Roar of the Supreme Warrior novel Chapter 7358

“I’ll take a break first since I’m feeling a bit tired.”

James sat on the Xwem Chessboard and took out a bottle of Chaos Absinthe, sipping the liquor slowly.

Zbynek and Lilibeth were left flabbergasted.

Meanwhile, James let out a sigh of satisfaction, clearly enjoying the drink.

“Enough with the mockery!” Lilibeth snapped. “We protectors of the Path won’t abandon our disciplines for some liquor!”

“That’s right!” Zbynek tried to sound as firm as he could. “We wouldn’t have been so friendly if it weren’t for your status as a Chosen One and the trouble you were in.”

James smiled mischievously.

He lifted his hand and tossed two bottles of Chaos Absinthe toward the pair.

Zbynek and Lilibeth were momentarily stunned, not expecting this gesture.

However, they quickly caught the bottles and each took big gulps of the Chaos Absinthe.

Despite their earlier refusals, they obviously enjoyed the liquor. James couldn’t help but think this was probably the true nature of the gods.

“It’s delicious!” Zbynek had already downed half a bottle.

He asked, “We were shouting at you earlier, yet you still gave us liquor. Are you trying to show us how magnanimous you are?”

“Shut up, Zbynek.” Lilibeth cut him off and looked at James.

“This is really nice liquor. I appreciate that you’re willing to share it with us. However, you can’t possibly think of offering some to the three Caeloros Gods as peace offerings?”

James put down his bottle and smiled slightly. “Are you two very worried about my safety?”

Lilibeth and Zbynek paused awkwardly, looking flustered.

“Turns out not all who serve Waitara are bad guys.” James sighed softly. “Are you the only ones in the Historial Palace?”

Zbynek answered, “You got it wrong. We don’t serve Waitara. We are the Left and Right Protectors of the Path.”

“Oh…” James’ brows arched. “Protectors of the Path, huh? Whose Path and philosophies do you protect, then?”

There was another moment of silence after James made that remark.

A brief moment later, Lilibeth asked, “You’re a Chosen One. Have you not heard about the Forty-Nine Daoisms of Nothingness?”

James furrowed his brows.

The two before him denied working for Waitara and insisted they protected the Forty-Nine Daoisms.

However, James did not find any information regarding their existence in the memories Frona shared with him.

As he pondered all this, new information came into James’ mind about these two protectors.

They were not the creations of the Caeloros Gods, nor did they develop from the Wuia Aura, nor were they living beings.

After the Waitara Path underwent reincarnation, these two protectors were born from the forty-nine cauldrons inside the Historial Palace.

Their purpose was to ensure the Daoisms were preserved and followed by all residents of the Haleth Realm.

They also prevented the distortion or breakdown of time, space, Yin Yang, and many other things across the Haleth Realm in the absence of the Waitara Path.

The enforcement of the soul contract, for example, was retained until this day because of them.

Only these two protectors carried out their duties, while the majority of divine beings were led astray by Waitara and the Five Path Emperors.

Zbynek and Lilibeth gasped almost simultaneously.

They did not expect to see such a sensible and prudent side of James. He sounded completely different from how he was when he stole the Waltraud Power from their palace earlier.

It was impossible for the divine beings and even the Caeloros Gods to break into the Historial Palace, no matter what means they had.

However, it was relatively easy for Chosen Ones like James to break the Historial Palace’s seal and enter.

Unfortunately, once the seal was lifted, it would also give the three Caeloros Gods the opportunity to seize the Historial Palace.

The Historial Palace was not just an ordinary palace or Waitara’s former dojo. It also held the forty-nine cauldrons, which were the foundations for the Haleth Realm’s rules and stability.

If the cauldrons fell into the hands of the three Caeloros Gods, they would have the right to do whatever they wanted to the Haleth Realm.

Eventually, they would make the Haleth Realm their own property.

James’ wisdom and prudence were evident through his careful consideration of their current situation.

He had entered his formation. At James’ command, the Xwem Chessboard holding the formation rose in the air, levitating above the Historial Palace.

Meanwhile, Zbynek and Lilibeth closed their eyes.

James was not just building a simple formation. This formation was akin to a fortress, meant to hold back the three Caeloros Gods.

A short while later, Zbynek and Lilibeth put down their bottles.

They lifted their hands and channeled tremendous amounts of Waltraud Power toward James’ formation.

At that moment, the sound of laughter came from somewhere behind the Historial Palace.

“It was you! Who knew you’d really succeed in doing this!”