It's fine. Aren't they just a few Black Wizards? It's nothing major."

As the Palace Master of the Dragon King Palace, Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't take these Black Wizards seriously.

Moreover, as a Cultivator, he was equivalent to a Dual Cultivation practitioner of both magic and martial arts in the Secular World. In terms of spell Cultivation alone, he was in no way inferior to any Spell Cultivator.

Lu Banxia suddenly said, "Oh, Ye Dage, that guy just mentioned sending people to ambush the Tu Tribe. Should we go help Banxia?"

After spending the past few days together, she had a good impression of Banxia and a very good impression of the Tu Tribe. Hearing that there was danger there, she immediately thought of helping.

"Don't worry, there's no need. Banxia will give those people a surprise."

A perfect smile appeared on Ye Bufan's lips. The Tu Tribe, having retrieved the golden staff, was reborn. Under the staff's nourishment, countless strong individuals would emerge from the Tu Tribe.

Even setting aside everyone else, just the Saintess Banxia alone had already reached the Middle Stage of a Holy Rank Cultivator.

This was just for now; as time passed, she would continue to improve under the staff's nourishment.

It could be said that the Tu Tribe's current strength was in no way inferior to those great Families. Olivier's rash decision to send people to attack this time would certainly result in a great loss.

To the west of Apple City, there is a mountain. The mountain is not very high, about four to five hundred meters above sea level, but it has a resounding name: Sacred Mountain, because it was once the dwelling place of Saint Lawrence.

After the Tu Tribe and the Lawrence Family reached a reconciliation, an area of 100,000 mu centered around the Sacred Mountain was allocated to the Tu Tribe.

Now, there is a small village at the foot of the mountain, where Banxia lives with her main tribesmen; others are slowly completing their relocation.

As night fell, lights slowly lit up in the small village, making it appear quiet and harmonious.

And just then, hundreds of figures appeared outside the village. Leading them was a middle-aged man of about 50, with a fleshy, extremely sinister face. If looks could kill, this guy was definitely a vicious villain.

He was Fan Desha, an Elder and offering of the Berwick Family, a Heaven Rank Middle Stage strong individual.

Standing beside him was a tall, thin Black-robed man holding a golden staff about three feet long, clearly a Black Wizard.

This guy was named Beibeito, and like other Black Wizards, he was completely enveloped in a black robe, with no glimpse of his appearance.

To ensure the success of this operation, Olivier dispatched a combination of Heaven Rank Warriors and Black Wizards.

Behind these two were 100 Black-Clothed Men, all household guards of the Berwick Family. Any one of them was a Profound Rank Martial Artist or above.

From this, it could be seen that the Berwick Family was much stronger than the Brown Family, completely on a different level.

Arriving at the entrance of the small village, Fan Desha arrogantly shouted, "You damned Tu Tribe, come out and die for me!"

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like a crow's cry, breaking the tranquility of the small village.

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of Tu Tribe members swarmed out, clustered around a small loli in white, who was none other than the Saintess Banxia of the Tu Tribe.

Banxia's gaze swept coldly over everyone present, and she asked in a cold voice, "Who are you? What are you doing here at our Tu Tribe?"

"You damned Tu Tribe, wouldn't it be better to live honestly? You actually colluded with those Huaxia people," Fan Desha cursed. "I am Fan Desha, an Elder and offering of the Berwick Family. Now I'm giving you Tu Tribe two choices.

Either end your cooperation with those Huaxia people and honestly become dogs of the Berwick Family, or I'll send you to see God right now."

"How dare you speak to our Tu Tribe like that? What gives you the right?"

Wood was the first to step forward. Since the return of the golden staff, he had benefited the most from the nourishment of the Legacy power, and had now reached the Heaven Rank Great Perfection Realm, speaking with full confidence.

"Tu Tribe, didn't you hear clearly? We are from the Berwick Family. Either do as I say, or die."

Seeing that the other party dared to defy his orders, Fan Desha immediately released the Aura of a Heaven Rank strong individual after speaking.

But before he could raise his Aura to its peak, he felt a blur before his eyes, and Wood's massive fist had already appeared before him.

As a member of the Tu Tribe, Wood had endured enough bullying from all sides over the years. This punch, full of anger, swept forth with an overwhelming Aura.

Fan Desha had originally not taken these Tu Tribe members seriously at all, but upon feeling the opponent's pressure, he was immediately greatly alarmed.

"This is a Heaven Rank Great Perfection strong individual! How is this possible?"

He never dreamed that the Tu Tribe, who had always been weak and easily bullied, would suddenly produce such a strong individual.

Fan Desha, with only Heaven Rank Middle Stage Cultivation, turned to flee when facing Wood, who was at Heaven Rank Great Perfection. Unfortunately, it was too late; the surrounding space had already been sealed by the fierce fist force, making escape impossible.

In desperation, he could only use all his strength to meet the punch.

The two fists collided with a bang. Fan Desha's right arm was shattered by the single punch, and then his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, dying in mid-air.

This shocked everyone present. No one expected that Fan Desha, who had always been so arrogant, couldn't even withstand a single move from the opponent.