<strong>Capítulo 2214: Chapter 2214: Jiao Dragon Protector</strong>


    The importance of the Temple of Return to Heaven goes without saying.


    Though called a temple, it is actually a crucial building of the Netherworld Hall.


    It has nothing to do with the divine realm.


    In other words, the Temple of Return to Heaven is a sacred ce.


    The sacred ce of the Netherworlders.


    As long as the Prophet is not dead and Ilia Danvers has not fully controlled the divine dragon, this ce will be contested.


    No one can give up this preciousnd.


    “How about we call in Demarco Mount’s Wolf Cavalry and tten it? Whether it’s Mont or Thunderpeak Hall, they are no match for our Wolf Cavalry.” Hawthorne, as the true king of the Military Department, carried a sense of arrogance.


    In addition, years ago he drank a cup of wine from Mont, and now he still finds himself controlled, disgraced in front of the holy lord.


    This grudge, he can’t swallow.


    It carries a vor of using public office for personal revenge.


    “No rush, the time hasn’te yet.” Julius Reed had just finished speaking and slowly turned around.


    Looking at the position where Terry Moore was.


    “Not good, there’s danger!” Shadow Kims ced his hands on his waist, drawing two golden pistols.


    Hawthorne also sensed something was off, vigntly leaning against Julius Reed’s back.


    The three stood back to back, ready as if facing a great enemy.


    On the previously calm snowfield, several figures slowly appeared.


    These people initially weren’t obvious, but as time passed, they began to materialize.


    “What’s going on? They can be invisible?” Shadow Kims shouted in surprise.


    He’s seen many people, but this kind who could be invisible—he’s never even heard of, let alone seen.


    Even Hill Leocadia’s formidable assassin organization, known as the founding masters of the assassin world, has never been known for invisibility.


    How can these few people in front of us be invisible?


    It seemed they realized they were beginning to materialize, so those few people slowly walked forward.


    Altogether five people,ing toward Julius Reed and the others from all directions.


    “This isn’t invisibility; they were probably wearing white clothes before, looking merged with the snowfield.” Julius Reed shook his head, exining to Shadow Kims, “This ce is a snowy in, boundless white, without a speck of impurity.”


    “Then with them moving, how could we not see them?” Shadow Kims still felt surprised.


    “Look at those footprints; they have beening toward us for a long time, it’s just now we discovered them.” He pointed at the footprints behind those few people, further surprising himself.


    This means all their actions earlier were watched by the other.


    Someone watching them from behind, yet they werepletely unaware.


    “Seems it’s rted to that flood dragon.” Julius Reed looked at the dead flood dragon discarded by Hawthorne, squinting his eyes unconsciously.


    “Was it controlled too?”


    Shadow Kims raised his gun, aiming at one of the people’s heads.


    He was just waiting for a word from Julius Reed, ready to take these few people down any moment.


    The twin guns glinted with a golden light, truly made of solid gold.


    Even if this group is Netherworlders, they would still die from a bullet to the head.


    “No, the flood dragon is dead; do you think it’s possible?” Julius Reed closely observed those people, murmuring softly, “They weren’t controlled by the flood dragon. But when the flood dragon was near us, it created an interference. So, none of us noticed.”


    “If the flood dragon had lived a bit longer, I’m afraid these people would have approached us and dealt a deadly blow.


    “You’re quite clever.” As soon as Julius Reed finished speaking, one of the people started, “Far more clever than I thought.”


    “Damn, they’re alive!”


    Hawthorne, as a sophisticated man of the old world, couldn’t help but curse, “I thought they were something ghostly; turns out they are human. We’re all humans, brothers, good friends. If there’s anything to say, let’s sit and talk.”


    “Haha, friends?”


    The man took off his snow-white hat, revealing golden hair. “You, worthy to be friends with me?”


    “Brother, although your words are full of hostility, I choose to forgive you.” Hawthorne took a polite step forward, extending his hand in friendship.


    sh!


    The response was simultaneous sword draws from the five!


    The cold light gleamed, so bright that it was hard to keep eyes open.


    “In my eyes, you’re just a corpse.” The man shook his head from side to side, slowly gripping his longsword with both hands, “You should die, you killed it.”


    “It’s pointless to talk. Clearly, you want to kill us, just fight; enough with the nonsense, who do you think you are?”


    Shadow Kims twirled his double guns, quickly pulling the trigger!


    Bam! Bam!


    Two bullets shot out swiftly.


    Shadow Kims aimed at one of them and fired two more shots!


    Four bullets were almost without any blind spot, shooting straight at the person.


    Swish!


    The man wielded his longsword, swinging forward with a sound of tearing through the air!


    ng!


    The first golden bullet shattered against the sharp sword de.


    The man quickly positioned his sword horizontally, deflecting two golden bullets, sending them flying off.


    Thest bullet grazed past his ear.


    “A mere trick.” A smile surfaced on the man’s face, “And you dare in front of us…”


    Bam!


    Before he could finish.


    The bullet returned, prating the back of his head, shooting out from the forehead.


    Thud!


    The man knelt on one knee, his body continuously trembling.


    “And he isn’t dead?” Shadow Kims, still holding the twin guns, coldly remarked, “Do you think my title of king of guns is just empty words?”


    The first three bullets were a feint; only thest bullet was meant to kill.


    The bullet contained a chip developed by Shadow Kims.


    It could quickly split, changing direction upon impact.


    “Die already!”


    Shadow Kims fired two more shots!


    Swish!


    Instantly, two people moved before the kneeling man, raising their longswords!


    Blocking the two bullets.


    In the end, that wounded person couldn’t hold on, copsing dead on the ground.


    “You killed my people.” The blonde-haired man shook his head, his eyes filled with rage, “I want you all dead!”


    “Brother, fighting is all good, but shouldn’t we at least understand who’s trying to kill us and why are we fighting?” Hawthorne tirelessly questioned, “What if we are friends?”


    “Stop spouting nonsense, kid, you are so damn annoying! You’re about to annoy me to death!”


    One of them pointed at Hawthorne, cursing angrily, “I’m a flood dragon protector, and this here is my big brother, Vernon Radcliffe! Now, we are going to kill you, make you shut up!”


    Saying so, that person lifted his longsword, swiftly charging at Hawthorne!


    “Damn it, I can’t help but curse, you’re like a monk chanting scriptures!”


    In three steps, he reached before Hawthorne, the longsword shing down with a thunderous roar!


    “Sorry for disturbing you. But when ites to these things, I am powerless.” Hawthorne shook his head, suddenly reaching out with his right hand, directly grabbing the man’s wrist!


    Kneeing fiercely upwards!


    Crunch!


    A dull sound rang.


    The man’s chest ribs werepletely broken, soft as they were flung out.


    “Sorry, got a bit heavy-handed.” Hawthorne reached into his chest, pulling out a wad of money, throwing it onto the body of the wide-eyed man, “Medical expense, if you’re dead, then it’s funeral money, also includes gifts.”