Chapter 1377: Chapter 1377: Passing a ssage
Quick!
The sword, truly too fast!
From the unsheathing of the sword, to the old lady’s head hitting the ground!
Not even a second!
So didn’t even see Julius Reed make his move, before they realized the old lady’s head had actually fallen off.
“Seeking death!”
‘Defeated’ pupils shrank sharply, right hand drawing the sword!
He was like a bolt of lightning!
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Julius Reed!
But Julius Reed did not fight back, and he did not even intend to draw his sword.
All he did was hang a Token in front of himself.
Fingers kept flicking it.
Whoosh!
‘Defeated’ diverted his sword edge, the blade grazing past Julius Reed’s neck.
A mont later, and it would have certainly been a sword sealing the throat.
“Where did you get this?”
Holding the sword in one hand, he asked coldly.
If not for this Token, ‘Defeated’ would not have withdrawn his blade!
Once the sword is drawn, blood would definitely splatter three feet!
“Mine.” Julius Reed, from beginning to end, didn’t even blink.
He seed quite confident.
“Just now, if I were slower by half a mont, your head would have already moved house.” ‘Defeated’ said coldly with a face like still waters.
“But isn’t my head still here?” Julius Reed put away the Token, straightened his back, and said coldly: “Seeing the bearer of the Token, shouldn’t you be greeting ?”
“The authenticity of your identity is unknown.” ‘Defeated’ looked sowhat displeased, he did not expect that the one hurting his subordinate would actually be the Token Bearer of the royal vein.
“Besides, what does you being the Token Bearer have to do with ?” He disdainfully said: “Out of respect for this Token, I will not kill you. Go, and don’t show up again!”
Having said that, he waved his hand, signaling those around to see off the guest.
“Please!”
A bearded strong man stepped out from the crowd, stretching out his hand pointing to the back: “No escort over long distances, forgive !”
Pffft!
Julius Reed drew his sword!
Sheathed it back.
The speed was so fast, not even an afterimage was left behind!
The strong man’s head hit the ground.
In his eyes, still carrying the anger from when he was alive.
Thump!
The headless body heavily fell.
“You…” ‘Defeated’ grasped the sword with his right hand, his complexion ashen.
One after another, killing in his own stronghold, did he truly treat him as if he were air?
“How about it?” Julius Reed’s eyes filled with provocation: “Co, kill !”
“You think I wouldn’t dare?” ‘Defeated’ clenched his teeth, his eyes brimming with rage!
His hand holding the sword was slightly trembling.
“You wouldn’t dare.” Julius Reed, with hands behind his back, said contemptuously: “I certainly won’t fight back.”
“Good! Good! Good!”
‘Defeated’ said three good words in a row, the Longsword ferociously drawn from its sheath!
Slice!
The blade tore through the air!
Ripping the atmosphere!
A streak of Deep Cold aid straight at Julius Reed’s neck!
The sword, stopped.
The sword blade, almost touching Julius Reed’s neck.
Just a bit further, and it could cut off the opponent’s head.
‘Defeated’ took a deep breath, his hand holding the sword, slightly shaking.
Finally.
He bowed his head, the Longsword returned to the sheath.
“I’ve lost.”
The surrounding onlookers were dumbstruck!
In their hearts, the War God was invincible!
With an air of absolute command!
But today!
A man has consecutively slain several mbers of the Unbeatable Divine Hall, and even pressured the War God into not daring to make a move.
Just who is this person before ?
“Please, bearer of the Token, co into the room for a detailed discussion.” ‘Defeat’ unwillingly clenched his fists in salute and led the way.
As he passed his subordinates, he didn’t forget to instruct: “Have my house properly repaired. When I co out, I want to see results.”
Defeat leading the way, Julius Reed following behind.
The two walked into a small building, one after the other.
The building was deserted, with only a table and four chairs.
The tabletop was spotless, clearly soone cleaned it regularly.
“How do you know that I am the Vein Holder of ‘Defeat’?” Defeat sat on a chair and asked directly.
“There’s no point in hiding; let’s lay our cards on the table and save ti.” He picked up the teapot, poured Julius Reed a cup of tea, and said, “It’s not poisoned.”
If the other party sought him out, and also brought the Token, then it ant they weren’t speaking nonsense.
At this ti, hiding one’s identity was pointless.
They were all intelligent people; playing dumb would only invite ridicule.
“Indeed, it’s not poisoned.” Julius Reed picked up the teacup and took a sip.
“The Bead Pulse has reach that touches the heavens. Finding your whereabouts was not difficult at all.” He looked at the sowhat dejected ‘Defeat’ in front of him, put down his teacup, and chuckled lightly: “Don’t believe ?”
“I believe!”
Defeat clenched his fists, filled with many unwilling thoughts.
“You Bead Pulse are capable, indeed powerful!” Defeat helplessly hung his head and muttered to himself, “What a world this is!”
After a long ti.
He raised his head and asked aloud, “What do you need from ?”
‘Defeat’ had been hiding in Swimming City for several years and had never exposed his tracks.
During that period, people had been investigating him.
Yet they found nothing.
Defeat had hidden up in the mountain to build that thatched house, personally guarding the back mountain.
To ensure the security of the Unbeatable Divine Hall.
Now that the Bead Pulse bearer of the Token had abruptly appeared, even if he asked, he wouldn’t get any information out of him.
In the end, he was still exposed.
Seeing the other’s disheartened expression, Julius Reed couldn’t help but feel impressed inside—The Bead Pulse truly was powerful!
A single Token, was it capable of making other Vein Holders from the Seven Veins submit?
When he had the ti, he really wanted to et the Vein Holder of the Bead Pulse.
“An hour ago, did you send people to search for Devlin?” Julius Reed wanted to unravel the confusion in his own heart.
“Correct!” Defeat didn’t seem surprised, after all, the Bead Pulse was very clear about even his hiding in the Unbeatable Divine Hall, let alone the significant action of descending the mountain to search for sobody.
“What were you looking for? Who were you trying to capture? How did you get the information?” Julius Reed asked in rapid succession.
Bang!
Defeat was first stunned, then slamd the table forcefully, roaring with anger: “What do you take for? Am I your Bead Pulse’s lackey? I am at least…”
“A stray dog that’s lost its ho.” Julius Reed spoke softly: “From the mont you sought refuge with ‘Bead’, you were already expelled from the Defeat Pulse.”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
‘Defeat’ rose up like an enraged lion, suddenly standing!
With both hands braced against the table, he looked at Julius Reed: “I am a Vein Holder, the leader of Defeat! I always will be!”
Julius Reed did not speak, but quietly watched him.
Half a minute later, ‘Defeat’ deflated like a punctured ball, sitting back down in the chair.
“I have a spy in the Bead Pulse. Devlin obtained the Divine Dragon Tripod from The North Sea and intended to offer it to Pendleton. Hence, I arranged an ambush.”
Defeat spoke impatiently: “The reason I didn’t go personally was because Devlin had already brought the Divine Dragon Tripod to Swimming City, but it wasn’t on him. Today’s purpose was only to capture people, not to snatch the treasure.”
“Today, I encountered soone who claid to be Andrew. Devlin was already in my grasp, but then Andrew managed to snatch him away!” Julius Reed sighed, feigning sadness.
“Right, the Seven Veins are all under Pendleton. Why would you want to snatch the Divine Dragon Tripod? Are you not afraid of Pendleton’s bla?”
Defeat Pulse actually robbing from Pendleton seed sowhat like biting the hand that feeds.
“Bla?” ‘Defeat’ flashed a scornful look in his eyes: “Pendleton is already in trouble, what right does it have to command us! If not for Andrew’s support, Pendleton’s useless bunch would probably be completely gone.”
After speaking, he drank a cup of tea.
He drained the cup in one gulp!
“Honored ssenger, what exactly brings you to ?” Defeat looked at Julius Reed, curiosity flashing in his eyes.
“Soone asked to deliver a ssage to you.” Julius Reed thought of the Defeat Pulse Attendant he t in the Deep Cold dungeon and said: “His na is Mr. Smith second, and he misses you very much.”
“Mr. Smith second…”
Upon hearing this na, ‘Defeat’ suddenly clenched his fists.
His eyes grew damp.
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