Ancient Tears BloodLine

Chapter 1549: Not a warm welcome

Boundary

I took my gaze off the scorched earth and followed the Purple Mark Guard to the camp.

On the way, none of them spoke. Even the expression of the Purple Mark Guard was not good after seeing the situation here.

He knew that the place was not dead before. It was filled with lush green vegetation. Now it was completely dead.

Soon, they reached the camp. They saw numerous tents set up in a series. But they didn’t step forward.

There was a formation in front of them.

Stella deactivated it first. Next, she stepped inside.

Swoosh!

Right then, several figures left their tents. They all had felt the deactivation of the formation. All of them were Purple Mark Warriors.

The purple aura surrounding them was denser and thicker.

One by one, they landed on the ground in front of us. Their gaze fell on the Purple Mark Guard before falling on me.

I immediately felt a cold, pricking sensation. They were all trying to see through my strength.

I immediately controlled my strength. Then, I poured mental power into my right-hand ring.

The next second, their mental probing was blocked. The ring was a Red Mark Warrior ring given to me by Dean Jerome.

I didn’t expect it would be useful right now.

The warriors were all taken aback. There were male and female warriors here, including everyone from late teens to the middle-aged.

But there were no old warriors here.

Stella looked at them.

She said, "He is the Purple Mark Guard. He has brought a new member here."

"Everyone must have heard his name already. He is Zack Lockwood, a Thunderflame Faction member."

"He is a Purple Mark Warrior now. So Dean Jerome sent him to defend the boundary," Stella said in a calm tone.

But it fell like a thunderclap in their heads. They were in shock. Because they were all disciples of the Faction Leaders and the main elders here.

Not only the disciples of the top ten factions were here, but there were warriors from the medium and small-sized factions present as well.

But their numbers were small. Everyone had a change in expression. They looked toward Zack Lockwood with new probing, but their senses were blocked by the invisible wall.

Which further shocked them.

The Purple Mark Guard then said, "My job is over. I’m going back. Give him a uniform and a tent."

Stella nodded her head.

The Purple Mark Guard had already felt the strong auras among the warriors. They might want to challenge Zack Lockwood.

But he was not afraid of the result. He was just worried that they would be seriously injured.

He then turned toward Zack Lockwood and said, "Remember Dean Jerome’s advice."

After saying that, he left the place. As he crossed the formation border, his back disappeared. The formation returned to normal.

"So, you are Zack Lockwood."

"I don’t know what treasure you have consumed, but your current Purple Mark strength is not that great," a middle-aged man stepped forward and said.

He clearly didn’t hide his hostility. No one stopped it. Everyone had a smile on their faces. They wanted to watch the fun.

More than 50 warriors had gathered here. There were some standing in groups, while others stood alone.

Even among the crowd, there were a few who were leading the groups. Their gazes were filled with contemplation.

They were neither arrogant nor humble.

At the same time, I didn’t show any reaction. I had expected this trouble. I turned toward Stella. I saw she was quiet as well.

"Where is my tent?" I asked.

Gasp!

A low gasp sounded. No one expected Zack Lockwood to ignore him. He was not only trying to ignore the middle-aged man, but he was ignoring them as well.

This time, more warriors were pissed off. Even those who had a neutral stance were displeased.

Stella furrowed her eyebrows. She wanted to witness the strength of Zack Lockwood. She had heard his name before.

Right now, she was displeased as well.

The middle-aged man was called Stone. He was from the Gold Faction. He was known for having a powerful defense.

He was also one of the strongest among the defensive-type warriors. His contribution was significant in defending the boundary here.

So no other warriors made fun of him. They were in support of him.

"You ant!"

"You dare to disrespect me."

"Even your senior brothers and sisters from your faction don’t dare to say anything to me," Stone said in a cold tone.

Hearing that, I finally had a change in emotions.

I turned around and looked at the middle-aged man. He was looking in his right direction. I followed his gaze and saw a few people standing in groups.

They were wearing the camp uniform. But they had the emblem of the Thunderflame Faction.

Seeing that, my eyes flashed with understanding. At this point, they should have supported me, but none of them stepped up.

They were looking at me with unkind gazes as well. What’s going on here? I frowned.

"Ha... Ha... Ha..." the middle-aged man Stone let out a cold laugh.

He enjoyed the expression of the young man.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man’s laughter irritated me. I wanted to fight right here, right now. But I could kill him here.

"Miss Stella, where is my tent?" I asked again.

"If you don’t want to tell me, then I’ll ask Dean Jerome," I added.

Quiet!

Hearing that, everyone quieted down. Now that I had used the name of Dean Jerome, I wanted to know what they were going to do next.

The middle-aged man Stone became quiet. He didn’t expect the young man to use the name of the Dean.

They had just heard that Dean Jerome sent him here.

Stella collected her thoughts. She didn’t want to offend Dean Jerome.

"Alright guys, I’m taking him to his tent." After saying that, she started walking forward.

Seeing that, I began to follow her from behind. The warriors stepped sideways to clear the path.

Everyone had expected some drama to happen. Yet things happened differently.

The middle-aged man Stone lost face. He couldn’t wait there. He left the place dejectedly.