All Chapters of Leading My Family to Glory: Chapter 1291 - Chapter 1300

“So what?” In this very instant, a dreadful premonition welled up in the hearts of Herodes and the others. Since Dalton Alroy and the others couldn’t have blown up those oil barrels, Samael and others couldn’t have lit up those barrels themselves either. In that case, then there was only one possibility left.Herodes hurriedly took out his walkie-talkie and shouted at the device, “Wolf Tail, come in! Talk to me!”Rizzz, rizzz, rizzz, rizzz!!!The piercing sound of electric currents came from the other side of the walkie-talkie before a husky voice came from the other side.“I’m busy with poker! Get off my back, mother*cker!”“You’re not Wolf Tail. Who are you?” When Herodes heard the unfamiliar voice from the device, he grimaced. He was pretty familiar with Wolf Tail as well as each of his subordinates. He was pretty sure that the voice did not belong to Wolf Tail. Meanwhile, it didn’t sound like the voice of any of Wolf Tail’s men either.“Hehe, you got me.” A teasing voice

If it wasn’t due to Tyr Summers and his squad holding off the enemies and helping the troops with the last phase of their journey to climb up the cliff, not only would the troops experience more losses; whether they could make it to the top of the cliff or not would remain a question.“There! That is the Red Moon base.” Dalton Alroy and Andraste Cheever led the group. They were followed by Tyr, Leonard Alroy, and others as they headed to the other side of the cliff.As they looked down from their spot, the troops could spot Red Moon base located on the other side of the mountain.That base used to be an abandoned military base. Though years have passed, that building still emitted a chilling aura, especially during nighttime. When one looked at it through the dark shades of night, that base seemed like a half-asleep demon lying there, and it had opened up its bloody mouth, ready to pounce at its delicious prey.“Let’s rest and regroup here. We will officially launch the attack on t

“Dalton Alroy, can you see clearly what kind of mask this is?” Andraste Cheever, who had put on his mask, looked straight at Dalton and asked him with a smile.“It’s a modern variation of white Venetian mask representing the ambitious dictator—Julius Caesar.”Dalton Alroy barely hesitated before talking about the background story of this Venetian mask. That was right; the ambitious dictator of the generation, Julius Caesar, was represented by a white Venetian mask.Andraste Cheever liked to boast about being the descendant of Julius Caesar. Also, he firmly believed that he had the same dictator blood as Julius Caesar coursing through his body. Therefore, he had been using his ancestor’s accomplishments to identify himself throughout his life.Just then, the whole scene fell into dead silence, whether it was those of the Alroy or Windsor imperial families or those of the Imperial Capital City’s major powers. Many people’s hearts welled up with all sorts of indescribable mixed feelin

“What?” Mad King’s moves once again brought the scene into a balled-up state. The duel was about to kick off on both sides. But what did this stunt pulled by Dalton Alroy imply?Even Andraste Cheever was staring at Dalton in confusion. He was entirely puzzled to get a hold of the situation.“Old Psycho, what the heck are you doing? Is it possible that you are trying to call somebody to back you up? Muahahahahaha.”Andraste promptly laughed shrilly to the point where his tears were rolling down his cheek. He mocked, “Things have come to this stage. Who else do you think will come to your aid? Moreover, we are not somewhere inside the Imperial Capital City. Our Red Moon base is located halfway up Moher Cliff.”“Who told you that I don’t have a backup plan?” Dalton narrowed his eyes. Instantly, powerful confidence emanated from his body.Dub-dub-dub-dub-dub-dub!!!The sound made by a helicopter propeller, which was constantly rotating in the air, reverberated and reached somewhere e

“Almost twenty years have passed,” said the War Emperor, Silas Regulus.He gently stroked the Regulus Lance in his hand as if he were caressing a priceless treasure that he fancied very much.“While serving as the Lord of Six Doors for all these years, it’s been exhausting thinking of ways to secure my power through civil means. The truth is, I’ve always dreamed of conquering the world using force.”Spinning the Regulus Lance, Silas pointed its tip at Andraste Cheever.He chided, “Old troll, don’t you blame the old madman and me for pairing up and bullying you today. You should just blame yourself for doing all those wicked things.”“Wahahaha,” Andraste laughed out loud.In fact, who hadn’t been looking forward to this battle for a long time?“No sh*t! The only thing left for us to do at this point is to fight. It’s still hard to tell who will come out victorious. Let’s all give our best.”As soon as he spoke those words, Andraste slashed the glaive in his hand at War Emperor a