Chapter - 3286

Squirrel said, "What I mean is, based on the rate at which killing one death spirit results in two, the number of death spirits at the scene should have increased by at least a third from before. But the number of death spirits at the scene is not even one-tenth of what it was before."

Zeke's heart jolted.

Indeed, things do seem a bit off-

Zeke took a sharp breath. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Could it be possible that most of the death spirits in the ancient archaeological site have already perished? That's why killing one death spirit doesn't result in the appearance of two anymore."

Zeke remained silent.

What Squirrel said could very well be the truth.

However, without concrete evidence at the time, it couldn't be confirmed.

With hope in his mind, Zeke said, "Let's continue observing!"

Before long, the last shred of hope in Zeke's heart had completely vanished.

The number of death spirits at the scene was visibly diminishing rapidly.

An hour later, the scene had been completely cleared of death spirits.

Despair filled Zeke's heart.

Is Lord Wilder going to deal with me next?

Can I successfully slip away unnoticed from under the watchful eyes of an Eternal Class warrior?

After this intense battle of life and death, everyone present, including Wilder and Hades, had sustained injuries to varying degrees.

Approximately half of the warriors from all realms had fallen.

The remaining survivors all looked at Wilder with intense excitement.

Now that they had eliminated the enemy, the next thing that should come was the reward from Wilder: a fiefdom.

Wilder looked at the results of the battle with satisfaction, a rare smile appearing on his face.

A Nebula Class warrior spoke up. "Lord Wilder, now that we have eliminated your enemies for you, isn't it time for you to fulfill your promise?"

Wilder nodded and said, "Rest assured. As a dignified Eternal Class warrior, I will not go back on my word. However, the location and size of the fiefdom should be determined by me." "

Everyone's hearts pounded.

D*mn it! He's not planning to go back on his word, is he?

If we are given a tiny, out-of-the-way territory, he might as well not give us anything at all.

A brave Nebula Class warrior spoke up. "Lord Wilder, could we possibly choose the location of our fiefdom?"

After a brief contemplation, Wilder nodded and said, "Sure!"

Everyone was overjoyed. They truly hadn't expected that Wilder would be so accommodating.

Suddenly, Wilder added, "But you must agree to one condition of mine! If any of you can help me complete the upcoming task, you're free to choose the size and location of your fiefdom. I am willing to give up even the mansion where I currently cultivate!"

"What!"

The eyes of everyone present were ablaze.

Even the residence where Wilder was now cultivating could potentially be obtained.

The residence chosen by Wilder was undoubtedly a place where the spiritual energy was abundant.

If a Nebula Class warrior could get it, advancing to Eternal Class would undoubtedly not be an issue.

Someone asked eagerly, "May I ask what condition you are proposing?"

"Help me find Zeke Williams. He's nearby. He surely hasn't gone far! Whoever finds Zeke first and promptly reports his whereabouts to me will have my mansion."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the crowd dispersed in a flurry.

Zeke's head was about to explode.

With so many warriors searching for him, he was caught between a rock and a hard place.

What should I do? What should I do?

Just as he was at a loss, a thunderous boom suddenly echoed, and a bolt of lightning unexpectedly exploded in the sky above the ancient archaeological site.

The bolt of lightning struck the ancient archaeological site, causing it to shake violently thereafter.

Meanwhile, everyone also noticed a black object falling from the ancient archaeological site.

They instinctively stepped aside.

The black object fell to the ground, creating a deafening noise. The friction with the air ignited a burst of light so brilliant that it made the sun itself seem dim in comparison.