"I've got a new girlfriend. We've been together three months, I'd feel awful leaving just like that." Landhor said at once, "You're right. How about this? I'll wire you a million dollars as compensation for her." "Thank you, Uncle Landhor. I'll get ready, then." "Okay." The call ended, and Landhor made another call to have someone wire a million dollars over to the account. Upon doing this, he sat back down on the couch with an ashen expression. "You're thick in the head if you think you can screw me over." … Over at the special forces' end, a few cars drove in slowly, and a lanky middle-aged man emerged from the Audi in the middle before being welcomed by Pembroke into his office. The both of them sat down, with a dozen men in black and no less than forty Special Forces officers at the door. "How's Clive?" "He's being detained, Mister Kowalt," said Pembroke. "I haven't done anything but wait for you to get here." Shane Kowalt fell silent for a beat before saying,
Shane, Pembroke, and the others were already plotting to weed out the corruption in the city using his appearance. Not long after, Shane entered the lounge with the three Nees brothers. Wilbur got up in a display of respect. Shane was a government official, and this much was necessary. Shane and Wilbur shook hands, and both parties introduced themselves briefly. The Nees brothers left knowingly after this, as they knew that they had no place in a meeting like this. "My apologies for disrupting you so late into the night, Mister Penn," said Shane. Wilbur smiled. "No worries. What is it?" Shane then told Wilbur about the relationship between Clive and Landhor as well as Clive and the Rochers, the terrible things they had done in the past years, and what Shane himself thought of it. Wilbur was stunned upon hearing all of this. He had just gotten Clive arrested for getting in the way of his work, only for such a big deal to happen out of this. According to Shane, Landho
"Well, I look forward to working with you," Wilbur said, smiling as he extended a hand. Shane shook hands with Wilbur and left. No regular person would be able to even comprehend how something so complicated had been fixed just like that. After Shane was gone, Wilbur lit a cigarette. He did not expect to get so much out of this trip. The bangle, the flying dagger, and even Rocher Corp. Rocher Corp was worth billions of dollars, and Cape had hit the jackpot. Wilbur finished his cigarette, barking out a laugh before he strolled over to his room with his hands behind his back. The Nees brothers peeked at him walking, the glee was obvious in his stance. Of course, none of the brothers knew a thing about what had just happened. Considering who Shane was and the fact that he had come here personally to talk to Wilbur, it had to be something big. Shane left the manor and got into his car, calling Pembroke up to issue a warrant for Landhor's arrest. By the time Shane
Pembroke had rushed to Clive's holding cell the second he saw Stiles' body. Things would be a lot more complicated if Clive died. Pembroke knew that Clive had been Landhor's right-hand man and had enough dirt on Landhor that Landhor would go down for good if Clive were to open his mouth. With Clive and Seamus dead, and Landhor refusing to say a word, this would quickly turn into a sticky situation. The special forces would have to release them eventually if they had no proof, as they were not the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense and thus could not do whatever they wanted. Yet upon entering the cell, Clive seemed perfectly fine. Pembroke called for a doctor to run a full body check-up on Clive, with the results being fine as well. Nothing but confused, Pembroke returned to Stiles' corpse. Shane was there too, and both of them stared at Stiles' body suspiciously. Stiles had ended his life after visiting Clive's holding cell. Even a fool would be able to ded
Sarah's bodyguards rushed into the room, but Sarah dismissed them with a hand. "Get out." "Miss Sarah," the bodyguards said feebly. Sarah glowered at them. "I told you to get the f*ck out! Didn't you hear me?" The bodyguards retreated out of the room with no other choice. Sarah stared daggers at Donna. Donna finished peeling the orange, putting a wedge into her own mouth. "So sweet." She chewed slowly, fixing Sarah with an almost serene smile. A beat later, Sarah leaned back in her bed. "Go away. I never want to see you again." "Did you forget what you'd said before?" Donna smiled. "You said that all the men in the world are garbage, and all I did was prove that statement. That was what we swore in the first place. Surely you still remember, don't you?" "Go away. I don't want to see you," Sarah said emotionlessly. Donna got to her feet with a smile. "You've changed, and so have I. Who knows which one of us will end up with Wilbur Penn, huh?" She turned away and di
The problem was that this lady was out of her mind, and a bit of a pain in the neck. Just as he was hesitating, Warner had spoken up to let her in and that was that. Warner had no choice either. She was here for Wilbur, and it would not be nice to turn her down. A while later, Donna entered wearing a tight purple dress and a vintage bag. Warner and the others' chests lurched at the sight of her, but there was nothing they could do about it. Donna looked around her upon entering, chuckling at the sight. "What a party." She headed over to Wilbur, sitting down right next to him. Wilbur huffed, and Donna looked at him. "You don't mind, do you?" "I don't." What else could he have said? Donna smiled, pouring herself a glass. "I'll drink for being late." She drained the contents of her glass in one go, refilling it another five more times before setting it down. Anyone would have collapsed after drinking that much, but Donna seemed completely fine. Everyone else, howev
Wilbur finally flared up, snatching the knife out of Donna's hands and slamming it down on the table. "Drop the act. There is absolutely nothing going on between us, and you can forget about trying to make me look bad." Donna shook her head, rushing out of the room. Her sobs could still be heard from outside. Everyone else looked at each other, unsure what to do. They dug into their food with a sudden burst of gusto, desperate to break the tension in the air. Wilbur shook his head helplessly as he sat down. "There really isn't anything going on between the both of us. I don't know what's gotten into this lady, please don't overthink it." "Of course, of course," Warner and the others scrambled to nod. Internally, however, not a single one of them believed Wilbur. As if the two of them were innocent, judging from what had just happened. Yet none of them dared to say a word. The banquet reached its end eventually, with the air growing colder by the second. Just then, Wilbu
"Okay. I'll be right there." Wilbur hung up the call and had the driver send him to the special forces headquarters. Pembroke was waiting at the door. The two men exchanged a glance, and Pembroke led Wilbur to his office. Shane was sitting inside. He shook Wilbur's hand and got straight to the point. "Clive won't talk, and Landhor's pulled a connection from the higher-ups in Northseecher. We're in a bit of a pickle." "What's the problem?" asked Wilbur. Shane frowned. "They're not saying anything. All I've gotten from Landhor is a single name and nothing else. Landhor's a state official and the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection has gotten involved, but that's about it. We can't do anything to him." "Who's the connection from Northseecher that he pulled? How powerful is this higher-up to put you in such a tough position?" asked Wilbur. Shane let out a sigh. "Kamal Grayson." "Huh. What does he do?" "He's the Deputy Minister of Commerce," said Shane. Wilbur
Faye was clad in a beautiful wedding dress, hardly needing any blusher for how red her cheeks looked. Wilbur was also looking dapper in a fine tuxedo, and the bride and groom went around toasting to their friends one by one. Both their parents were overjoyed, knowing that their children had finally ended up with someone so wonderful. Everyone else was also brimming with smiles, drinking up a storm as the night went on. These people were all friends or subordinates of Wilbur and wanted nothing more than the best for him and Faye. There was no wedding emcee, and the ceremony was extremely simple, but the atmosphere was incomparable as everyone was nothing but smiles. The reception lasted all the way until late into the night, and even the newlyweds' parents got a little tipsy. The banquet ended at last, and the guests ushered Wilbur and Faye into their new bedroom. The newlyweds sat down facing each other, locking eyes. Faye lowered her head bashfully, and Wilbur looked
It was evening on Sealake Island when Wilbur returned. He stood on the long bridge, overwhelmed with emotion as he let out a hint of his aura. The island grew abuzz at once, and a series of familiar figures fought their way into Wilbur's line of sight. Wilbur smiled, stepping onto the island slowly. His smile grew as he came to the square, taking in the sight of Faye, Elsa, Faron, Shepard, and many others. Everyone else stared back at him, unable to hide the emotion on their faces. It had been so long since they had seen Wilbur, and there was no way for them to reach him. Words could not describe how much they had worried about and missed him. "I thought you were never coming back, Wilbur." Faye was the first to speak. Wilbur walked up to her, taking her into his arms. "I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. Everything's over now, and I'll never leave you again." Faye's heart soared as she broke out into overjoyed sobs. Everyone else was nothing but joyous as well. Fo
Bahamut, being a reincarnation of Kaiser himself, came slithering toward Wilbur. They both turned into their human forms, and a fierce battle broke out once more. Kaiser channeled his energy into Bahamut's body, giving Bahamut the upper hand over time. At last, Bahamut severely wounded Wilbur with a blow of his sword, causing Wilbur to fall from mid-air. "Hahaha!" Kaiser appeared suddenly then, laughing loudly. "Nice work, Bahamut." "Thank you, Master." Bahamut retreated behind Kaiser, looking at him coldly. He whipped out a dagger from his sleeves all of a sudden, driving it deep into Kaiser. Kaiser flipped around sharply, grabbing Bahamut's wrist and glowering at him. "Have you lost your mind?" Just then, the Dark Lord's voice sounded from Bahamut's throat. "You've stopped me many times now, Kaiser Fern! There's no way in hell I'll let you become the ultimate elite!" A furious Kaiser reached out to grab Bahamut's head, sucking him into his body. An explosion sounded throu
Just then, the Cold Lord muttered a spell. A series of snowy mountains descended from above, one of them striking Wilbur and Augheimer as the Cold Lord cackled. "Haha! Is that all you've got?" As his words rang through the air, the snowy mountain exploded with a loud boom into countless icy fragments to reveal Wilbur and Augheimer, standing tall and completely unaffected. "What?" "These imbeciles!" the Flame God shouted. The air around turned into a sea of flames at once, burning away relentlessly, but they vanished as soon as they came in contact with Wilbur and Augheimer's defense barriers. The Earth God shouted, "I'll settle this!" He muttered a spell, and the ground cracked open as Wilbur and Augheimer fell into a bottomless abyss. The Earth God smirked, and the crack began to close up. Yet just a few seconds later, the ground exploded as Wilbur and Augheimer flew back up. The Tornado God cast a spell to bring about a fierce gust of wind filled with countless razor-sh
The next second, Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade made a gash in the air. The two men then wove through the gash, making their way to the lower dimensions from the upper dimensions and returning to Earth. The gash closed itself up, and a powerful wave of black miasma surged into the oceans from the heavens. It cleared up within a few minutes, and Earth was turned into a dark space. Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!" The Blood God laughed loudly. "I guess the universe dimensions aren't all
Hailey and Kayleen ducked out of the way before the pillars of light reached them, darting up to Sade at the last second as Hailey drove her sword into him at the same time Kayleen did the same with her spear. Hailey glowered at Sade. "You're the one who's really despicable here, Sade. Say goodbye to the world forever!" "Arghhhh!" Sade's body exploded in a flash of white light, disappearing out of sight. Hailey and Kayleen both got down on one knee. "At your service, Masters." Just then, Wilbur and Augheimer looked at the two ladies at the same time. Augheimer said, "At ease. You can both go back now, your work here is done." "Yes, Master." Hailey and Kayleen disappeared the next second. Just then, a fierce wind rolled over as a pillar of white light descended from the heavens as Odysseus appeared in front of the two men. "Wilbur Penn and Augheimer. I’ve finally found you. Tell me where the dimension guardians are, and hand them over!" A gleeful Odysseus reached out t
Sade threw his head back, laughing loudly. "No one has the right to replace me, no one! I'm the real dimensional guardian, the leader of the galaxy!" Just then, two figures appeared in the sky. They were Hailey and Kayleen, two of the other dimensional guardians. Hailey was holding a long sword as she scowled at Sade below her. "You went against the rules of the universe and changed its functions, Sade. And now you've killed Wilbur Penn, the cultivator who was supposed to replace you. For that, Kayleen and I are going to kill you today." Sade smirked at those words, not looking shocked at all. "I knew you two would never let me go for killing Wilbur. But he's already dead, and I still need to maintain order in the universe as a dimensional guardian. Even though you two may hate me, you can't kill me or you'd be going against the rules of the universe too, and have to be sentenced by Mister Richardson. Trust me, you won't end up in much better of a state than I'm in." Just then
Augheimer asked out of confusion, "What? To the upper dimension? All of a sudden?" Wilbur looked flustered, he replied, "There's no time to explain. Odysseus will be here in a while, and we won't be able to escape." Sade looked at Wilbur. He told Augheimer, "He's right. Believe him. Why would your close friend lie to you?" "That's right. He's a dimensional guardian, Sade. I begged Sade to go back in time here. Hurry up and come with me, Augheimer!" "Thanks, but if we're leaving, we should at least go to Buck Town and meet Felix one last time, right?" asked Augheimer. Wilbur looked at Augheimer in the eyes, there was a sense of familiarity that welled up all of a sudden. Wilbur instantly realized Augheimer had a secret in Buck Town, and perhaps it was very important to Augheimer. He helplessly nodded and replied, "Alright, we'll go to Buck Town first." Then, the three of them came to Buck Town through a transportation array. Augheimer grabbed Wilbur and ran. He said, "Run! F
"Damn it! Your second wish was supposed to be mine!" yelled Odysseus. Odysseus once captured a dimensional guardian's servant by chance, and he used him as leverage to obtain his final two wishes. His first wish was for Sade to guide him to the most powerful power of light spell. His second wish was for Sade to lead him to the Death Scepter. Odysseus mastered the power of two types of laws, the power of light and the power of death. He quickly grasped the intricacies of the power of death due to his unique talent. Odysseus wielded the might of both supreme spells with the Death Scepter and the most powerful power of light spell. Therefore, Odysseus gained immense confidence. His capabilities far surpassed most upper dimension cultivators, but he remained in the middle dimension. His desire was to once again capture a second dimensional guardian servant. Odysseus planned to acquire the Death Cloak by obtaining the servant's wish. Ultimately, he would combine the Death Cloak, D