The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 4015

Chapter 4015 Ancient Formation One thing was for sure—Sylvan's acting skills were top-notch, and not even Levi had noticed anything amiss. Of course, the main point was that his explanation was sensible and aligned with what Levi wanted to hear. “Ladies, please come along!” Sylvan exclaimed before a sudden roar nearly made him jump out of his skin. Upon turning around, he came face to face with an angry Thunder Qilin, nostrils spouting flames as though it was trying to ask, “Why aren't you inviting me along?” “Ah, I've specially prepared a delicious spread for you, Thunder Qilin. I just haven't had a chance to mention it yet,” Sylvan hastily explained. Oh, gosh. I've witnessed Thunder Qilin's terrifying combat prowess for myself, and not even I can measure up to it. If I angered this King class spirit beast, it might just go on a rampage and wipe out Lightspring! Thunder Qilin immediately howled in delight as though it had emerged victorious from a hard-fought battle. Levi, however, couldn't help but smirk. My, my. From the looks of it, Thunder Qilin seems to have given up on appearing all majestic in front of humans. With that, Levi, Larissa, Cheriette, and Thunder Qilin set out for their destination in Sylvan's cloudship. After about an hour, the cloudship slowly descended in Lightspring. “We've arrived, Mr. Garrison!” Sylvan said smilingly. As he laid eyes on the dilapidated building in front of them, Levi couldn't help but frown. “Mr. Webber, is this some kind of joke?” “Not at all, Mr. Garrison! I'd never have the guts to play such a prank on you! Please be patient. You'll understand in a moment.” The next second, Sylvan marched toward the rusty gate surrounding the run-down courtyard and gently opened it. “Please follow me, Mr. Garrison!” he uttered politely. Despite feeling perplexed, Levi did as instructed and followed Sylvan into the courtyard. However, as soon as the group walked through the gate, their surroundings changed entirely. The area in front of them had been transformed into a beautiful vintage courtyard with pavilions, statues, and a lovely garden. The rustic stone tiles and pond complemented each other perfectly while gentle harp music flowed through the trees and bushes. The music was soothing and intoxicating, and every note had a cleansing effect on one's mind and soul. Clang! The rusty gate suddenly closed on its own, and by the time Levi turned to look at it, it had vanished without a trace. “Is this an ancient formation?” Levi asked curiously. “That's impressive, Mr. Garrison!” Sylvan replied with a nod. “Yes, you're absolutely right. Since we needed to keep the place away from prying eyes, Prime Association spent a fortune hiring an array master to set this formation up. We call this the Immortal Manor, and it's reserved only for our most distinguished guests. You're the first person to be invited here in almost thirty years, Mr. Garrison.” Levi smiled as he silently surveyed his surroundings. I can't help but think there was some bullsh*t mixed in those words, but nevertheless, I have to admit this place does befit its name. The clouds of swirling mist make it look like a scene straight out of heaven. It's indeed an Immortal Manor! “Come with me, Mr. Garrison. I've already prepared a banquet for you.” Thunder Qilin suddenly howled at the forest in the distance. Upon seeing that, Levi broke into a smile. “Fine. You can explore the area, but please remember to control your power. I don't want you destroying such a beautiful place.” Unable to control its excitement, Thunder Qilin quickly leaped into the air and disappeared into the forest. “We've also placed a massive Energy Gathering Array here to store a high concentration of pure spiritual energy. That's why spirit beasts are so fond of it,” Sylvan explained as he continued leading the way. Soon, the group was led into a spacious hall. The main hall was elegantly decorated, and every piece of furniture and ornament was carved out of top-quality wood. The best part, however, was that four red sandalwood tables had been neatly set up, each with a delicious spread laid out on it. “Everyone, please take a seat,” Sylvan said cordially.