Chapter 545: The Olive Branch?

Prince Hewlett's thoughts were straightforward. He believed that with the strength of his Restoration Army, capturing a city should be a simple task, as it was highly unlikely that an Eighth Order Ghost Clan would appear on the opposing side.

However, when the battle was midway, a figure appeared in the sky—a Ghost Clan!

Prince Hewlett immediately sensed trouble and urgently contacted the Red Alert Base, requesting the deployment of Eighth Order experts. Without them, the Restoration Army had no capability to deal with Ninth Order Ghost Clan members.

Their previous success in killing an Eighth Order Ghost Clan had been a stroke of luck. Prince Hewlett didn't believe that his forces genuinely had the strength to kill an Eighth Order Ghost Clan. Luck was far too unreliable.

Ghost Clan's Young Master looked down, realizing that the weapons used by humans were something he had never seen before. They were more powerful than he had remembered, explaining their audacity in launching an attack.

"It seems like I've missed quite a bit of action during this time," Ghost Clan's Young Master's face broke into a faint smile. However, this smile appeared extremely cruel to the humans.

His body transformed into a massive meteor, descending from the sky and crashing heavily into the midst of the Restoration Army. Instantly, he killed at least a thousand Restoration Army soldiers.

The aide beside Prince Hewlett's complexion changed drastically. "Your Highness, this is definitely not an Eighth Order Ghost Clan; it's very likely a Ninth Order Ghost Clan!"

They had encountered Eighth Order Ghost Clan members before, and none of them were this powerful. The Restoration Army's equipment, obtained from the Red Alert Base, even gave them a chance to kill an Eighth Order Ghost Clan. However, when facing a Ninth Order Ghost Clan, that chance virtually became non-existent.

Prince Hewlett clenched his teeth. "Aim at him and fire with everything you've got!"

Prince Hewlett was ready to go all out. He wanted the Restoration Army to kill a Ninth Order Ghost Clan. Such an accomplishment would boost the Restoration Army's reputation, greatly benefiting his future.

In other words, for the sake of reputation, Prince Hewlett was willing to risk his life.

All the heavy weapons of the Restoration Army aimed at the Ninth Order Ghost Clan on the opposite side and opened fire.

The explosion lit up the sky, turning that area into a restricted zone. The surrounding Restoration Army troops quickly retreated, with no one daring to approach the area.

The bombardment lasted for almost a minute. Prince Hewlett, with a hopeful expression, looked at the scene. "Is he dead?"

When the Ninth Order Ghost Clan's figure appeared in his sight, Prince Hewlett didn't hesitate. He ordered his aide to drive away immediately. His aide was accustomed to this, and his movements were swift.

"Nice weapons, but it's a pity…" Ghost Clan's Young Master chuckled lightly. His figure suddenly disappeared from the original spot and reappeared on top of Prince Hewlett's car.

This time, Prince Hewlett was terrified to the point of wetting himself. He had never thought that death would come so close.

In the eyes of the Ninth Order Ghost Clan, the car's armor was like paper. He effortlessly pierced the car roof with one hand, lifting Prince Hewlett out.

"Are you the commander of these people?" Ghost Clan's Young Master leisurely appraised Prince Hewlett. His gaze seemed to be selecting where to start.

"I…I…" Prince Hewlett wanted to deny it, but if he did, his credibility would be severely damaged. However, if he didn't deny it, his fate might be grim.

Just as he was about to speak, the immensely powerful Ghost Clan's Young Master's head suddenly exploded, and countless gray and white fragments splattered all over his face. The foul stench made him vomit immediately.

"The handling of Ghost Clan experts will be left to us. Please continue commanding the Restoration Army, Prince Hewlett," a faint voice reached Prince Hewlett's ears. He looked up and saw that someone holding a massive sniper rifle had appeared nearby. This person wasn't an ordinary sniper but a new type of unit called the Hyperspace Sniper, created by Su Chen using Red Alert mod.

This new unit combined the instantaneous teleportation ability of the Chronolegionair Troops with the skills of a sniper, making it an extremely deadly assassin.

Restoration Army only had access to Red Alert Base's weapons, and they had little information about these units. During their training, the most common sight they had seen was the Red Alert soldiers.

A tremendously powerful Ninth Order Ghost Clan had died right in front of him, and Prince Hewlett still couldn't believe it.

"Your Highness," his aide helped Prince Hewlett up.

"Inform the troops ahead that the Ninth Order Ghost Clan is dead, and we must not fail in capturing the city this time!" Prince Hewlett grew determined.

"Yes."

Losing the Ninth Order Ghost Clan, the Restoration Army quickly occupied the city controlled by the Ghost Clan, but they paid a price.

Once again, the Restoration Army gained fame. Shortly after declaring war, they had captured a city held by the Ghost Clan and killed a Ninth Order Ghost Clan member. It was almost unbelievable.

The Restoration Army's strength finally made several factions realize that it had a real chance of restoring the nation. Consequently, some factions extended an olive branch to the Restoration Army, hoping they would join forces. They promised to support Prince Hewlett in becoming a king, with little regard for the Red Alert Base that had been supporting the Restoration Army from behind the scenes.

When Prince Hewlett received these offers, he sneered. These factions had done nothing to help him when he was struggling, but now that he had achieved something, they wanted to intervene. Who did they think he was?

Honestly, if the Red Alert Base weren't powerful enough, Prince Hewlett might have accepted the help of these factions. However, he hadn't fully understood the Red Alert Base's true strength yet. In this situation, he would only be acting foolishly if he abandoned the Red Alert Base.

Without Red Alert Base's weapons, what was the Restoration Army?

"Inform them that the Restoration Army is a purely military force. We won't readily accept their goodwill. Make sure to convey our loyalty to the Red Alert Base," Prince Hewlett instructed his aide.

Upon receiving these responses, the factions shared a unanimous sentiment: disgust!

"Why can't we understand what benefits the Red Alert Base has given Prince Hewlett to make him lick their boots like this?"

"Perhaps the Red Alert Base Commander is holding some secrets over Prince Hewlett. Well, a single Restoration Army isn't a big deal. No need to engage further."

"They're incredibly foolish! Without our help, he'll never become a king. It seems it's time for us to support the Prince we endorse."

Unanimously, these factions made the same choice. They would support the Prince they endorsed in establishing an army in various names and initiate a comprehensive counterattack. (To be continued...)

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