On the vast snowy plains, Julius Reed traveled alone.
First, he took a plane. After arriving in the Central Plains, he switched to an off-road vehicle and drove towards Gonzalez City.
All traffic hubs in Gonzalez City were controlled; if he took a plane, it would likely be shot down before landing.
In comparison, traveling by road was the safest mode of transport.
Julius Reed had no driver and bought a brand-new car with his own money, racing across a thousand miles.
Hawthorne returned to the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance with Shadow Kims; he was the highest-ranking general there, making it safer to return together.
Sitting inside the car, Julius Reed dialed Quella Radcliffe’s phone again.
"You’ve betrayed ." That was his first sentence.
According to the information, Quella Radcliffe had restrained Quella Radcliffe, betraying their alliance.
"You also betrayed ," Quella Radcliffe calmly replied over the phone. "I’m very curious, how did you know?"
"Does it matter?" Julius Reed chuckled and countered.
"Not really, but since we were using each other, I haven’t wronged you. The favor you did of freeing us from captivity, I repaid with my abilities."
Quella Radcliffe felt a pang in her chest as she said this.
Was it truly just a transaction?
The ability to see through people’s hearts, which Julius Reed gained, ant she was continuously losing her own ability.
Now, Quella Radcliffe had completely lost the ability to perceive the true thoughts in people’s hearts.
While this ability perfectly transferred to Julius Reed.
"The road won’t be smooth going forward. Trent Marsh’s four warlords will ambush you."
Quella Radcliffe laughed coldly, "It was who leaked the information."
"Understood." Julius Reed stared ahead; already, a group of people was blocking the road.
"Take care of Quella Radcliffe."
"Are you begging ?" Quella Radcliffe’s voice was strange.
"It’s an order."
Julius Reed hung up, parked the car, opened the door, and stepped out.
The road had been dug up; the pit in the middle estimated to be around ten ters deep.
Driving over it would an falling into the pit.
With Julius Reed’s current abilities, though he wouldn’t perish, he would certainly be trapped.
At the end of the road, there was a chair placed.
A man wearing sunglasses sat in the chair.
Beside him stood several attendants, with a flag behind them.
Julius Reed had seen this flag before; it was Trent Marsh’s emblem.
Throughout the journey, many sects and families who submitted to Trent Marsh would hang this flag at their gates.
Indicating they had surrendered.
At the gates with this flag, Trent Marsh’s forces wouldn’t attack.
"Here to die?" Julius Reed held his knife and walked step by step towards the man.
The setup along the road was grand; the man with sunglasses held a cigar, which wasn’t even lit.
It was evident that what he wanted was an aura of presence.
Julius Reed walked past, and the people on both sides didn’t obstruct him nor attempted any action.
"Not to die, but to kill." The man stood up, shook off the coat draped on him, took off his sunglasses, and handed them to the attendant beside him.
"Kill who?" Julius Reed gently placed his right hand on the Break Sky Knife, feeling the frosty blades.
"Kill you." The man reached out, and the attendant handed him a long spear.
"Then you are seeking death." Julius Reed chuckled, his steps gradually quickening.
"You die." The man smiled confidently, grabbing the long spear and pointing it at Julius Reed. "I live."
"What is your na?" Julius Reed began to jog. "With such a grand display, there should be more than a naless person for to kill."
"Ghost Gun Daniel Martin, under Lord Theodore Marsh!"
Declan Cook shouted loud, violently slamming the long spear in his hand!
Bam!
The highway exploded!
The asphalt pavent rose over ten ters high, revealing a deep pit before Declan Cook.
The enormous blast wave began to condense into the shape of a long spear in mid-air, stabbing straight at Julius Reed!
As the distance beca closer, the spear’s murderous intent intensified!
Many gravel pieces wrapped within.
Even if the spear beam were destroyed, those fragnts would still cause significant harm.
Julius Reed raised his knife with his right hand and slashed forward viciously!
Boom!
The knife beam collided with the spear beam, shattering directly!
The scattered stones injured many martial artists under Trent Marsh.
"Good!"
Declan Cook shouted excitedly.
The first spear was only to test the reality.
To see if this guy was as legendary as rumored.
"Now, are you ready to die at my gun’s hand?" Declan Cook pressed his toe on the ground and flew forward!
He raised the long spear high in his hand, smashing down fiercely!
The whistling sound of breaking the void, mixed with flas, fell towards Julius Reed!
The scorching blast wave made many people cover their eyes, backing away continuously and uttering wails.
Julius Reed stepped back, grabbed the Break Sky Knife with one hand, and spun it continuously.
When the spear beam was about to reach, he swung it out fiercely!
Clang!
The Break Sky Knife was knocked away by the spear tip, embedded dozens of ters away.
But the great force still severely affected Declan Cook, causing the spear to land three ters away from Julius Reed.
The ground appeared with yet another crack.
Julius Reed soared into the air, leaning back with his body, exploding with power from both hands, supporting his body.
"You’ve lost your weapon; prepare to die!"
Declan Cook laughed heartily, stomping on the worn road and sweeping fiercely!
A blast wave exploded, blasting away the Break Sky Knife!
"A martial artist without a weapon is like a tiger without teeth and claws; what do you fight with!"
After laughing wildly, Declan Cook’s long spear, like a fiery serpent, kept attacking, raging towards Julius Reed!
"My long spear is two ters long; within two ters, you cannot approach !"
As he spoke, he suddenly widened his eyes.
Only to see——
Julius Reed released a sword from his waist.
Another sword!
A Yin-Yang Sword!
He rushed like a whirlwind, fiercely colliding with Declan Cook!
Boom!
Sparks flying everywhere.
The two collided and imdiately separated!
Julius Reed leveraged the montum, flipping over Declan Cook’s head and landing behind him.
"How many weapons do you have!" Declan Cook widened his eyes, utterly furious!
Divine Weapons are typically wielded solo.
After all, martial artists were many, but Divine Weapons were rare.
Owning one was already very fortunate.
Yet he could sense both of this guy’s weapons were Divine Weapons.
Especially the one before him, which emitted an extre chill during the clash, counteracting the flas from the spear.
"How many weapons I have isn’t important." Julius Reed sheathed his longsword, folded his hands behind him, and looked at him, "But you truly are about to die."
"The victor is yet to be decided!" Declan Cook wielded the long spear with two hands, accelerating to charge!
Julius Reed raised his hand, his wrist trembled.
The Nine Heavens Thorn passed behind Declan Cook and landed in Julius Reed’s hand.
Swoosh!
Declan Cook halted three ters away from Julius Reed.
But his body, driven by inertia, still crashed forward.
Julius Reed grabbed the powerless long spear with one hand and thrust it into Declan Cook’s body.
"Sorry, I’m in a hurry." He extended his hand, and the Break Sky Knife landed in his palm.
With one cut.
The head rolled away.
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