<strong>Capítulo 2243: Chapter 2243: Eye</strong>


    “He…”


    Wainwright Ridge was shocked!


    That was the most powerful treasure of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!


    Even Trent Marsh didn’t dare to activate it lightly.


    Back then, to seal its master, Silvio Reed led people into a severe casualty, barely eliminating a barbarian.


    Finally they concluded.


    That barbarian was just an ordinary one.


    But controlled by this heart, he became a ughterer everywhere.


    This time, they used that ck smoke to control the heart.


    Using it to kill Julius Reed, and then control him, was Trent Marsh’s long-cherished wish.


    If his subordinates had such a powerful role, who would dare not obey?


    But now, just when everyone thought Julius Reed was dead.


    He opened his eyes!


    Staring at Wainwright Ridge!


    “What?” Pranay Martinez eximed excitedly!


    Not dead?


    He understood this n.


    Julius Reed was sure to die.


    To allow Julius Reed to live in another way, he nned to extract his memory, but was rejected.


    And Dragon Dance, as the saint of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, knew even more the dominance of this thing.


    But she thought that as a legend, Julius Reed might have a chance to withstand it,


    now with Julius Reed opening his eyes, she became extremely uneasy.


    Because, this might not necessarily mean Julius Reed is not dead, but rather, he might be controlled.


    This body is controlled by Trent Marsh.


    “Don’t panic, let’s test, see if he obeys our orders.” Trent Marsh’s voice emerged, making the martial artists present fall into silence again.


    They heard Wainwright Ridge’s scream and thought Julius Reed was not dead.


    But now, with Trent Marsh’s definitive tone, though not rified, implied Julius Reed was already dead.


    Now merely a controlled zombie.


    “I order you, kneel to Lord Theodore Marsh.” Wainwright Ridge also regretted darkly, fearing his performance today would impair his image in Trent Marsh’s heart.


    How could he loseposure like this?


    Probably due to the trauma left by Svenn Leopold’s tragic death on the street earlier.


    After being controlled, opening eyes like a human was very normal.


    As long as the body turns ck, it means the heart haspleted controlling the body and the original person is already dead.


    “Quick, kneel to Lord Marsh!” shouted Wainwright Ridge loudly, trying to perform more in front of Trent Marsh.


    But Julius Reed ignored hismand, instead, he looked at Wainwright Ridge.


    That gaze was terrifying.


    A chill ran down Wainwright Ridge’s spine, and cold sweat dripped down.


    He couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him today.


    Just as he was about to speak for the third time, his mouth opened wide in astonishment, his eyes bulging round.


    Because one of Julius Reed’s eyes was starting to turn red.


    And then!


    It turned into a burning me!


    Whoosh!


    mes burst forth!


    Wainwright Ridge didn’t even have time to scream, his whole body was engulfed by the ze.


    Three secondster.


    The mes extinguished, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground.


    Not even a human shape was left.


    “How could this happen!”


    After a few seconds of silence, a martial artist in the audience shouted in shock: “What’s going on! What’s happening!”


    “Quick, emergency n!”


    Trent Marsh’s subordinates panicked, but fortunately, they were well-prepared.


    “Everyone, don’t worry, things are not out of control. Just some minor changes, let our…”


    The person hadn’t finished speaking.


    Julius Reed lowered his head, and mes from his eyes melted the gold.


    The chains dissipated.


    Julius Reed walked step by step behind him.


    But this person waspletely unaware.


    “Give us a moment, trust us, trust Lord Marsh, Julius Reed is already…”


    Bam!


    His head exploded like a watermelon!


    And turned into a mist of blood.


    Dispersed.


    Thud!


    A headless corpse fell to the ground.


    The people around scattered and fled.


    Even if Julius Reed was dead, who dared to provoke such an uncontroble killing deity?


    “Go!” Pranay Martinez turned around and a portal appeared.


    Dragon Dance stepped in.


    Boom!


    The next moment, Julius Reed’s fist smashed on the ground.


    A surge of ck smoke erupted from underground!


    Pranay Martinez had just disappeared, and the spot where he was standing was utterly destroyed.


    “Julius Reed, I am very pleased.”


    Trent Marsh’s holographic projection smiled and said: “You are stronger than I thought, you make me no longer feel…”


    Crack!


    Julius Reed stomped on the projector, drawing the longsword from his waist.


    In front of him, hundreds of Trent Marsh’s martial artists trembled as they drew their weapons, facing him.


    Boom!


    A dull boom.


    A ck de light exploded.


    Hundreds of bodies were blown apart, scattering everywhere.


    Julius Reed tried to quell his anger but couldn’t.


    He needed to kill!


    Relentlessly kill!


    But by now, there was already no one left.


    The empty stands were silent.


    Julius Reed closed his eyes and opened them again.


    The left eye saw dozens of people hiding behind the building.


    This eye seemed unhindered, able to clearly see what he wanted to see and where it was.


    “Everyone be careful, he won’t find us hiding here.”


    Behind the wall, someone took out a phone, writing a line of text on it.


    Passing it around for all to see.


    ‘Here is a hiding ce I prepared in advance, he will leave and chase others. As long as everyone listens to me, we can survive.’


    Everyone nodded, indicating willingness to obey.


    Just as this person was feeling proud, a de swept past, severing his head.


    Immediately, the long de, like a weapon of death, mercilessly took the lives of everyone behind the wall.


    The eyes started to hurt.


    It seemed that the eye, or rather the vision, realized something was wrong and began to resist.


    ‘This is not the control of the gods, not the control of the god’s heart. Everything is out of control. I am forced to do things I don’t want to do, I feel very reluctant.’


    On Julius Reed’s arm, appeared such a line of text.


    Apparently, the eye knew it was deceived.


    Intending to quit.


    But Julius Reed couldn’t gouge out his own eye.


    He could only think of other ways.


    “Power of wind, power of fire.” He recalled Dragon Dance’s words.


    This heart, and the dark beast, what connection do they have?


    Or is it that the power of the wind, etc., belonged to the owner of this heart, which Trent Marsh and Silvio Reed used to create the Nether Hall and God Realm?


    Currently, he had no perception of this heart, unaware of what was going on.


    Gonzalez City, almost turned into a dead city within half an hour.


    Julius Reed felt himself losing control over his body.


    He wanted to kill, the word kill filled his mind.


    Although the heart was controlled, some things were out of control.


    He struggled to take out his phone, dialed Pruitt Wilde.


    But the other side indicated no one was answering.


    “If you have closebat, tell me immediately. Leave as much of that blood as possible.”


    After saying these words, Julius Reed felt a burst of heat in his body!


    As if a battle was raging inside!


    His vision became increasingly blurred.


    Finally, he uncontrobly copsed on the street.


    There was no one around.


    Everyone had fled.


    After an unknown period, a woman appeared, walking up to Julius Reed.