Facing everyone’s fear, Tyson Houle’s expression remained normal, as if he had expected it.
Although he was a member of the pantheon of gods, he grew up in the Dragonmarsh, so he naturally understood the weight of the Sacred Wyrm Summit.
Not to mention these casual warriors; even world-class experts would not dare challenge the Sacred Wyrm Summit head-on.
“Heroes, I am very aware of the worries in your hearts.” Tyson Houle raised his hand and pressed it down. After everyone’s discussion stopped, he continued to speak: “Of course our temples will not let you go in vain. Even if we risk our lives and trespass into the forbidden area of Sacred Wyrm Summit, we will make full preparations to minimize the risk.”
“Master Houle, what are your plans?” You might as well tell us frankly so that we can rest assured. “There is a bottom line.” Damien Holmes spoke again.
“Yes, Master Houle, let’s open the skylight and speak openly. We can judge the specific situation by ourselves.” Everyone agreed.
They didn’t want to be cannon fodder and risk their lives going to the forbidden area of Sacred Wyrm Summit.
Unless there was some comprehensive plan that could guarantee their safety, they would consider it carefully.
“Okay, you heroes are so happy, so I won’t hide it anymore.” After a slight pause, Tyson Houle continued, “You should know very well that in the past few days, Sacred Wyrm Summit has been holding martial arts competitions. Maintaining public security consumes all the energy, and a serious shortage of manpower plagues all aspects, particularly the defense of the forbidden area on the back mountain. As long as we seize the opportunity and sneak in in the middle of the night, we believe that no one will notice.”
“Master Houle, is this your plan?”Isn’t it too hasty?” Damien Holmes frowned slightly.
Although the martial arts competition attracted Sacred Wyrm Summit’s attention, there must still be masters in the forbidden area behind the mountain.