Hellfire can consu everything in the world.
Ordinary tables and chairs can’t withstand it for even a second!
The towering flas swept over, leaving patches of ash on the ground.
The white walls began to crack.
Crack!
Elaenor Wood conjured a protective shield in front of herself, holding an ice lotus in one hand.
Ensuring that the hellfire wouldn’t corrode her body.
Half a minute later.
The entire building began to burn!
Julius Reed raised his hand and gave it a gentle wave!
Whoosh!
Windy Johnson blew through.
The ashes scattered away.
Revealing the Break Sky Knife on the ground.
When arriving, Devlin had hidden it underneath a table.
Since he believed the real Break Sky Knife was in Julius Reed’s hands, he wasn’t very mindful of this ’fake’ Break Sky Knife.
After all, Devlin never wants to stay a mont longer in Julius Reed’s presence.
That sense of crisis makes him uncomfortable all over!
"Sotis, I really admire Harry River." Julius Reed picked up the Break Sky Knife from the ground and examined it carefully: "To think of such a clever ruse and make it indistinguishable from the real one, truly a talent."
"I think Harry River should be a lifelong nesis to Devlin." Elaenor Wood spoke with a smile as well.
Both are schers.
Both have strategic minds.
At least this ti, Devlin was bested by Harry River.
Holding the real Break Sky, thinking it was fake.
In the end, he lost the real one, and joyfully brought the fake one back.
"Let see?" Elaenor Wood withdrew the ice lotus, her eyes locked on the knife.
"Then take a look!"
Crack!
Julius Reed swung the mighty sword, striking the Break Sky Knife hard!
A thunderous noise!
The Break Sky Knife exploded instantly!
The outer tal scattered all over the ground.
Revealing the true Break Sky within!
It was a blade of deep blue!
Under the refracted light, the unique material of Break Sky made it appear like flowing blue waves, quite srizing.
"It truly is a masterpiece!" Elaenor Wood was about to reach out to touch it but was swatted away by Julius Reed: "Don’t touch my things recklessly."
"Oh? Turning hostile already? And who said it’s yours?" Elaenor Wood raised an eyebrow: "Thief!"
"If you can’t beat , shut up!" Julius Reed opened the "Opening Sky Book."
Indeed.
On it, the Break Sky Knife was identical to the one in his hand!
Except, there were no small words beneath it like the other illustrations.
Underneath the Break Sky Knife.
There was only one word.
Ice.
No introduction or further elaboration.
Julius Reed held it, feeling a cool sensation.
Even though this Break Sky Knife had just been burned by hellfire.
"As agreed, shouldn’t we go rescue Harry River?" Julius Reed tucked away the Break Sky Knife and strode towards the door.
"If we don’t go soon, Harry River might start cursing!"
Elaenor Wood shook her head and quickly followed him.
One after another, they left.
But the building behind them was already engulfed in roaring flas!
"Chairman Horre Jackson, our office building is gone!" A town funeral association mber hurried into a small three-story building, breathlessly reporting.
"What! What did you say!"
Horre Jackson, who was applying a hot compress on the bed, jumped to the ground, and the towel fell from his forehead.
"What is gone!"
"The building! The building was set on fire!" The reporting man spoke frantically: "Chairman Horre Jackson, what should we do?"
"Move aside!"
Horre Jackson pushed him aside and walked quickly to the window!
When he saw the scene outside, his vision darkened, and he fainted directly.
The roaring flas had devoured the entire building!
"Chairman Horre Jackson!"
The association mbers hurriedly ran over and once again lifted Horre Jackson onto the bed.
"Who... who did this..."
Horre Jackson’s face was pale, he was trembling with anger!
That was a building over three hundred years old!
There was even the first rudintary excavator inside the building!
"I heard soone saying he’s the sworn brother of Caelum Danvers’s younger brother-in-law’s brother-in-law’s brother-in-law’s brother-in-law!"
The association’s informant counted on his fingers, ensuring he hadn’t made a mistake.
"Then what are you waiting for!" Horre Jackson sat up from the bed abruptly, trembling with rage: "Dig them up! Dig up all eighteen generations of the Danvers Family ancestors! Hang them at the cetery gate, to be sun-dried! Feed them to wolves!"
"Yes!"
The tree falls and the monkeys scatter.
Caelum Danvers was already dead, and the Danvers Family’s influence in the town had been greatly weakened.
"Co on, call the main association, tell them a group of people has co to town to steal business! They even set our building on fire! Inform the main association that if they don’t send experts over, then forget about collecting funeral fees in the town again!"
Horre Jackson’s eyes were filled with anger: "I was too careless!"
...
Cloudy-Water Pavilion.
When Devlin stepped off the car, he happened to et Mr. Grey walking towards him.
"Mr. Devlin, you’re not being forthright!" Mr. Grey’s tone was unpleasant, filled with resentnt!
"Oh? Mr. Grey does have quite a few spies." Devlin raised the Break Sky Knife, intending to pat Mr. Grey, but Mr. Grey deftly dodged.
"Not worthy of a strategist! Lin Zan admits defeat!" Though saying so, Mr. Grey’s expression was still filled with annoyance. "Using a fake Break Sky Knife to fool into circles. Looking back now, Lin can only feel like a fool."
Devlin had just obtained the Break Sky Knife, slayed an undead warrior, and Mr. Grey got the news.
He wanted revenge, but had no way to do so.
The Break Sky Knife!
A weapon even the empire feared.
He refrained from killing Devlin, partly out of fear of the Break Sky Knife, and partly for his own ambitions.
If Devlin could indeed defeat the empire, then he’d be an early supporter, and in the future would surely be a trusted advisor when achievents were realized.
But if the empire took action to eradicate Devlin, he would promptly backstab!
Under the guise of, having infiltrated Devlin’s ranks to seize the opportunity to take away the Break Sky Knife.
No matter how one calculates, presently it’s a win-win situation.
Furthermore, Mr. Grey isn’t worried that Devlin would harm him.
Without him, Devlin wouldn’t be able to control the town’s situation.
Those in the know, are already dead.
Even the cold ancestor of the Caldwell Family, didn’t know the Break Sky Knife was in Devlin’s hands.
"There’s sothing I need you to do." Devlin’s eyes were fixed on the Break Sky Knife, with unprecedented joy: "Today, the town martial arts association folks have already seen this knife. So..."
"They’re not dead?" Mr. Grey frowned slightly.
"They should be dead, but I suspect there might be a few who escaped." Devlin’s tone was filled with excitent: "One must always be cautious. I’ve survived so long, thanks to caution."
At this point, he suddenly turned his head and smiled: "You don’t need to handle it."
In the distance.
Vinnie Sorset was stumbling over.
"Besides you, is there anyone alive?" Devlin with his hands behind his back showed no guilt for leaving early.
As if all this was rightfully so.
"Not sure..." Vinnie Sorset was in a state of shock.
"If there are survivors, eliminate them." Devlin turned around and walked toward Cloudy-Water Pavilion. "If one person survives, then it’s your death."
"Yes!" Vinnie Sorset’s lips were pale, with a trace of resentnt in his eyes!
Town.
Snow Mountain.
Harry River, after inspecting the cave, finally felt at ease and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Picking up a pen, laying out the paper, he wrote the first line.
"On Gonzalez City street, Julius Reed carried a pot of chicken soup..."
Roar!
Suddenly, a roar sounded.
Harry River shivered, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground.
He turned around and saw a King Kong bear slowly walking out.
Its eyes, staring intently at him.
PS: At least eight thousand words per day in December!
This is four thousand!
Write another four thousand during the day!
If not accomplished, I, Jesse River, will eat shit upside down!
❤.
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