Lord Came Back From The Battlefield

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Judge who was prepared for his escaping raised his hand and swept it out with a palm. Although Bryant’s true strength was not weak, he was no match for a Battle God. He had just taken a few steps when he was thrown out, hitting a pillar and falling down. At least half of his bones were broken.

“Damn it, who are you?” Hadden realized that he had been played by Bryant.

“Does he need to answer that?” Judge looked at Hadden with disdain. “Obviously, he’s a spy from another country, becoming your informant to obtain your intelligence.”

“What an asshole!” Hadden was furious. It turned out that his enemy had been always lurking by his side. He then walked quickly towards Bryant.

“King of the West… finally, I’m caught so easily by you…” Bryant looked at Billy. “It’s not unjustified for me to fall into your hands…”

After speaking, his eyes narrowed and his teeth clenched. Soon after, white foam came out of his mouth and he twitched several times before becoming still.

“He committed suicide?” Hadden frowned.

“Enough already! Don’t just stand there!” Billy glanced at Hadden.

“Hurry back and sort out the people and events related to him. Hopefully, nothing major has happened!”

“Thank you, Mr Gardner!” Hadden bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Today, if it weren’t for Billy, Buddha Hall would still be in the dark about what could have been a big problem.

Later, Hadden left.

“Brother, you’re amazing! I’ve never thought he changed his appearance!” A few minutes later, Billy and two others got into the car as Judge spoke up.

“I wasn’t expecting that but I sensed that he was hiding his true level of cultivation so I observed him more closely.” Billy explained with a faint smile.

Although he was injured and had dropped significantly in cultivation level, his spiritual perception remained strong. With such powerful mental strength at work here, it would be difficult for anyone to hide themselves from him, not even someone who was a Battle God.

“No wonder,” nodded Judge slightly.

“How is Mrs Peony’s case going?” After pausing briefly, Billy asked again.

“We’re getting close. After Black Eagle pieced together their outline a few days ago we compared it against both SHADOW’s database as well as police department’s system, which led us to screen over 100 people who are now being investigated one by one.”

“I see. Given that they know about what happened with three major families, they’ll likely be on high alert, we need to move quickly.”

“Yes,” replied Judge solemnly.

Far away, at the foot of a primitive forest, there existed a medieval-style castle. In the central hall of one of its main buildings, a man over 6. 5 feet tall sat on a tiger skin chair. A scar extended from his eye to his jaw, making his already fierce features even more ferocious. He exuded an intense bloodthirsty aura. On the fur chair to his left was a woman in her thirties with delicate features and voluptuous curves. She had fiery red lips and held a cigarette in her hand.

At that moment, hurried footsteps sounded and soon after, a man walked in quickly.

“Boss, Allen has news,” he said as he kneeled down before him and lowered his head.

“Speak!” The man on the tiger skin chair spoke sternly. “Did they bring Rakshasa back?”

“No.” The man shook his head. “They didn’t bring Rakshasa back, and they also couldn’t come back themselves. Everyone who went to Glavale, Ozin this time was killed!”

“What!?” The man on the tiger skin chair was Devil of Blood, leader of Blood Hall.

Boom!

The gray leather chair under him exploded like paper mache with wood chips flying everywhere.

“The Battle Gods stationed in the eastern region of Glavale are all top-level fighters who cannot be defeated by anyone there. Who killed them all?” Devil of Blood asked angrily.

The man trembled all over as he replied to him. “According to the news from Glavale, Ozin has at least three god-level figures and is likely to have the strength of a advanced-level figure.”

“What!?” Devil of Blood exclaimed in shock again, then frowned. “How reliable is it?”

“It’s information passed on by Place of Darkness’ informant in Glavale!”

“Damn it!” Devil of Blood scolded harshly. “Have they found out who those three are?”

“Not yet!”

“Foolish!” Devil of Blood scolded harshly again. “I must know their identities within three days, otherwise heads will roll!”

“Yes, my lord!” The man shuddered all over.

“That’s enough, get out!” After waving his hand, Devil of Blood sat down on another chair.

“Yes sir.” the man bowed and exited.

“Don’t be angry about such a small matter, Mr Becker.” After the man left, a charming woman stretched lazily and walked up to Devil of Blood. Then she directly straddled his lap and opened her fiery red lips slightly, “Let me help you cool down.”

Without hesitation, Devil of Blood tore open her clothes…

Soon after an hour-long battle ended with debris scattered everywhere in the hall while the seductive woman put on her clothes.

“Master, how about I go to Glavale?” asked the woman.

“I haven’t been active for a long time, my body is getting rusty. It’s a good opportunity to meet the strong warriors of Glavale.”

“Alright!” Devil of Blood nodded slightly after some thought. “You have two main tasks this time.”

“Firstly, you must bring Rakshasa back alive. Don’t let her die. Only she knows where it is!”

“Secondly, since someone dared to kill our Blood Hall members, you might as well take care of them while you’re at it. Otherwise, they’ll think people from Place of Darkness are softies and can be killed at will by them in Glavale!”

“Don’t worry Master, I’ll complete the mission.” the seductive woman licked her sexy lips.

“Don’t underestimate your opponents,” Devil of Blood lit a cigar and took a puff. “Although you’ve reached the peak of a Battle God already, there may be three of them in Ozin who are on par with you or even stronger than you! Bring more people with you and make sure to strike hard with one blow!”

“I see,” the seductive woman nodded in response after taking a drag from her cigarette.

“If you can return triumphantly this time, little fairy, I recommend that you become Blood Hall’s representative and be one of the Sanctum of Darkness!” Devil of Blood exhaled smoke rings and spoke solemnly.

“Really!?” The woman’s expression brightened up as she flashed an excited look in her eyes.

“Yes.”

“Thank You Master.”

“Go ahead! The sooner you leave, the sooner you’ll be back with good news.”

“Okay!”

With that, he watched as the alluring woman disappeared like a ghost outside of the gate.