Strongest Spirit Beast Master Family

Chapter 193: Chapter 193 Kartis Miller

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a low whistling sound echoed through the air. A young man in white, riding a Thunder Eagle, appeared in everyone's sight. With a swift movement, he leaped off the Thunder Eagle and landed steadily on the ground.

"A member of the Kartis family!" Blaze Regret's eyelids twitched slightly. From the emblem on the young man's chest, he could tell that this person was from the Kartis family at the center of the empire!

The presence of the white clad youth created a slightly oppressive atmosphere, as these spirit hunters couldn't gauge the identity of this sudden arrival.

Even more terrifying was that this person was also a powerful spirit Imperial master, with an aura just slightly weaker than Mon Dark's!

"Kartis Miller, I didn't expect you to join in the fun," Charles taylor said softly, looking at the youth.

"Hehe, in this godforsaken place, it's a surprise to meet an acquaintance. Charles taylor, our last battle ended without a clear winner. Today, I can't miss this opportunity," Kartis Miller said with a faint smile, glancing at Charles taylor.

"Naturally. But for now, the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb is more important," Charles taylor nodded and closed his eyes, unwilling to say more.

"A tomb of a spirit lord is indeed worth a trip for me," Kartis Miller said, casting a disdainful glance at Mon Dark and the others, as if the treasures in the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb already belonged to him.

At this moment, the thick fog had turned into a thin mist, and the scene before the crowd gradually became clear. In the valley below, the tomb entrance radiating with blazing red spiritual energy naturally became the focal point of many gazes.

"What a beautiful person!"

As Blaze Regret was observing the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb, the surrounding breaths suddenly halted. Blaze Regret looked up in confusion and saw a graceful figure standing quietly on a protruding rock. Her snow white skin and cold, delicate face made the entire world seem dim in comparison. Find more to read at M V L

"Is it her?" Blaze Regret was slightly startled and pursed his lips. He was, of course, familiar with the person who had chased him twice.

"Amelia!"

Upon seeing her, the previously nonchalant Kartis Miller's eyes instantly lit up with excitement. He hurriedly stepped towards the young girl.

"Kartis Miller?" The blackclad girl glanced at him coldly before withdrawing her gaze indifferently. Her melodious voice was rather detached.

"I just beat Kartis Thomas a while ago. Do you want to try as well?"

The excitement on Kartis Miller's face instantly froze. His foot stopped awkwardly mid air, and then he forced a smile, taking several steps back with an unnatural expression.

"Amelia, huh?" Blaze Regret covered his face with his black robe, a faint smile appearing on his lips. Amelia was indeed a very pleasant name.

Charles taylor, with his hands behind his back, turned his head upon hearing the commotion. When he saw Amelia's cold and delicate face, he slowly lowered his hand, a flicker of apprehension flashing deep in his eyes.

Having just returned from the center of the empire, he knew the girl's identity very well. Under normal circumstances, even seeing her once would be a luxury. He never expected to see her so closely in this remote Hildan Town.

At that moment, the temperature in the valley suddenly grew scorching. The flickering light from the tomb entrance quickened dramatically.

"Whoosh!"

A tangible wave of fire surged from the tomb entrance, vaguely forming an invisible barrier around the spirit tomb.

"The final defense has finally appeared. I wonder if that item is truly buried inside," Amelia sighed softly.

"A barrier? Heh, leave it to me!"

A haughty laugh echoed through the air, and soon a purple streak swept across the space, striking the barrier hard. Instantly, the barrier rippled rapidly, dissolving the energy of the purple streak into nothingness.

"Roberth Brown? The spirit beast beside him must be the Purple Epiphytic Vine!"

Next to Roberth Brown, a patch of purple plants clung tightly to a rock. The purple streak just now was emitted by it.

"The attack power of a warrior grade spirit beast is too weak; it still needs a Imperial tier spirit beast to break it!"

As if wanting to show off in front of Amelia, Kartis Miller let out a hearty laugh. The Thunderstorm Eagle beside him flapped its wings and flew out, bright lightning bolts continuously striking down on the barrier.

With such a dense concentration of lightning strikes, the fiery color of the barrier instantly faded and eventually shattered completely.

Even though this was the spirit tomb of a Lord master, after so many years of consumption, the spiritual power of the formation outside the tomb had already dissipated significantly. Otherwise, it wouldn't have appeared in everyone's sight without even the energy to conceal the tomb entrance.

"It's about to break!" everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Just as the barrier in front of the tomb door dissipated, Blaze Regret's Void Realm Stone suddenly began to flicker crazily. The dazzling golden light overshadowed even the lightning from the Thunderstorm Eagle.

"Blaze Regret!"

Looking at Blaze Regret, who was hurriedly pressing down on the Void Realm Stone, Mon Den's gloomy voice slowly resounded in the scene.

As Mon Den's voice echoed, the previously noisy venue became unusually silent. All eyes, filled with astonishment, fell on Blaze Regret.

"Is this the guy who dismantled the Hildan Arena of the Draconic Spirit Hunting Group a few months ago?"

"I heard that Mon Black was killed by him. I wonder if that's really true."

"He looks quite ordinary, not as formidable as the rumors say."

Whispers erupted above the valley. The previously attention grabbing Kartis Miller was now completely ignored. Even the usually indifferent Amelia glanced back, her pretty face becoming extremely unnatural.

"Captain Mon Den, what brings you here?"

Seeing the disturbance in the void realms stone finally subside, Blaze Regret let out a sigh of relief. He then raised his face and smiled as if chatting with an old friend.