The group chose to tread the safer path even though they lost a lot of time. Noel had been defeated twice, so there was no need to take unnecessary risks when proceeding. It wasn't like he found retreating shameful.
Hence, the group used five days to take a detour. And it seemed that a lot had happened in these five days.
In one of its remote villages, a man was surrounded by more than a hundred people.
"Attack him!" Those people charged forward with their respective weapons. Some of them even reached Spirit Wielder and Spirit Master. There were two people leading these people, which happened to be Spirit Grandmasters.
They were planning to exhaust this mysterious man first before making a move personally.
But the moment the people of the village approached the man, the latter opened his mouth, saying, "Scatter!"
In that instant, invisible energy struck all the people within a few meters radius, blowing them away.
Those below Spirit Wielders actually got severely injured as though they had just been rammed by a powerful demon. The Spirit Wielders managed to block it, but the power was so strong that they suffered some internal injuries. Only the Spirit Masters managed to block it completely.
However, what the man did terrified these villagers.
"He just said a word and we almost died?"
"The ability to control everything in the world by commanding them…"
"Don't tell me, he is the commander of the Demon Banner Army, Oscar?"
The people seemed to be confused as to why Oscar actually attacked them. But the latter didn't plan to let them think about it.
He jumped toward one of the Spirit Masters.
A few people tried to protect the Spirit Master, but the commander actually ordered them again. "Move!"
Those few people were blown away again. Some of them even died because of the force.
The moment the commander arrived in front of the Spirit Master, the latter tried to swing his weapon while running away. Unfortunately for him, the commander had given the command. And that command was so absurd that one couldn't believe it.
"Gah!" In that instant, the Spirit Master spat a mouthful of blood as he clutched his chest, albeit finding it extremely soft as if there were nothing inside. Even the bones seemed to have been pulverized, let alone his heart.
The Spirit Master ended up falling to the ground lifelessly.
"!!!" The Spirit Grandmasters and other Spirit Masters gasped, wondering what they should do. They never thought that the commander would come to ambush them.
"We have to—" The Spirit Grandmaster tried to make them disperse to increase their chance of survival and inform the headquarters, but the commander had given another command. "Shut up!"
The area suddenly became silent as the Spirit Grandmaster couldn't move his jaw.
The commander reached him and said the same thing. "Die."
"Gah!" The Spirit Grandmaster gritted his teeth. He felt like his heart was being ripped apart. However, he was still a Spirit Grandmaster. He used all his strength to block it, but he could feel a few ribs were broken and there were a lot of internal injuries from the command.
The commander took this chance to grab his head and crack the skull with his bare hands, ultimately killing the Spirit Grandmaster.
When they saw the commander treating a Spirit Grandmaster like he was trash, they knew that no matter what they did, they wouldn't be able to land a hit on the commander.
The enemies hurriedly escaped, trying to survive this ordeal.
Unfortunately for them, the moment they exited the village, they would find themselves surrounded by knights from the Demon Banner Army.
The commander wasn't worried about them as he continued killing the Spirit Masters and Spirit Grandmasters to weaken the enemies.
It took the commander ten minutes before he wiped them out. The commander was standing in the middle of the corpses while looking around coldly.
"Bastards from the Supreme Devil Organization. You think you could provoke us without suffering any consequences?" The commander clicked his tongue before coughing. Surprisingly, blood seemed to come out from his cough.
His ability was so powerful that it could kill someone just by commanding them. However, it didn't come without a price.
The commander felt his body was being torn apart the more he used his power.
"Tsk. This is getting troublesome. I have killed around five hundred people from the Supreme Devil Organizations, but I didn't find a single Devil Saint… It seems that they are hiding in their headquarters, which still remains a mystery."
The commander found a young man coming toward him with a letter in his hand.
"Sir, I've brought you a letter."
The young man didn't explain the origin of the letter, nor did he specify the sender, causing the commander to be cautious.
He grabbed the letter and opened it, ready to use his Spiritual Energy to crush any scheme that hid within the letter.
However, there was no trick played in the letter. It was just a normal message.
The commander said, "Alright. You're dismissed."
The young man politely bowed before returning to his position.
The commander took a look at the letter that immediately caused him to frown.
"This is…" The commander couldn't believe what he saw. After all, he recognized the handwriting. It was the Third Prince.
"Commander Oscar. You should cease your activities. The Supreme Devil Organization seems to be planning something. So, it'll be bad if you get ambushed by them, since who knows what they're planning to do."
Oscar was never afraid of this kind of challenge, considering he had enough power to completely crush all traps.
However, the Supreme Devil Organization had multiple saints and someone who could defeat him, so it wouldn't be wise to proceed recklessly.
"I have destroyed four of their bases, I guess that should be enough for retaliation… I'll plan out another attempt to crush them." The commander sighed.