Chapter 114
Chapter 114
Hera immediately replied, “What’s the matter?”
Skadi’s hands were trembling, and she decided to send Hera a voice message instead. “Your boyfriend is a golden amulet. master!”
“What’s that?”
“I have no clue either, but I know it means he’s incredibly powerful. Even Father Cillian of the Quiet Winds Church has to bow to him when they meet!”
“Really?”
“Yes! I saw it myself!”
When Zakariah saw his granddaughter happily talking to Hera, he could not help but smile sadly while dispelling his thoughts.
Stellar gazed at the warden, who was lying amidst the offering bowls, and wiped away tears of happiness.
Nash had been concentrating on the sketch he was making on the parchment paper when his grip on the brush suddenly faltered.
The red-colored ink immediately left a massive red dot on the parchment paper.
Brian asked hesitantly, “Grandmaster… why do you seem… uneasy?”
Stellar turned to look at Nash when he heard that.
“I sense a murderous aura!”
Nash balled up the parchment paper and threw it into the trash before retrieving a fresh piece of parchment paper.
Stellar said confidently, “You can focus on completing the sketch. Let us deal with whatever’s going on outside. I will not allow anyone to step in here as long as I live!”
He grabbed his gun and headed outside once he finished speaking.
It was only three in the afternoon, but the sky had already turned pitch-black, seemingly readying itself for an even greater thunderstorm.
“Stay inside the mansion, Skadi. It’s dangerous outside!”
Zakariah walked out of the mansion, making sure Skadi was still inside before closing the door.
Howard, Walter, and Sheldon stood outside and discussed amongst themselves before deciding to leave their family’s experts behind while they left.
No one knew if the warden could be brought back to life, and they did not want to lose their lives to the Blood Fiends.
Boom, boom, boom!
Lightning flashed while thunder rumbled.
Gusts of winds blew as massive droplets of rain poured from the skies.
The mansion’s lights flickered, and all the wires began sparking, plunging the Zell estate into darkness.
Only the occasional streaks of lightning that flashed and illuminated the night sky made it possible to make out what was nearby.
Swoosh!
A person dressed in black suddenly emerged from amongst the puddles on the ground.
They drove the straight-edged sword they held in their hands right toward Henderson.
Henderson was merely an ordinary person, and there was no way he could react in time.
Cillian jumped in front of Henderson and whirled his horsetail whisk, wrapping the white-colored hair that looked exactly like a horse’s tail around the sword.
Then, he reached out and shoved the person.
The person dressed in black flew backward when Cillian’s palm came into contact with their chest.
Then, they disappeared into the rain.
“Terranova ninja techniques!”
Cillian whispered before pinching his fingers together.
When he unfurled his palms, multiple pieces of parchment paper appeared on the sleeves of his robe.
Flames nipped away at the paper and illuminated the estate.
Thirty people dressed in black and welding various knives appeared on the walls and raced over.
The martial arts association’s grandmasters and experts also joined the battle.
Additionally, the Quiet Winds Church’s eighteen red-robed priests also grabbed their sabers and joined in.
However, these people dressed in black all had grandmaster-level skills.
A dozen martial arts grandmasters got their throats slit in the blink of an eye.
Stellar, Henderson, Grant, and Joseph’s faces paled in shock.
Initially, they had thought they could ward off the killers since they had experts from the Martial Arts Association and Association of Priests.
They had not been expecting these killers to be so powerful.
“Kill anyone you see on sight!”
The leader of the Terranova ninjas spoke in a frosty voice.
The thirty killers immediately set out on a cold-blooded massacre.
Cillian and Lloyd dashed into the courtyard and managed to stop more than twenty killers.
Meanwhile, the remaining killers dashed toward Stellar and the rest.
One of them had a dagger, and it was merely inches away from sinking into Stellar’s chest.
George dashed over and raised one of his legs to give the hand holding the dagger a ruthless kick.
Crack!
The kick broke the killer’s wrist-bones into tiny pieces.
Janson sent two killers flying backward in one go using nothing but his bare hands.