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
A particularly remarkable aspect was that Wilbur discovered he could sense the presence of the Azure Dragon Spear. He opened his palm, and with a mere thought, the spear levitated into the air. Another mental command made the spear dissolve into nothingness, disappearing from sight. When Wilbur recited the incantation again, a new Azure Dragon Spear materialized in his hand. He placed the spear across two stone blocks and stepped onto its shaft, noting that it did not bend at all, a testament to its exceptional hardness. Having concluded his tests, Wilbur found himself increasingly attached to the Azure Dragon Spear. According to its description, the spear was versatile and effective in both melee combat and as a thrown weapon. Moreover, since the spear could be conjured endlessly with the incantation, it significantly enhanced both Wilbur's offensive and defensive capabilities. This was undeniably a tremendous advantage for him. After stowing away the Azure Dragon Spear, Wil
To ensure the city's prosperity, the leaders of Monsato decided not to allow police officers to use rocket launchers freely. After careful consideration, they ultimately decided to request support from the Dasha Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. Even though there was only one killer robot, its performance and operational duration indicated that it was a finished product. This meant it had been developed and refined multiple times and had corresponding manufacturing blueprints. Thus, destroying the killer robot was just the first step. The Moda authorities also hoped that the department could find and eliminate the people responsible for its development and destroy the blueprints. After examining Wilbur's credentials from the department, Officer Dennis extended his hand and said, "Hello, Mister Penn. I am Dennis, deputy chief of the Monsato Police Department. It's an honor to have you here." "Thank you," Wilbur replied calmly. "Dasha is aware of the situation. I w
"Johnson, I want to propose a deal to you. Or rather, Maria wants to make a deal with you." At that moment, Maria's moans came through the phone, causing Johnson's face to darken instantly. He cursed, "Maria, you whore! Sooner or later, I'll kill you both, you filthy dogs!" "Hehehe…" Marshall chuckled slightly over the phone and said, "Johnson, there's no need to get agitated. Maria was never truly yours. Besides, right now, your priority should be the activation metal. If you want to survive, you should be begging me, not hurling insults." "Activation metal? Are you talking about the activation metal for the Satan Robot?" "That's right. The Satan Robot actually has two activation metals, but Doctor Dickens secretly took one out. You know very well that with only one, the Satan Robot's power lasts just half a day. Unless you insert the second activation metal, the Satan Robot will cease to function, and the police surrounding you will shoot you dead. Johnson, your game should e
Marshall watched intently from the balcony across the street, observing the situation. When he saw Johnson move toward the corner, a smirk played on his lips. He assumed Johnson had seen him and was feeling embarrassed, hence the retreat into hiding. At this moment, Marshall felt a surge of pride. Maria, who had once been his dream woman, was finally his. Originally, she had been Huck's woman, but now she was his. With the prospect of two hundred million just within reach, Marshall believed this was a golden opportunity bestowed by fate. Once the deal was sealed and the two hundred million transferred, Marshall planned to take Maria and leave Moda immediately, heading to the Allied States. He even imagined scenes of Maria changing diapers for their children in their new life there. As a victor, Marshall did not want to waste any more time on Johnson. The day's rampage had sealed Johnson's fate. He had killed far too many people, and the authorities of Moda would not let him off.