"It's you, Johnson?" "That's right. It's me." Just when Fawkes and Johnson looked at each other, Bart abruptly turned around. He saw the gun that was pointing at him. "Mister Fawkes!" Bart's nerves caught up to him right then. He thought if he did his best, Fawkes would spare his life even if he could not kill Wilbur. He also thought he would get something rewarding in return. However, he saw what was happening and was immediately infuriated. He knew what Fawkes was up to. No matter how much he did for Fawkes, he was nothing but a chess piece to him. Fawkes was only using him when he needed him. However, he would kill Bart when he no longer needed him. Since Fawkes was such a ruthless person, Bart wondered what was the point of working for him. Bart threw the sword in his hand and turned to walk away. Bang! Bang! Bang! Fawkes shot Bart in the back three times, killing him on the spot. "Bad timing, Johnson. You almost ruined my reputation." "Ha!" The robot extend
Fawkes yelled out when he noticed what happened. "What? Damn that guy! I can't believe he placed a formation here!" Johnson seemed very calm and said softly, "Cultivators are not the same as ordinary people, but when it comes to the Satan Robot, any cultivator can be taken down by spending some money no matter how powerful they are." The robot arm switched into a rocket launcher and aimed at Wilbur, then shot out a rocket. The rocket instantly flew toward Wilbur, and the formation made with dragon aura instantly formed a shield to defend against the attack. Boom! The rocket hit the shield and immediately exploded, resulting in a powerful wave of energy that rippled outward. The dragon aura that surrounded Wilbur weakened by thirty percent. "It seems like the so-called formation is not that powerful," Johnson coldly insulted before he launched two more rockets. Boom! Boom! The rockets hit the formation, and the power decreased further after the explosions. It was barely
Fawkes glared at Johnson in frustration, but he had no choice. He needed Johnson's help, after all. He clenched his jaw and transferred two hundred million dollars to Johnson's bank account right away. Johnson could see the text notification on the screen in the Satan Robot, so he smirked and said, "Thanks, boss. Don't worry, I'll kill Wilbur Penn right now." With that, he raised his rocket launcher and aimed it at Wilbur again. Bam! Suddenly, a black figure flashed by, and a loud explosion could be heard. The dust faded, and Johnson saw Kiro standing outside of the defense formation. He took on the rocket. There was a cold glint in Kiro's eyes at that moment as he said coldly, "Nobody is going to mess with Wilbur Penn when I'm here." Fawkes lost it when he heard that. He screamed, "How outrageous, Kiro! Don't you recognize your owner? How dare you do this to me?" Kiro replied coldly, "I don't have an owner, only an employer, Fawkes. Don't you forget that you're just my emplo
Tyga, Sparrow, and Woody sprinted over to join the battle and fought Johnson. However, Johnson seemed to have his focus elsewhere. He turned to look at Kiro instead. Johnson attacked with a punch when Kiro came at him again. There was purple lightning on his fist and arm, and the electricity passed through when it hit Kiro. "Argh!" Kiro screamed angrily. "Kiro!" the trio called out. Tyga, Sparrow, and Woody were all shocked to see Kiro injured by the attack. They then turned around to glare at Johnson and continued to attack the Satan Robot. However, as they approached the Satan Robot, it emitted a powerful surge of electricity on them. Crackle! … The powerful current held them together and restrained them. They clenched their jaws and seemed to be in pain as they glared hatefully at Johnson. Johnson was looking at the screen inside the Satan Robot at the moment and it showed that the current was a thousand volts, which made him smirk in delight. Electricity was the m
Johnson immediately maneuvered the Satan Robot to take several steps backward, then abruptly turned and fled from Fawkes' mansion. Kiro, Tyga, Sparrow, and Woody remained to ensure Wilbur's safety. Soon, an hour had passed, and the protective array around Wilbur automatically disappeared. Slowly, he opened his eyes. "Thank you, everyone." "It's nothing. You didn't kill us, so we wouldn't let you die." "Hahaha!" The four burst into laughter. Wilbur had feared he would die at Johnson's hands that day. Although he had been meditating with his eyes closed, he had heard everything that happened outside clearly. Wilbur was deeply moved by the help of the four. However, today's events also made him realize something very serious concerning the evil gods. Evil gods were special entities that transcended time and space. Ordinary people who sacrifice to the evil gods can only gain some power. However, certain exceptionally strong individuals, such as Emperor level practitioners lik
Wilbur took out his phone and said, "Give me your bank account number." Kiro recited a string of numbers, and after confirming it, Wilbur transferred ten million directly to Kiro. "Alright, it's done. The money is in your account." Kiro stared at the notification from the bank, completely stunned. He couldn't help but rush forward and give Wilbur a big hug. "Okay, okay, that's enough." Kiro let go of Wilbur and immediately ran off. Watching Kiro's retreating figure, Wilbur called out, "Hey! Where are you going?" "I'm heading back tomorrow. I need to buy some gifts for my daughter right now and I need to pack my luggage later. Thanks again for everything." With that, Kiro dashed off, running at full speed. At this moment, the other three, Tyga, Sparrow, and Woody, who had been standing in a daze, snapped out of it and gathered around. Tyga exclaimed, "Mister Penn, we have dreams too!" "Yes, Mister Penn! We also have our own dreams!" Wilbur saw the hopeful looks in thei
Tyga suddenly froze and stared at Wilbur in astonishment, exclaiming, "You mean you're the renowned chairman of Cape Consortium?" "That's right." Wilbur smiled slightly. After a brief conversation with the group, he took a taxi back to Diseya. That night, he meditated near the center of the village where the formation was located. Interestingly, this formation seemed to have a nurturing effect on the bodies of cultivators. As Wilbur sat beside the formation, he could clearly feel a nourishing energy continuously flowing into his body through his pores. Typically, it would take him ten hours of meditating to fully recover his mental strength, but this time, next to the formation, it only took three hours. When the eastern sky showed the first light of dawn, Wilbur opened his eyes, feeling invigorated. He glanced at the formation and murmured, "Truly remarkable." During the day, Wilbur continued to study the formation. Although Fawkes had fled, Wilbur still did not feel complet
"A killer robot?" Upon hearing the news, Wilbur immediately connected the dots. If he was not mistaken, the person in question had to be Johnson. After his abrupt departure the night before, Wilbur had assumed Johnson would come after him for revenge. But to his shock, Johnson had chosen to massacre innocent civilians instead. "Yes, that's correct. It's a killer robot. Moreover, this time it seems to be a fully functional model. If this issue is not resolved quickly, and these robots get mass-produced, it could result in a massive catastrophe." "So, you want me to stop Johnson?" Wilbur asked. "That's right. However, stopping Johnson is only the first step. The department's top priority is currently to decode the data as fast as possible. We expect to obtain detailed information on the robot's design soon. When we do, we'll need your assistance to destroy the schematics and ensure that those involved in manufacturing these robots are eliminated on the spot." "Eliminate them on