God Level Farmer In Another World

Chapter 192: The Grand Elder of the Moon Worship Sect

Copper Bull Bay.

Alexander stood amidst a field of severed limbs and shattered bodies, the raincoat on his upright figure drenched in the cold drizzle. The blood-soaked beach beneath him painted a grim picture.

With his replenished lifespan, Alexander was a far cry from the frail and sickly man he had been.

Nearby, the group from the Night Trace Bar, along with the security officers from the Security Division, remained motionless, paralyzed by fear.

No one dared to move.

The heavy atmosphere, combined with the chill of the winter rain, bore down on everyone like a mountain.

Alexander waited, but no one came to challenge him.

After a long pause, he murmured, "Why isn't anyone coming? Are they afraid?"

A moment later, he let out a mocking laugh.

The Moon Worship Sect had long been accustomed to acting like tyrants, dominating the North Sea region as they pleased. But they weren't fools.

Two elders had fallen in just a few minutes. No matter how furious the sect was, they wouldn't act recklessly now.

Alexander sighed softly and walked toward Claire.

Claire sneaked a glance at him and said gently, "You look much better now."

Alexander cast a casual look at the underground gang members standing behind Claire.

"You've done very well lately. I know it hasn't been easy for you."

His voice softened. "Have you secured your position in the North Sea?"

Claire's face lit up with a faint smile at the praise, though her tone remained respectful. "Yes. Since arriving in the North Sea, I've unified the underground forces here.

Lately, I've been causing trouble for the Divine family.

They didn't want to waste time on someone they considered insignificant, which is why this conflict escalated into a martial showdown.

Of course, Mr. Divine's involvement was largely due to Kate. A lot happened behind the scenes."

Alexander wasn't concerned with the details; he only cared about the results. Even Claire's daily reports to him were succinct and to the point.

Claire glanced at Evan and continued, "Evan has been outstanding. Without his help, I wouldn't have unified the North Sea's underground forces so quickly or taken down Mr. Divine."

Claire was adept at managing people and didn't forget to give Evan credit.

Evan, upon hearing this, looked grateful and bowed his head even lower.

Alexander patted Evan's shoulder, his tone warm. "Very good. You didn't disappoint me."

Though they were peers, Alexander carried himself like an elder warmly encouraging a promising junior.

Evan felt a shiver run through him.

Could it be that this great figure had been watching over him all along?

To be gently acknowledged by someone so ruthless and powerful left Evan overwhelmed and speechless.

Alexander withdrew his hand and addressed Claire seriously.

"You've established your foundation in the North Sea. Now you can boldly develop the Mercenary Guild here.

The Moon Worship Sect might be challenging to deal with, but I'll assign an elite-level hunter to assist you."

Alexander had no intention of recklessly attacking the Moon Worship Sect alone, nor would he risk the lives of his mercenaries.

He wasn't afraid of a direct fight, and the Mercenary Guild had a strong lineup of experts. Given the current situation, the advantage was on his side, so there was no need for unnecessary risks.

The Moon Worship Sect was in the North Sea, and sooner or later, Alexander, who now controlled both the North Sea and the South Sea, would consume them.

Perhaps by then, the Mercenary Guild could even acquire a subordinate organization.

"An elite-level hunter?"

Claire's body trembled slightly.

As the president of the North Sea branch of the Mercenary Guild, she had access to confidential information that was not publicly disclosed.

The elite-level hunters represented the most elite within the guild, all of them A-rank individuals.

But these weren't ordinary A-ranks. Each elite-level hunter had the ability to maintain order and peace in a region on their own.

If Kate gained control of the Divine family, and with such high-level support, Claire, the underground queen of the North Sea, could genuinely stand fearless against the Moon Worship Sect.

Besides, the guild wouldn't idly watch her being bullied by the Moon Worship Sect.

If she, as the North Sea branch president, were to be crushed by another extraordinary force, it would tarnish the guild's reputation.

Even if she lost to the Moon Worship Sect, the guild might punish her, but she wouldn't fall into the hands of an outsider.

Alexander gazed northward with a hint of regret in his eyes.

That was where the Moon Worship Sect was located.

To him, it seemed like a den of carefree, unsuspecting rabbits, blissfully awaiting the moment their souls would be devoured.

"They'll all be mine sooner or later," he murmured.

While Claire was working to consolidate the North Sea, the Moon Worship Sect was bound to retaliate.

The Divine family might also have some ties to the sect.

Conflict between the Mercenary Guild and the Moon Worship Sect was inevitable—it was just a matter of time.

This island was vast and surrounded by the endless ocean.

Although the sea was full of monsters, they were scattered far and wide.

In this world, many people who couldn't bear the terror brought by sea monsters chose to live their remaining days on isolated islands.

However, life there was harsh.

Some islands were infertile, unable to grow crops. The inhabitants were cut off from the world and lacked the means to return to cities.

Simply reaching an island often consumed all their strength and luck.

Who could guarantee safety from a sea monster attack during a voyage? And how many boatmen were willing to risk their lives for such a dangerous job?

Most people who could afford a ship were better off than slum dwellers and wouldn't choose to live on an isolated island.

For those on such islands, the greatest fear was illness or injury.

Without medicine or hospitals, being sick or hurt was practically a death sentence.

This island, however, was different from ordinary isolated islands.

It had numerous orchards and rice fields.

Deep within the island stood ancient-style buildings resembling old family estates.

The walls were adorned with blood moon totems.

This was the Moon Worship Sect's headquarters.

A young man in a black robe with a crescent moon obscured by dark clouds embroidered on his chest hurried into a dimly lit underground chamber.

The chamber had no modern lighting—only rows of candles illuminated the dark stone room.

An elderly man in a red robe with a hood sat cross-legged in the center.

"Grand Elder! The Seventeenth and Nineteenth Elders are dead!"

The young man was the current head of the Moon Worship Sect, a so-called "dutiful son" who had colluded with the sect elders to assassinate his own father.

The Grand Elder raised his head, his face sallow and emaciated, evoking an unsettling discomfort.

His lifeless, fish-like eyes brimmed with inhuman emotions—resentment, malice, and the rabid unpredictability of a feral dog.

"Dead? Let them stay dead. They were nothing but trash."

The Grand Elder revealed two rows of greasy yellow teeth as he spoke.

"To kill an A-rank and a B-rank in such a short time—this person is a master, likely no weaker than Kate."

The young sect leader asked urgently, "Could it have been Kate?

Is it possible she was never truly captured?

Has the Security Division discovered us and set a trap?"

The Grand Elder's eyes flickered with disdain.

This brat was even more useless than his father—panicking over such a minor incident.

Perhaps it would be better to find a complete fool to lead the sect instead.

These idiots with both stupidity and ambition were the most troublesome.

The Grand Elder replied calmly, "Kate is still locked up in the South Sea's Security Division. What's there to worry about?

The Security Division? Hah, as long as we don't massacre the entire North Sea, they won't trouble us.

They still need us to handle the monster sieges.

My guess is that some other extraordinary organization is trying to claim our territory.

The Seventeenth and Nineteenth Elders were likely overwhelmed by this extraordinary force."

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