Elsa sprang to her feet at once. She lifted Sherry into her arms, rolling over and placing the girl on the ground gently. Sherry was pale as a sheet, barely alive. Dorson had started the car, jamming his foot on the accelerator as he sped toward the gates. He had killed Jordan, and Sherry was going to die soon too. Telford was the only target remaining. Kim had said from the start that the main target was Jordan, and it was best if the other two were killed too, but they were a secondary priority. This way, Dorson technically completed his mission. As long as he made it out of the Special Forces department, he would be able to camouflage himself using his spirit energy so that no one would be able to find him. The second he was out of there, he would head into the mountains. He would be able to make it back to his homeland with how strong he was, even if he had to walk. The thought of being able to go home and reunite with his family put a smile on his face. After living
The officers were in shock, and Elsa reeled as well. She knew that all cultivators were out of the ordinary. Wilbur was nothing but calm. He muttered a simple chant and snapped his fingers once. "Thunder Bulbs." The next moment, two fist-sized balls of lightning appeared above Wilbur's head. They glowed with fluorescent lightning and crushed both of Dorson's clones at once. At the same time, Dorson's real body pulsed with a powerful spirit pressure before disappearing completely. Wilbur did not stop there. He placed his palms together as he cried out, "Quad Thunder!" The four lightning balls appeared once again, connected by chains of sparks and lightning. The space before Wilbur shook, and Dorson's figure was revealed as he was caught right in the middle of the Quad Thunder spell. Wilbur smiled. "That was impressive, but you've got a long way to go compared to me." Dorson's face was creased in pain and shock. He did not expect his special skill to be taken down just
"Is Chloe alright?" Wilbur asked. Elsa shook her head. "She's fine, but Sherry's condition is a lot worse." Wilbur walked up to Sherry. Due to him protecting her organs with his spirit energy in time, her condition was not fatal despite being badly hurt. Sherry burst into tears when she saw Wilbur, unable to say a word. She had finally understood how terrifying of a situation she had gotten herself into, one that had almost cost her life. The world was hardly what she saw it as, and people this ruthless did exist. They were absolutely terrifying. Wilbur saw that Sherry was truly scared out of her wits. He sighed. "See how dangerous that was? Please don't do stuff like this anymore." Sherry nodded weakly. After what had just happened, she would never dare to do such a thing ever again. Just then, the ambulance had finally made it to send Sherry to the hospital. At Wilbur's suggestion, he and Elsa went to where Chloe had been staying. Chloe was not a suspect, and
Just then, Faron said, "Joy Corp might not have any evidence that Cape or the authorities can get a hold of, but it's undeniable that Jordan framed Cape and Dorson killed him for it. Based on that alone, Joy Corp's going to have to slip something good our way if they don't want Cape to hound them for what happened. They can't afford any more trouble as this could affect their company and land them in a serious crisis. Wilbur's right." Elsa understood at once and nodded along. "This will be good for Cape, then." "That's all thanks to Wilbur. If Dorson managed to escape after his assassination, both sides would've been in a tie and Joy Corp would have no reason to let up. They might even be smug about it," Faron said. Elsa shrugged, shaking her head. "I'm not as business-minded as the likes of you." Faron's expression darkened at once. "What's wrong with being business-minded? Is your mind any better?" "Are you calling me stupid?" Elsa fumed in retaliation. Wilbur sensed a fi
Wilbur nodded. "That's the way to go. Battling it out is only a last resort. You've got the right idea." "We'll let them go this time. Say, shouldn't we celebrate such a big win?" Faron asked. Faye smiled. "Sure! This one's on Cape, let's have some fun." "Woohoo!" Faron and Elsa cheered at the same time. Wilbur smiled. It was nearly impossible for anyone to ask these two out any other day. However, they had been so enthusiastic and sincere in helping him, he could tell that they could be trusted now. Just then, Jose showed up out of nowhere. Wilbur let him in. "Sir, I've got something to tell you." Jose glanced at the other people around and hesitated. "It's just us. Get on with it," Wilbur said. Jose said. "Okay, then. Marcus sent me a hundred million dollars and told me to pass it to you as thanks for saving him." Faron and Elsa buried their heads into their mugs of tea. Wilbur's life was far too mysterious, and the two of them knew better than to question it too
Wilbur shook his head. It was clear that the guy had a bit too much to drink and was not thinking straight. What a pervert. Faron frowned in annoyance as well. Elsa shouted, "Go home if you've had too much to drink! Don't get yourself into trouble for nothing." Faye rested her head on Wilbur's shoulders, giggling softly. The man was infuriated by the harsh rejection. Before he could even say anything, two other men came up behind him and said, "How dare you! Do you even know who he is?" "I don't give a f*ck who he is. Get out of my way," Elsa said coldly. One of the guys got angry at once. "This here Mister Leon from the Bureau of Commerce and Trade! How dare you speak to him like this?" "Is that so? Big deal." Elsa was clearly annoyed now. The men, who were all significantly tipsy, were all the more enraged. After all, they had just been humiliated in public and caught the attention of many. The man named Mister Leon sneered coldly. "Listen up. No one gets away aft
If that guy really was related in any way to the Campbells, Leon would be done for. He scrambled up to Faron and the rest, kneeling on the ground. "Please, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I should've known who I was talking to. I'm really sorry. Please let me go." "Get out of the way. Don't be a nuisance here. I'm in the middle of my dinner," Faron said coldly. Leon immediately knew there was no point in begging any further. If he had kept on doing that, he might suffer a fate worse than just losing his job. He got to his feet and offered a deep bow to Faron and the rest, apologizing one last time before fleeing with his men in panic. The sight left everyone else in the restaurant stunned. This woman was an incredible fighter, and that guy had gotten those hooligans to apologize on their knees just like that? Who were these people? Just then, Elsa glanced at the server and asked, "Is the room ready?" The server nodded weakly, and the four of them entered the room at last to g
The person held a suitcase in his right hand and had his left arm wrapped in bandages, standing there straight like a board. Wilbur looked at him and was taken aback, asking, "Ryder?" He quickly crossed the bridge and approached Ryder. He looked at his arm and asked, "How did you manage to get here so quickly?" "Ryder Litwing, elite combat personnel of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense, reporting in," Ryder said as he saluted with a standard military gesture. Wilbur looked at the vehicle behind him, then frowned and asked, "What's the meaning of this?" "This is equipment from our branch, and there are a few staff members as well," Ryder explained. "How did you know I was staying here?" Wilbur asked. "The Commander-in-Chief issued orders to the relevant departments in Kardon Province. That's how I was informed," Ryder responded. Wilbur was speechless. 'It must be Orin's doing!' he thought. However, he was shocked by the extensive authority of the Depa