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

upon closer reflection, she had never disclosed his

from herself, only three individuals knew that she was Morvel

as well as Lucius Clark,

last person was Lucius Clark’s

widened, her teeth clenched, and she uttered in a cold voice, “Maria… Could it be that you betrayed

an expert and escaped unscathed. The person I dispatched was the Cyprus cavalry guard. Soon after, Jarvis perished in the

who created the master’s portrait be the

to

continued to muse, “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

that moment, a thought flashed through Morgana’s mind, and she exclaimed,

should not protect the Evans family…”

the painting, it served as a clear warning to

a mystical weapon as soon as he arrived in Aurous Hill, capable of summoning celestial thunder. Now it’s evident that his encounter was not due

herself with sorting through the countless clues and

no fear even in the face of

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

had already vanished. If the three elders were to follow suit, the Warriors Den would lose over half of its

to Aurous Hill immediately after the enemy had revealed the master’s portrait, she would essentially be declaring a direct confrontation. This would undoubtedly enrage the

further delay, Morgana reached for a satellite phone and called Aemon, who was on the

just managed to calm the three elders’ apprehensions about flying. Suddenly, he received a call from Morgana. Hurriedly answering, he respectfully inquired,

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