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

upon closer reflection, she had never

individuals knew that she was

Lucius Clark, her older brother whom she had once deeply

was Lucius Clark’s

eyes widened, her teeth clenched, and she uttered in

and murmured to herself, “The last time I sent someone to apprehend Maria, she was aided by an expert and escaped unscathed. The person I dispatched was the Cyprus cavalry guard. Soon after, Jarvis perished in the fortress where the dead soldiers and Cavalry Guards vanished without a trace… Could it be… Could it be that Maria

entertained another idea—could the artist who created the master’s portrait be

Northern Europe to protect Maria? However, if Maria hadn’t exposed my

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 of

moment, a thought flashed through Morgana’s mind, and she exclaimed, “Could it be that he too

to herself, “If he also desires the secret of immortality, then he should not protect the Evans

the painting, it served as a clear warning to Morgana. If

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

no longer concerned herself with sorting through the countless clues and possibilities in her mind. Her primary objective was to summon the three

fear even in the face of Gideon’s self-destruction, then the three

three elders were to arrive in Aurous Hill and fall victim to

of the four esteemed marshals had already vanished. If the three elders were to follow suit, the Warriors Den would lose over half of its strength in terms

dispatching the three elders to Aurous Hill immediately after the enemy had revealed the master’s portrait, she would essentially be declaring a direct confrontation.

a satellite phone and called Aemon, who was on the

about flying. Suddenly, he received a call from Morgana. Hurriedly answering, he respectfully inquired, “My Lord,

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