Morgana had lived for over 300 years, but she had never experienced fear as gripping as she did now.

A peculiar sense of dread surged through her heart like a torrent bursting through gates, causing her to feel as though she were falling at an ever-accelerating speed.

Despite reaching the age of four hundred, her strength growing with each passing day, her courage had waned over the years.

There were two things she feared most, growing old and dying, and having her true identity exposed.

Consequently, the Warriors Den had many members, but only a few knew the Lord’s true identity.

Aside from the four marshals, all the other members belonged to the Mirren family.

These Mirren family members were descendants of Morgana’s tribe, relying on her for a life of luxury, which fostered an unwavering loyalty towards her.

However, Morgana showed no mercy towards the few rebels within the Mirren family. She would eliminate those who deserved it.

Moreover, she kept secrets from the Mirren family.

They knew she possessed extraordinary powers and had achieved immortality, but they remained oblivious to her true origins.

The four marshals were no different. They knew she had lived for four centuries, but her master’s identity remained a mystery to them.

Amidst her fear, Morgana contemplated this thought.

Zeba had not perished but had leaked his information to their

never disclosed his master’s

from herself, only three individuals knew

himself was one of them, as well as Lucius

was Lucius Clark’s daughter,

realization dawned on her, Morgana’s eyes widened, her teeth clenched, and she uttered in a cold voice, “Maria… Could it

to apprehend Maria, she was aided by an expert and escaped unscathed. The person I dispatched was the Cyprus cavalry guard. Soon

Morgana entertained another idea—could the artist who created the master’s portrait be the same person who aided

would he travel to Northern Europe to protect Maria? However,

“if this person truly is a disciple accepted by the master within the last five hundred years, he should consider himself a disciple of Morgana. Since my older brother must be stronger than me, why would such a formidable person protect the Evans family? How is he capable

through Morgana’s mind, and she exclaimed,

once again, Morgana muttered to herself, “If he also desires the secret of immortality, then he should not protect the Evans family…” Her mind was flooded with countless vague and

one thing was certain—the moment the other party produced the painting, it served as a clear

Gideon, who had perished in the explosion. She couldn’t help but remark, “Come to think of it, Gideon discovered a mystical weapon as soon as he arrived in Aurous Hill, capable of summoning celestial thunder. Now it’s

clues and possibilities in her mind. Her

no fear even in the face of Gideon’s self-destruction,

arrive in Aurous Hill and fall victim to the enemy’s trap, their losses would

esteemed marshals had already vanished. If the three elders were to follow suit, the Warriors Den would

the enemy had revealed the master’s portrait, she would essentially be declaring a direct confrontation. This

a satellite phone and called Aemon, who was

calm the three elders’ apprehensions about flying. Suddenly, he received a

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