Chapter 250: Found Them
After moving for another ten seconds, Aldrian discovered another room, this one filled with powder—more precisely, explosive powder. While the explosive powder might not pose much threat to high-level cultivators, it remained deadly for mortals and low-level cultivators below the Baron stage.
Because of how dangerous this powder can be for the masses, all sovereigns on the continent heavily regulate explosive powder. If it were to fall into the wrong hands, it could lead to chaos.
Aldrian frowned at this. He couldn’t understand where they had obtained the explosive powder or how they had managed to gather such a large quantity—and this was only from one room. He knew it was bad news. If this powder were placed in crowded areas, it could cause significant harm. Not only could it be used for killing, but it could also destroy or weaken structures. However, its impact would be minimal against fortified structures with defensive formations.
However, it’s a different matter if this explosive powder is placed beneath a structure’s foundation. No matter how strong the structure, it will collapse. The quantity he saw here could spark another war and claim countless victims.
Aldrian walked into the room, and, as before, the devils were confused by the sudden appearance of a newcomer. As for Aldrian, he simply did what he was supposed to do: eliminate the devils. If anyone had watched him enter the room, they wouldn’t have heard a sound until Aldrian walked out again. By the time they looked inside, the devils would already be dead.
Aldrian kept repeating this process, but he was genuinely shocked by how vast and complex the underground tunnels were. Calling them "tunnels" felt like an understatement—they were more akin to an underground base. To think that no one aboveground had detected the activity happening beneath them.
"No... perhaps some do know but choose to ignore it because of their cooperation with the devils."
He stopped pondering. Now was not the time for thoughts—only action. He needed to kill, kill, and kill.
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In one room of the underground base, a table stood surrounded by a few chairs. At the moment, five people were seated around it. All of them wore black robes that concealed their features, but their impressive cultivation levels were unmistakable: three were at the King stage, and two had reached the Emperor stage.
"Can we really trust you this time? What if this plan also fails and exposes our cooperation? I’ll be dead before that old man meets his end," said one of the men.