Chapter - 3336

The expressions of Octantis and the others subtly changed when they heard that.

The Nimbus Sect was indeed a major hidden sect. It was normal for ordinary people not to have heard of it, but they were all well aware of it.

The sect was best known for its mastery of formation techniques, along with other mysterious and arcane practices.

It was best not to offend such a martial house.

Moreover, Anvindr was a disciple of an elder from Nimbus Sect, so it was only appropriate to maintain good relations with him.

A hint of a benevolent smile appeared on Octantis' face. "I see. I've long heard of your reputation, Mr. Trujillo. To be honest, that compass is my magical weapon. I kindly request you to return it to me."

"Slow down!" Before Anvindr could utter a word, a charming figure had already flown to Octantis' side from not too far away, her pretty face filled with confusion. "Octantis, how did your magical instrument end up with someone else? I remember you never left the camp, only Michael went out for a while. What exactly happened?"

The speaker was Vela, who was brought along by Octantis this time to ensure nothing went wrong.

The corner of Octantis' mouth twitched. He desperately wanted to tell Vela that Zeke had been robbed by the guy in front of them, but his plan was never honorable to begin with.

Given Vela's personality, she would undoubtedly condemn Octantis, loathing his actions.

He quickly racked his brain and explained, "Vela, I had sent Michael to bid farewell to Zeke, and had him carry my magical object for protection. Unexpectedly, he ran into Mr. Trujillo. Mr. Trujillo didn't recognize Michael and ended up taking the magical instrument.”

He knew that Vela understood the function of the compass. After all, they were both from the same martial house. Therefore, it was impossible to suggest giving the compass to Zeke.

That explanation seemed quite reasonable, and Vela naively believed it. "So that's how it was."

It was Anvindr's turn to be displeased. How did something I clearly found end up being considered stolen?

The original plan was to return the magical object to Octantis, potentially making a good friend in the process.

However, his thoughts had changed.

"Octantis, to be honest, my master has a soul badge of mine. If I were to die in the Secret Realm of Mount Kush, a strand of my soul consciousness could still be transmitted. At the very least, I could relay a few words to my master." He spoke indifferently.

Upon hearing that, Octantis' expression. darkened. "What exactly are you trying to tell me, Mr. Trujillo?"

"I found the compass. I didn't steal it. Don't falsely accuse me!" Anvindr huffed coldly.

"You know in your heart whether or not you were the one who stole it." Octantis' expression darkened as he said, "However, let's get back to the point. Did you not only rob Zeke but also kill him?"

"What?" Vela's pretty face turned pale.

Could it be that Zeke, a hero of such stature, was actually slain by a despicable scoundrel?

At that point, Michael quickly stirred up trouble. "Indeed, I witnessed it with my own eyes. I arrived a bit late at that time, only to seek vengeance for Zeke. However, my abilities were limited. Not only was I unable to defeat him, but even the compass was stolen."

At that moment, everyone noticed the traces of the battle that had taken place there. Their faces instantly changed, and when they looked at Anvindr, their eyes were filled with intense murderous intent.

Vela's face was even more taut, her delicate fist clenched tightly. “Octantis, we must avenge Zeke. Zeke sacrificed his life for us all, choosing righteousness over survival. Unexpectedly, in the end, he did not fall at the hands of the ferocious beasts, but was killed by one of our own kind."

The cultivators were also filled with righteous indignation.

"Indeed, even if we killed him, we would still have a reason to tell the Nimbus Sect after we leave. No matter how powerful his master is, is there any justification for killing one's own people?"

"Kill him!"

Anvindr felt an unparalleled sense of frustration, his face turning beet red from anger. I'm being blatantly framed! It's clear that Octantis is looking for an excuse to kill me because I refused to return the compass.

That was just one aspect.

The second reason was that Octantis clearly wanted to showcase his brilliance and grandeur in front of Vela, aiming to win her favor.

Anvindr could tell at just one glance.