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    ---- Chapter 2941 Rain fell from the sky, pattering down in a steady hiss. Near the harbor, the rainforest began to fill with drifting fog. Several figures streaked across the sky above the jungle, some wrapped in ck light, others trailing blood-red glows, before finally stopping on a mountain overlooking the port. From where they stood, the entire harbory fully exposed beneath their gaze. If anyone else had been there, they would have been terrified. The four figures radiated an overwhelming pressure that seemed to suffocate the very air around them.


    Though they appeared to stand on the mountainside, their feet never touched the ground. Even more astonishing, the raindrops falling from the sky parted automatically above their heads, leaving their clothingpletely dry. Four martial gods stood in silent formation. Three werepletely shrouded in long ck robes, with only one face visible. It was Cyril, whom Andrew previously outmaneuvered. Cyril''s face was ashen and deeply troubled. He alternated between ncing down at the port and nervously looking back at the other three figures, his eyes filled with wariness.


    ---- Soon, a small team emerged from the port and quickly approached. A Ludendorff family member stepped forward, saluting with a fist to his chest. "Other than the vampire servants, no one else remains." Cyril''s heart sank. "What about Giuliano?" The subordinate shook his head and replied, "Dead. Only his body was left behind." Cyril was stunned. Giuliano was no ordinary fighter. He was a legitimate vampire duke. While his absolute power might not match a martial god, he was nearly invincible in his vampire true form.


    After all, vampires had natural advantages in speed, physical strength, and sheer brutality. Yet now, a vampire n duke has been killed. Cyril was deep in thought, his already grim expression transforming into one ofplete despair. A cold snort made Cyril''s body imperceptibly tremble One of the ck-robed figures slowly raised his head and looked directly at Cyril. Beneath the hood was an aged, gaunt face with eyes that seemed to pierce through everything. ---- This was Alonzo Ludendorff, the second-inmand of the Ludendorff family, just below its leader, Raiden.


    Alonzo said coldly, "Cyril, the Ludendorff family will not suffer its name insulted or tarnished. You will return and exin yourself to Mr. Raiden." Despite his typically arrogant nature, Cyril was subdued. "That Holtrien bastard has something strange about him. He seems to have some power from the Lomuia Grand Cathedral, which is how I was caught off guard. Mr. Alonzo, rest assured, I will take full responsibility for this incident." Augh suddenly echoed through the area. No opinion was expressed, but involuntarily, Cyril, Alonzo, and the fourth martial god turned to look.


    Among these four powerful beings, the owner of thatugh was undoubtedly the most formidable. Alonzo furrowed his brow and humbly asked, "Sir, what are your thoughts?" The one who stood beside him was not just another man, but a masterparable to Raiden himself