
"This is really him! It's..."
Highgod late stage was halfway through his words when he suddenly stopped.
Then, he turned to look at Clemente, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"What did you say?"
The late stage Highgod asked loudly.
Clement took a breath. "The one who killed twenty thousand people from the Divine Slaughter Kingdom, as well as Bartholomew and Wilfrid, was not Gladstone."
Whaaat!
Hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded. They stood glued to the ground, thinking they had heard wrong.
The entire place fell into a deadly silence.
Everyone looked at Clemente with confusion and shock in their eyes.
The one who killed 20,000 geniuses, Wilfrid, and Bartholomew, wasn't Gladstone?
Could it be that Gladstone was not the only student from the Supreme Academy who had entered the lost kingdom of the former God of Slaughter?
Gladstone isn't the only one?
Everyone is confused. Gladstone didn't do it.
Then who's the killer who killed Wilfrid and the others?
They are not the only ones confused.
If there were people who were the most confused, it must have been the supreme gods of the Divine Slaughter Kingdom.
"If it's not Gladstone, then who did it?"
The late stage Highgod asked loudly, his voice filled with a cold aura that almost caused the void to freeze.
Clemente was silent for a long time, but in the end, she slowly spoke.
Even if he didn't say it, someone else would.
What has to come will come.
Clemente said in a low voice.
"Joelson."
As soon as Clemente's words came out of her mouth, everyone was immediately dumbfounded.
"Joelson? Who's she?"
"Have you heard of him?"
"I've never heard of him, but to be able to kill everyone in the Divine Slaughter Kingdom, he must be a great genius!"
"I wonder which kingdom he came from? To be able to nurture such a powerful genius!"
"I don't think he's just a genius, he might not even be from the Plane of Slaughter!"
"That's right! He should also be from the Supreme Academy!"
"Only the students of the Supreme Academy are capable of such a feat!"
"Even if others have the power, they have no guts! Who would dare to offend the Divine Slaughter Kingdom in such a manner?"
Everyone started to discuss amongst themselves.
A small number of people believed that the assassin was a supreme genius of the Plane of Slaughter.
However, most believed that the killer should be from the Supreme Academy, like Gladstone!
Their guess is not without reason.
After all, other than the students of the Supreme Academy, they could not imagine what kind of god possessed such terrifying power.
But unlike the others, many people from the Orencia Empire who had been waiting outside the tomb of the ruler had expressions of memories on their faces. No one knows what they think.
joelson's?
This name seems a bit familiar.
Some people from the Orencia Empire had this thought.
But for a moment, they couldn't remember.
A late-level god looked around at the people who were discussing.
Everyone sensed his gaze, and immediately shut their mouths, no longer discussing.
Seeing this, the late stage Highgod turned his gaze back to Clemente.
"So, he is also a member of the Supreme Academy?"
Late stage highgod experts had the same thoughts as everyone else.
Other than the Supreme Academy, he could not imagine any other place that could nurture such a powerful demigod.
Everyone turned their eyes to Clemente.
They are waiting for the answer.
Just to see Clemente shake her head.
"He's not a member of the Supreme Academy."
Hearing these words, the entire place became silent. For a long time, no one spoke.
None of them imagined that the assassin who had killed Wilfrid and the others was actually not a member of the Supreme Academy?
Then where did he come from?
Other than the Supreme Academy, where else could they nurture a demigod with such terrifying strength?
The question in everyone's heart grew heavier.
However, they did not dare to speak. Before the supreme god of the Divine Slaughter Kingdom spoke, no one dared to speak.
"What kingdom is he from?"
The late stage Highgod asked in a cold voice.
As he spoke, his cold gaze swept over the gods from other kingdoms, like a sharp long sword.
The gods immediately had a serious expression on their faces, and their gazes towards late stage god experts became wary.
The late level god realm was already the strongest among the people present.
If he were to bring the other gods of the Divine Slaughter Kingdom with him to attack the royal god of a kingdom...
No kingdom can fight it.
From the looks of it, he had already thought of this plan.
The group of gods started to worry, but they did not dare to do anything.
Even if they could escape, the geniuses from their kingdoms would not be able to.
If their geniuses died here, like the Litlan Empire, then...
It would be better for them to fight to the death against the gods of the Divine Slaughter Kingdom!
Everyone looked at Clemente.
Right now, all of their fates were tied to Clemente.
As long as Clemente said the name of the empire they came from...
Then they'll be done!
Whether it was the spectators or the gods, everyone's hearts instantly floated in the air.
Their gazes towards Clemente became somewhat pleading, as if begging him not to mention the name of the empire he came from.
Facing the question of a late-level god, Clemente slowly spoke.
"Also not."
"He's not inferior to any of the four great empires."
"He was also not a member of any of the thirty-six small kingdoms or any large clan."
Saying this, Clemente paused for a moment.
And then he continued, "He comes from a lower realm."
In a flash.
It was as if a mysterious spell had been cast onto the calm surface of the water.
Everyone present was in an uproar.
"What?"
"He's also not from the four great empires?"
"Not even a small kingdom or a large family?"
"He's actually from a lower plane?"
"How is this possible?"
"How can someone from a lower plane be so powerful?"
"That's right! It's Really Impossible!"
"What kind of genius can appear in the lower realms?"
"There was no way someone from a lower plane could defeat Wilfrid, let alone kill 20,000 people from the Divine Slaughter Kingdom!"
Everyone started discussing amongst themselves, none of them dared to believe what they had just heard.
The killer actually came from a lower plane?
How could this possibly happen?
Even the Highgods of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter revealed suspicious gazes.
"Clemente, you better not lie to me!"
A late-level god said in a cold voice, not hiding the threat at all in his words.
Some of the supreme gods of the Orencia Empire immediately protected Clemente behind them.
Clemente was just about to open her mouth to explain.
But before he could say anything...
A series of shouts rang out from the crowd of the Orencia Empire.
"Joelson?"
"I remember!"