There were nine provinces and eighty-one states in Arcadia. The number of cities in each state varied, ranging from a dozen to as many as thirty. Other than the mega cities under the direct rule of the federal government, which also granted the officers their outstanding authority, a mayor in a rural city was certainly not powerful enough to challenge the top brass. Morgana looked at Kaze condescendingly and said coldly, “Kneel if you know who you are dealing with. You are dead either way, but at least I can ask Master Powell to grant you a swift death.” However, Kaze did not react as the others expected. Instead of kneeling on the ground in terror, he remained composed. “Why is the world filled with stupid idiots like you?” Kaze sighed and shook his head. He said without looking back, “Sven, Wolf, can you two silence our honorable governors? A slap on their faces would do just the job.” He came for Gunter, not the governors whom he did not even bother to remember their nam
Morgana’s distant cousin was a well-known gangster in the North State. He was notorious because he was brutal and ruthless with his knife. His men were also the best of the best. The Powells did not just gather any street thugs from the underworld and not all gangsters had the privilege to attend the funeral. Those who were called by the family were ruthless men who killed and tortured others without blinking. Yet Sven and Wolf wiped them all out without breaking a sweat! “Who would have thought that there are such powerful men in Lilyrose? That explains why Antovan and Gustav died in your hands,” Gunter said as he sighed. He looked at Sven and Wolf and asked, “Why don’t you two serve me instead? Money, power, and woman, I can give you everything you want!” It was surprising that Gunter would still want to recruit them after what happened. However, it was only normal because no one would complain about having two powerful followers. Sven and Wolf turned a deaf ear at
“You two are still too young, like birdlings who just learned how to fly. You two have not grown fully yet, and there is no way you two can beat me. “However, out of respect for the same kind, I will kill you two with my own hands.” The quiet Mosiah spoke a lot for once. Sven’s and Wolf’s appearance must have intrigued him deeply. Even Gunter found it surprising. He looked at Sven and Wolf, saying, “Mosiah, you must kill them.” He felt scared when he heard Mosiah calling Sven and Wolf his own kind. Only he knew how terrifying Mosiah was. The man might not be human but a monster. A monster like him would destroy the things that he could not get. If Sven and Wolf were spared and got another chance to grow stronger, it would be a nightmare for Gunter and it would surely haunt him in the future. “I will.” Mosiah nodded as he strolled forward to Sven and Wolf. As he strolled, a terrifying aura exploded around him. The aura carried a destructive force that felt like i
Quickly, the figures descending from the helicopter ropes approached the ground. When it was more than ten meters above the ground, the men jumped down instead. Upon touching the ground, the men did a front roll to absorb the impact, landing on the spacious land around Kaze. There were thirty of them, the right number of a platoon. The men wore black tactical suits but absent of any recognizable insignia. They had tactical helmets on and masks that covered their faces except for their eyes, which granted them a veil of mystery. They were armed with different guns, close-combat weapons, and even grenades. “Bro! Are they the legendary Dragon’s Edge?!” Conan watched as the men got into formation. His eyes were burning with excitement. The Dragon’s Edge was known as the strongest sword in Arcadia. The strongest in terms of solo combat! Had Draco not mentioned them along the way here, Conan would not have known how powerful they were. Even until all the Dragon’s Edge s
Yet none of the gangsters or killers noticed the Battle Dragon Troops while they were in hiding. Based on the Battle Dragon Troops’ camouflage uniform alone, they were experts in ambushing their enemies. Even Gunter was slightly surprised. He realized he might have fallen into a trap, a sinkhole that slowly consumed him. It was too late to turn back now. The massive battle would break out at any moment and there was nothing he could do to stop it. The Dragon’s Edge scattered and formed a defensive formation about Kaze, protecting him while engaging the other killers. The Battle Dragon Troops closed in from the outside while taking down as many gangsters as they could. Before they knew it, the gangsters and killers were surrounded, sandwiched by the soldiers from inside out. The one-sided massacre happened as expected but it was Gunter’s men who fell victim. The bodies piled up swiftly and ceaseless cries sounded one after another. As the hellish scene unfolded befor
Mosiah said, “Are you hinting at me to not kill you? Fine, I’ll believe you for now.” Then, he took a step forward. The step felt light and weightless but when his foot touched the ground, his body leaned forward and along with the motion, he threw himself at Draco. Like a flying bullet, Mosiah moved at extreme speed. In just a split second, he appeared before Draco with a straightforward punch. His punch was faster than his body, creating a sonic boom in the air. From the center of his fist, an invisible vortex formed, tearing the air around it fiercely. If the punch landed, it could easily blast an ordinary man into pieces. “Hmm?” Draco curled his lips in surprise. Although he thought Mosiah was quite cocky, he had to admit that the man was the real deal and not just an empty show-off. At the same time, Draco put his foot forward and tipped against the ground. Using the slight momentum from his foot, his body shifted to the left right before Mosiah’s punch cou
Bang! Mosiah’s body, covered in blood, crashed on the ground. The point of impact left a massive crater behind and the cracks further extended outward. “Aaargh!” Under everyone’s horrified gaze, including Gunter, Mosiah groaned in pain. His arm literally exploded into bits and pieces. His body was badly damaged like a boulder hit him right in the chest. Blood spread across his body, resembling a web of cracks on his face and torso. “Mosiah!” Gunter growled loudly. His most valuable man was beaten up with just one punch, leaving the arm torn and his body badly damaged. The pain must be excruciating and it was not something an ordinary man could handle. Even Mosiah, a seasoned veteran who had seen life and death on the battlefield, could not do anything else but groan in pain like an ordinary person. “Your body is badly damaged. Even if you can survive this, you will be crippled. Why don’t I end your misery?” Draco said as he strolled over to Mosiah. “Kill me!”
“This is over! It’s over!” As the gangsters and killers surrendered, the other Powell family members were horrified. Their hands and feet turned cold and their faces turned ashen. No matter how stupid they were, they finally realized this whole thing was a trap set specifically for them. It was to wipe out the entire Powell family and its branches at one go. They were the stupid ones who stepped into the trap willingly. “No! Fuck!” Gunter shouted at the top of his lungs, his expression ferocious. His Three Great Legati were killed. The other men whom he brought from Glowmoss were targeted and wiped out. Almost ten thousand gangsters and killers were either killed or surrendered. It was not exaggerating to say that Gunter had lost everything. He had nothing left but himself and it was all because of Kaze. The live-in husband and son-in-law whom everyone looked down upon was a master hunter, pretending to be the prey to lure them in. When Gunter realized it, it w