Warlord Chapter 158 - Broken Ambition

A pale yellow light flowed over a pair of goblets, and the remaining red wine in his arms began to froth before suddenly bursting and disappearing.

The light from the goblet fell on the waxed floor, where a pair of long black leather trousers hung. The light looked forward shyly, and behind the leather leggings were all kinds of clothes. And the closer they got to the bed, the more clothes they had. From the very beginning of the outer garments, to the small but ambiguous undergarments on the bed, everything was there.

On the bed, a head of long, wine-colored hair was swaying along with the shaking of his body, like a ma.s.s of burning flames.

Pera was sitting on Theon's waist, making the most intimate contact. The beautiful female snake used her elastic waist to make all kinds of movements, undulating and swaying back and forth, constantly rubbing against him, causing waves of joyful energy to spread from Sean's body all the way to his pituitary gland.

Theon looked with satisfaction at the girl who had contributed her youth and pa.s.sion to him. Every time they had a good time, Paula had done her best to give Theon wave after wave of happiness with her young body, as determined as if they were fighting a battle to the death.

Looking at the pair of peaks that moved up and down due to Pella's efforts, Sean felt that life was full of hope.

As he climbed to the top, Theon could feel the strange constriction of her body, then the sudden release of electricity that made him close his eyes. Then Pera's entire body lay on top of his. The fullness of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s pressed against Theon's body, and he felt content.

He was still in Pera's body, and the night was long, and the joy could continue.

However, just as Theon was preparing to attack, the communicator on Pera's body rang.

"Leave it, boss." Pera's eyes were like silk, and she took the initiative to tease Shane with her tongue.

"I know you haven't had enough, and neither have I. But now it's different. We still have big things to do. Let's go and hear what it is. "

Only then did Pera lazily get up from Theon. She jumped under the bed, lifted the small communicator with her slender fingers, and pressed the receiver.

"What is it?"

As long as she faced people and things that had nothing to do with Theon, Paula was cold again. But in Theon's bed, her enthusiasm was enough to burn the soul of any man. It was this temperament that combined both coldness and pa.s.sion that allowed Sean to have Perla but never touch a second woman.

Seth got out of bed, poured himself a cup of wine, then went to the window and looked out at the sleeping Remter. Late at night in the city, a portion of the citizens went to the houses they rented outside the base to reminisce about the old era. However, most of them stayed in the underground base. After 10 pm, the public lighting would stop, and only the faint red light on the outside layer of the buildings would s.h.i.+ne.

When the wine was finished, Paula hadn't finished listening to the report. Shane frowned. The messages in the night were too long.

He turned around, glad that it was time for Pera to put down her communicator.

"What happened?" Sean asked with a frown.

Paula started to speak, but then stopped.

"Say it, there's nothing to surprise me now." Sean picked up the bottle and prepared to pour himself another gla.s.s.

"The intelligence agent we arranged for in Phoenix City has just sent a message. A group of adventurer merchants entered the Death Reaper Mountain Range three days ago, but not long ago, they returned back to Phoenix City. According to their description, the Lorraine Bridge, which was used to pa.s.s through the Great Rift, was destroyed. The bridge is broken from the middle and the rope is almost completely broken. It is currently impa.s.sable. " She looked at Theon without moving.

Shane's heart was agitated. A moment later, he threw the goblet down to the floor and smashed it into pieces.

"In other words, we can only send the team to the other side of Death Ridge after the Lorraine Bridge is repaired?" In order to support Zero's operation in the dark, Theon had been using his ama.s.sed wealth, using Pera's Cobra army as the foundation, to continuously expand the scale of the operation and to purchase weapons and equipment. By now, the Cobra army had grown from less than fifty to two hundred.

In addition to Paula, there were also three others who were at least at the fifth step of cultivation. The team didn't have any powerful Adepts, but they were well-equipped and could easily meet the demands of a small war. It was Theon's secret weapon, and it would help zero tear all obstacles to the northern lands.

As soon as it was known that Zero had left Death Ridge, Theon decided to join the army.

Now, however, the main thoroughfares on both sides of the Great Rift had been destroyed, which meant that Theon could not send troops to the North. If they did not cross the Lorraine Bridge, then they would have to go around Phoenix and Death Ridge, pa.s.sing through the unexplored lands of the West. However, after making such a large circle, they would need at least another month to reach the Windmill Town outside of the Death G.o.d Ridge.

After a month, the grudge between Zero and Parkland's corporate powers had long been settled, and Shane no longer had a hand in it.

"If we send out all our engineers and labourers, when will we be able to repair the bridge?" Sean gasped.

After a brief calculation, Paula replied, "From the recruitment of personnel, the equipment for the materials, plus the distance and construction time. The fastest would still be around 20 days. "

"20 days?" Sean looked like he had aged ten years and lost all spirit.

Twenty days was not much faster than traveling through the western regions. It was too late for Theon to do anything now, unless there was a flying machine.

Even the Dark Council had yet to develop a transport plane that could transport around 200 people, let alone the outdated Remus.

Shane clenched his fists. There was nothing more depressing than seeing the hope of rising again after all sorts of preparations had been made.

"Pella, go to bed." Sean said these words through gritted teeth.

She walked silently back to the bed, turned, leaned her upper body against the screen of the bed, and spread her legs.

A few seconds later, Theon slammed into her. She bit her lips in pain, but didn't utter a sound. She only silently endured Shane's violent attack. As the man madly dashed forward, she seemed to hear Shane's indignant roar.

The bed shook violently, and the only sound in the room was the sound of Sean's heavy breathing. The night was still peaceful as usual, but no one knew that this city that had hope for its rise had been destroyed just because of the collapse of a large bridge.

This was an accident, and in an era of turmoil, there was never a lack of accidents!