Devlin couldn’t forget the scenes on the video!
It was Break Sky!
Julius Reed wielded the Break Sky Knife and directly slew the Undead!
Luckily, Lin Zhan didn’t see this video.
If the Undead Tribe found out that the Break Sky in his possession was a fake, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"Hiss..."
Devlin took a sharp drag of his cigarette, forcing himself to calm down.
It’s real.
The one in his hand is real.
Only by fooling himself can he fool others.
"Holy Master, you did not let down." Devlin stood on the rooftop, looking at the masses below, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Back at Seven Clouds Academy, you actually predicted I would betray you. You tricked for a long ti with a fake Break Sky Knife!"
The northwest wind howled.
Blowing out the sparks from the cigarette in Devlin’s hand.
"But I, Devlin, am the smartest man in the world! What can your deception achieve? And that damned Harry River actually sched against once!"
He casually tossed the cigarette butt aside.
Turned around.
"Mr. Devlin." Two Undead carried the already unconscious Quella Radcliffe to him.
When Lin Zhan arranged for Mount Blackwood to grab people, Devlin utilized his informant to poison the food of Quella Radcliffe and others.
And during the chaos caused by Mount Blackwood’s group, he kidnapped Quella Radcliffe.
"Not bad." Devlin walked up to Quella Radcliffe, lifted her chin with his hand, and examined her closely.
"Mr. Devlin."
At this mont, Lin Zhan briskly walked up to the rooftop and imdiately saw Quella Radcliffe and Devlin.
"This..."
He was stunned.
The action to kidnap Quella Radcliffe was already announced as failed?
So then, what is in front of him...
"Mount Blackwood and the accompanying Undead Tribe warriors have been killed, what is this..."
Lin Zhan was confused.
He was wary of the masked man before him.
Not just because of the Break Sky Knife but because Devlin had revealed all his sches to Lin Zhan after his submission.
Including how he used the Undead Tribe to do his bidding and all the plans he had devised.
For the first ti, Lin Zhan felt that there could be such a frightening person in the world.
He might not have formidable combat strength, but in his mind, there was an army ready!
"While your group failed, I succeeded once." Devlin unashadly revealed his pride.
He was a wise man.
And those fierce martial n still had to serve him.
"I admire you!"
Lin Zhan slightly bowed.
"Send soone to notify the Holy Master... One hour later, at Town Cetery, for the transaction." Devlin pointed at Lin Zhan, thought for a mont, and said: "Just say, bring what I want."
"Yes!"
Lin Zhan hesitated for a mont, then opened his mouth to ask: "How do we arrange this?"
"You stay here, don’t move. With Quella Radcliffe in my hand, Julius Reed wouldn’t dare to act recklessly." Devlin sighed, waved his hand, and said: "Go."
"Understood!"
Quella Radcliffe was placed on the snowy ground.
Lin Zhan led two Undead Tribe warriors away from the rooftop.
After a while.
A woman ca up to the rooftop, surprisingly it was Quella Radcliffe!
"Mr. Devlin." Quella Radcliffe smiled and spoke: "Do I look good?"
"Kyler Reed, you personally stepped in, we can’t possibly fail. But be careful not to let your personality slip through."
Devlin walked up to Kyler Reed, carefully scrutinized him, and nodded in satisfaction: "Honestly, I am very curious about your real appearance beneath the mask."
"Night rules." Kyler Reed smiled: "Showing your true face ans death. So, Mr. Devlin, don’t wish for my death."
Devlin was taken aback, then burst into laughter.
"This is the first ti such close cooperation has happened between the Seven Veins of Martial arts. Once the grand plan succeeds, you will beco the Night King." He clapped his hands, and two n approached from a distance.
These were his disciples from Ghost Sword Sect at Sealing Pulse.
Originally, he created Ghost Sword Sect under the na Sealing Gui Jian to continue Sealing Pulse.
But unfortunately.
After being severely damaged by Nathanael Warm, Ghost Sword Sect was already weakened, leaving only a few people.
These two were still brought out after careful selection and consideration.
Devlin, in his heart, still cared about Sealing Pulse, about his role as a Vein Holder.
But now, he was not satisfied.
He wanted to be the king of the world!
"In an hour, I’ll go with you to the Town Cetery." Devlin finished speaking and then directed the two n to carry Quella Radcliffe and leave the rooftop.
Cloudy-Water Pavilion is not only the headquarters of the Town Martial arts Association but also the ho of Vinnie Sorset, and now the base of the Undead Tribe.
Devlin lived on the eighth floor, in the innermost room.
The entire Cloudy-Water Pavilion has fifteen floors.
Whether from above or below, you need to pass seven floors to reach the floor where Devlin is located.
The entire building is guarded by the Undead Tribe and the Martial arts Association, and not even a fly can get in.
Devlin pushed open the door.
Ordered the two n to put Quella Radcliffe on the chair and then closed the door.
After thinking it over, he thought it would be prudent to hide Break Sky.
But if hidden, how to tell real from fake?
"Ah!"
Devlin sighed, looked at the already unconscious Quella Radcliffe, and left with Break Sky.
...
Dragon Tea House.
Julius Reed was standing by the window, looking at people running below, his brows furrowed.
It was Lillian Tompson.
This woman was writing on the snow.
"Forgive ."
Lillian Tompson used a sword to write these big three words on the snow.
And drew a ❤.
Then, she shouted loudly downstairs.
"Is this the Saintess of the Ghost Martial Tribe?" Julius Reed pointed outside the window and looked at Elaenor Wood: "It’s simply absurd! Either she’s not Lillian Tompson, or she’s gone mad! She’s been around for a century, and I’ve never seen such a Lillian Tompson!"
If he weren’t in the middle of a whirlpool, if he didn’t need to get Break Sky Knife, Julius Reed would definitely catch Lillian Tompson and ticulously inquire about the ssy affairs of the Ghost Martial Tribe.
But now, with the major event still unfinished, how could he carry a ticking ti bomb around?
"She appeared just at the right ti, so much so that I can only watch her act out without being able to do anything."
Julius Reed helplessly shrugged his shoulders and closed the curtains directly.
Bang!
Suddenly.
There was a knock at the door.
"Look, the negotiator has arrived." Julius Reed sat in the chair, Zain Ellsworth imdiately went to open the door.
"Excuse , are you Mr. Reed?"
An Undead Tribe man walked into the room, his deanor indifferent.
"No, you’ve got the wrong person."
Julius Reed picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
"You’re lying! You are obviously Julius Reed!" The Undead Tribe man pointed at him, angry.
It could be said that the image of Julius Reed was already etched in their minds.
Many companions of the Undead Tribe had perished at the hands of this Holy Master.
"Since you know, why ask?"
Crash!
Julius Reed directly splashed hot tea on his face. "Speak quickly."
"You..." The Undead Tribe man’s face contorted!
Pain!
Their perception of pain was exceptionally acute!
"An hour later, Town Cetery." The man finished speaking and turned to leave.
Crack!
"Hold on." Julius Reed crushed the teacup.
"How do you feel? I’ve conveyed the ssage!" The man couldn’t help but frown.
"You’ve conveyed the ssage, but what other value do you have?"
Swish!
Julius Reed flicked his right hand!
The shattered teacup directly stabbed into the man’s heart!
Crash!
A dark fla exploded within the teacup!
The man let out a miserable cry and fell to the ground, turning into ashes.
"Banquet at Hong Gate."
Julius Reed tidied up his clothes, picked up Break Sky Knife, and walked out of Dragon Tea House.
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