Lord of the Truth

"The Soul Replenishing Technique… He seems to have received a soul attack as we expected." Elizabeth sighed and spoke

Old Gu's turned to the worst again after his first relief, "His Excellency didn't distribute soul techniques for attacking or defending or even for healing soul wounds, we had sworn to work under his command and he was so generous with us, how could he hide such techniques? It's most likely that he doesn't know them either."

"You mean..?" Victoria furrowed her eyebrows

"In Planet Jura, we had no knowledge of anything related to the reality of the soul before His Excellency appeared. He had no ground to lean on in his research. However, he came up with many techniques for it in a short period, so most of the research focused on strengthening the spirit and restoring its activity to help it in his research, and he also made some applications like the Thoughts Conveying Technique and the Oath Tablets, they were a bit narrow in scope and little in number, but they still alone are enough to say a lot about his capabilities!

But from all that, this also tells us that this is probably the first time he is subjected to a soul attack, he does not know how to defend against an attack of this kind, and he must have been severely wounded because he resisted it bluntly… And now comes the bigger problem, he doesn't know how to heal himself from his soul injuries! His use of the Soul Replenishing Technique is proof enough of this!!"

Caesar only looked at the ground and clenched his fists even more, since he was certain that his father was using the soul Replenishing technique he knew that the situation was bad, as he himself had used this technique more than once previously and knew its limits...

"The important thing now is that His Excellency is alive and has enough awareness to try to find a solution to his own problem. Because of his heroic sacrifice, he was able to end that death siege upon us and we regained the initiative. What more do you expect from him? We are here to conquer a new world for him and expand his empire for him. We are the ones who have to bear the war, not him! Please don't expect any more help from His Excellency, just pray that he will rise up for us again unharmed... It's our turn to prove to him that we are not useless." Caesar spoke with a clear heaviness in his voice while clenching both hands tightly, and it was clear that every word that came out of him was coming out with great difficulty

How is it that the soldiers could not do anything in front of those hordes of enemies, but Robin alone managed to save everyone and gave them a new chance? Their incompetence led his father to his current -between life and death- situation!

...But he quickly calmed himself and looked around with clear defiance, then began to rise from the ground, "I will go to convey the report to the second commander in chief and receive his instructions, now go back to your spots and wait for his orders."

Old Gu, Victoria, Elizabeth, and the rest of the peak sage-level nodded at the same time and flew away

There was no one left in front of the tent except Alexander, who found himself a relatively large rock near the tent and sat on it, looking with unfocused eyes at its door... As was the case for the past few days.

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"Second Commander in chief." Caesar landed on top of the hill and saluted, placing his right hand on his chest

Jabba looked behind him and shook his head with a self-ridiculing laugh, "You know you don't have to do that..."

Caesar took a few more steps and stood beside Jabba looking up at the sky, and spoke, "Until my adoptive father rises again you will be the leader, stop trying to evade your responsibility."

*boom boom boom*

"...You came alone, how is master doing?" Jabba was silent for a while and then suddenly asked

"Alive... The situation isn't far from what you have predicted." Caesar replied sternly, then proceeded to explain what had just happened in the tent

"Heh~ Good, good... That is actually much better than I expected," Jabba let out a long sigh, then gave a big smile and continued, "His life is in his hands now, very good."

"What is very good exactly!?" Caesar furrowed his brows deeply and looked at Jabba, he had just told him about Robin's seemingly untreatable condition but he smiled?!

Jabba looked to his side, still smiling, "It makes me feel sometimes that you don't yet know who your adoptive father is... As long as his consciousness is still present enough to activate a technique, then what is there fear? Now we only have to wait patiently for his return."

Caesar's eyebrows relaxed a lot and let out a small sigh, as he looked up at Jabba's face with focused eyes, 'Absolute confidence... Is this the one you chose to be your only disciple, father?'

But he suddenly suppressed his thoughts and took a few steps to the side away from Jabba, and turned to look towards the sky again!

Caesar is quite a tall man, with exactly 195cm in height he could be said to be one of the tallest in the golden battalion, but even with that, his head didn't even reach Jabba's chest... Him standing beside him and looking up at him like this, He looked like a little child asking his father to pick him up!

The situation was very strange so he had to run away quickly, then he raised his voice again awkwardly, "Cough Cough... What is the current situation?"

"See for yourself." Jabba laughed it off and pointed in front of him... Towards an aerial battle taking place in front of the cliff!

It was not close to the battle that took place before Robin's incident, in fact, there were only 20 individuals involved!

The battle was between ten saints of the Burton family wearing nothing but short pants that hide their private parts, against ten saints of the humanoid white creatures.

The battle seemed random as all individuals could target each other, but by focusing a little, it was possible to see the cooperation between the members of each team and the teamwork to deliver the greatest possible damage to the second party.

Although there were tens of thousands of Saints and Sages of the humanoid white creatures floating around the areal arena, and a similar number of Golden battalion troops fully armed with their divine gear standing on top of the hill behind Jabba, no big battle broke off as all sides quietly stood their places watching the ongoing mini battle.

The two teams fought without tricks, without advantages, even their cultivation levels were identical, only military tactics, courage, and the quality of their techniques were of use... Everything about this mini-battle looked like a friendly tournament!

If Robin woke up now and saw this scene, he would undoubtedly think he was still dreaming.