Lind emerged from his courtyard and quickly flew away. He could feel the tribulation rising in strength as quickly found the field set up for him. He smiled at the tempered artifacts and other clear signs of having experienced some powerful tribulations already.
As he prepared, he saw a crowd had gathered at the very edge of his aura. It was the minimum safe distance but he sighed at what he sensed. Harmonic detection nets, every harmonic weapon and formation he could conceive of, and finally, Fey with both swords drawn.
The Bastard still lived.
The target was clear but Lind was confused. A tribulation was as good as a death sentence if he came for him during that time. Even afterward, Heaven and Earth would protect him due to his status as a Divine Lord as well as a Divine Progenitor.
