Chapter 2480 Duel

Is this really a mistake?

Does he really have a chance to correct his mistakes?

Even if he is given a chance, can he really do it?

The maker, Luke, is a true apostle with the power of an apostle. Even in ancient times, he was a terrifying and powerful man who was difficult to deal with and a living disaster.

During the period of goblin rule, the apostles have risen to the top level of disaster. Apart from the goblin royal family who possess artifacts and can activate their own blood, who else can truly fight against them?

Unless he becomes a chess piece and is manipulated by that woman, he may still be able to fight, but the ending after that, don't even think about it, it must be extremely tragic.

Chess pieces have always been unable to end well.

"Father, have you ever thought about recycling the bodies of those people?"

"Do you have any idea?" Master Dewey asked.

"Yes, but you may have to take some risks."

"Will it endanger your life?" Master Dewey asked again.

"Yes" I said without thinking.

"I don't agree," Master Dewey said in a serious tone: "I can't involve my son in order to recover the body!"

"You're taking it too seriously, adoptive father," I explained, "I still have at least half a chance of surviving."

"But there's a chance you'll die!" Master Dewey emphasized.

"Only half, isn't it?" I pretended to be relaxed: "And my luck has always been good."

"I won't allow it! You are playing with fire!" Master Dewey emphasized his tone, just like a parent warning his children not to get close to poisonous snakes.

"Father, you have your responsibilities, and I have mine. Regardless of goblins or dwarves, the reason why they respect you, believe in you, and even obey orders completely without any doubt is not just because you single-handedly created the most glorious city in history. business empire, but because you follow your words and never give up any opportunity to benefit the people. On this point, I also admire you very much."

Taking a deep breath, I said solemnly: "I am honored to be your adopted son. While enjoying all the glory, I often worry about what I should do to be worthy of every ounce of glory I enjoy. Now , I finally figured it out.”

"I'm not good at business, I don't understand scientific research, and I don't have much education, but I have an adventurous spirit and good strength. What I can do is use this strength to do what I can, for example, Bring back the lost bodies of the martyrs as completely as possible.”

"Father, as you said, you have to take responsibility for your own mistakes, so please let me take on this responsibility and let me correct it on your behalf."

Silence, like a sudden hailstorm, instantly brought the atmosphere to its lowest point.

After a long time.

"Have you planned to do this from the beginning?"

"Yes, foster father."

"Can you tell me the real reason?" Master Dewey's voice suddenly became weak and old: "As a father and son, I want to hear what's in your heart."

"I just don't want the people to be disappointed in us." After a pause, I continued: "I want to fulfill my promise. Our promise."

After a long time, he sighed: "Okay, go ahead as you go, I will dispatch you."

"There is no need to send anyone," I said solemnly, "It's best for me to do this kind of thing myself."

"Alas."

Master Dewey hung up the call without saying anything else.

He already acquiesced to my idea.

Sleepless night.

In the early morning of the next day, I anxiously climbed out of bed and went to the yard to practice my sword.

At first, his sword skills were sound and decent, a bit like morning exercises. But as he became more and more upset and agitated, murderous intent emerged from his body unconsciously, and his sword skills instantly became sharp and erratic, shocking the waiter. The guards fled out of the front yard and closed the doors for fear of endangering themselves.

The sword light flashed faster and faster, and the killing intent became stronger and stronger. Soon, there was the sound of shattering rubble in the ears, and the hard marble tiles were cut into pieces.

As the sword skills became more erratic and the killing intent became more and more wild, a manic power surged from his chest, like boiling hot water. Keep bumping the lid.

After a long roar, manic power came out of the body, directly triggering the Raptor's Sky-Breaking Slash.

Guided by the phantom of the dragon head, my figure kept hurtling in the front yard.

The precious flowers turned into powder in an instant, the expensive porcelain turned into crumbs after the strong wind, and some jade hangings could not bear the abuse of the strong wind, and fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

This is simply a natural demolition skill!

While venting my annoyance to my heart's content, I said silently.

The strength ends and the shadow disappears.

Taking a big breath of air, he looked around and saw that the whole courtyard was in a mess, as if it was a natural disaster.

He walked towards the room and left a message at the same time: "Come here, clean up."

I went back to the room, took a bath, changed my clothes, and lay on the bed refreshed.

This morning exercise finally relieved me of all the depression in my heart and gave me a refreshing morning.

To be honest, I’ve been under a lot of pressure lately!

Since the poisoning incident has been traced without a trace, and the apostle has been revived, maybe the woman who persecuted the apostle will come to Zephyr Continent at some time. If by then, I am not strong enough and have no chance of blood, then I won’t wait. Are you being played as a chess piece and applauded!

I hate being treated as a pawn, and I hate being played with even more, as if I were a puppet. No, puppets are all bright and beautiful, or to put it more bluntly, they are fools.

Should we take a more extreme approach?

Although torture to extract confessions is inhumane, in many cases it is the best way to solve troubles.

Do you want to take it out and use it?

Or, escort the waiter back to the imperial capital and have Boss Ren personally interrogate him?

No, this is not only risky, but also very troublesome.

Once noticed by the people behind the scenes, they will most likely escape somewhere else. It is easy to find a clue. If they cannot make good use of it, wouldn't it be a waste of these excellent assassins?

After struggling for a long time, he sighed.

Anyway, if you wait a little longer, you might get unexpected results.

The extra manpower sent by Boss Ren arrived at noon the next day. This batch of assassins seemed less indifferent than the previous batch. They were full of curiosity about many things, and they also had smiles on their faces from time to time. When facing me, he also acted quite relaxed, a little less serious and a little more frivolous.

But obviously, this move was not in line with the assassin captain's wishes. The serious and indifferent captain punished the ones who jumped out the most on the spot.

The method of punishment is also very special. It is not simply corporal punishment or verbal insult, but a battle.

The assassin captain fought them one-on-one with a single dagger.

The result is obvious. How can flesh-and-blood people defeat ruthless assassins who are like killing machines? A group of young assassins with out-of-touch personalities were chopped to pieces by the captain. Although their lives were not in danger, they were still in an extremely embarrassing state.

At this point, all the assassins were convinced. They all stood in a line with serious expressions and correct attitudes, like a mighty regular army.