God Of War Dad

Enough! This was really enough!

Over seventy Complete Stage cultivators eyed them covetously. If Sean gave an order, they definitely had the ability to slaughter all those hundreds of royal guards and border cultivators. Even just Sean alone would be sufficient to behead Lord Snow and Lord Fisher!

Therefore, if a fight broke out, death would be inevitable!

So if not now, when else could they flee?

Boom! Shocked, Lord Snow made a decisive judgement. The powerful Bright Energy in his core erupted completely without any reservation. However, he was not trying to fight Sean. Instead, he stamped his feet fiercely and flew up into the air. His entire body was like a white meteor, tearing through the black night sky and leaving behind a white blurry afterimage as he desperately fled in the opposite direction from Sean.

“Run!” As he took flight, Lord Snow yelled, “Escape on your own, survivors meet at the usual place!!!”

Obviously, Lord Snow was speaking to the cultivators under him that he had brought from the border.

“Want to run?” Sean had expected this, so the moment Lord Snow took flight, he also moved. His body seemed to teleport as he leapt several dozen meters with each step, directly chasing after Lord Snow while yelling, “Surrenderers will be spared. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!!!”

The voice was like thunder, resonating throughout the imperial city and piercing eardrums, making hearts tremble!

This was meant for the White Army led by Spring, the Hall of Swords members led by Ernest Mason and Karen Smith, as well as the hundreds of royal guards and border cultivators!

It was both an order and a warning. Surrender and live. Resist and die.

The moment his voice faded, Lord Snow and Sean had already charged out of the imperial city at lightning speed, disappearing from everyone’s sight into the vast night.

Lord Snow fled alone???

Damn! Then what about us? How do we escape?

The over seventy Complete Stage cultivators surrounded by them, the stupefied royal guards in the middle felt hopeless. Lord Snow had told them to escape on their own, but Sean said resistors would be killed. What the f*ck should they listen to???

“Fight our way out!!!”

Unlike the royal guards, the cultivators brought by Lord Snow and Lord Fisher from the border did not hesitate at all. Even in a hopeless situation, even at the risk of certain death, they still possessed the courage to fight to the death. They chose the path of death before dishonor!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

With a roar, dozens of figures instantly charged out from the crowd in the next moment, wielding cold blades, trying to fight their way to freedom. The White Army and Hall of Swords members blocking them clashed with these border cultivators.

In an instant, the sounds of slaughter rang out as dark energy flew wildly!

Seeing this scene, the royal guards were even more horrified, with numb scalps and thumping hearts. After much hesitation, they finally threw down their weapons and surrendered obediently, not daring to resist like those border cultivators!

They had no choice!

Those border cultivators were brought by Lord Snow and Lord Fisher from the border. Even if they escaped, they could at least find Lord Snow and meet at the “usual place”, or return to the border!

As for these royal guards? Their duty was to guard the imperial city. Now with King Roscoe dead and the imperial city in chaos, where could they escape to? They did not have any Bright Realm cultivators like Lord Snow they could follow, nor did they know where this “usual place” Lord Snow mentioned was!

Therefore, facing the enormous threat of death, they simply had no reason or motivation to fight desperately!

Surrendering might give them a chance to live!

Splurt!

As things progressed to this point, the most miserable one was still Lord Fisher. Elated by breaking through to the Bright Realm earlier, his mind had been muddled and he had become overly confident, choosing to duel Sean alone. As a result, Sean had punched him into a pile of mush, leaving him seriously injured and unable to get up. As a dignified Bright Realm cultivator, he could now only lie there helplessly spewing blood!

How lamentable!

Damn! This was a typical case of courting disaster by showing off! If Lord Fisher was not injured, he could have fled with Lord Snow in opposite directions. With just one person, Sean could only chase one of them. At least one of them would have successfully escaped!

“It was you!”

A white figure flashed as Spring appeared before Lord Fisher, looking down at him. “You captured your own clansmen and refined them, making use of their royal bloodline to activate the Soul Devouring Array to advance to the Bright Realm?”

Approaching the Bright Realm, Lord Fisher naturally saw through Spring’s strength with one glance. Hearing her words, he thought Spring had some connection with the royal clan, so he quickly shook his head. “No… it wasn’t me!”

“It was Luna Porter who came up with the plan. Lord Snow and I were the ones who captured the people…”

“Also, it was Lord Snow who ambushed King Roscoe and Luna Porter who tormented him to death. I didn’t do anything, I only… only borrowed the Soul Devouring Array after Lord Snow successfully advanced to the Bright Realm…”

With those words, he directly pushed all the responsibility onto Luna Porter and Lord Snow, exempting himself and appearing completely innocent!

Clearly, Lord Fisher was worried that Spring would take revenge for King Roscoe and those refined clansmen by taking his life!

“Is that so?” Spring’s brows twitched as she coldly sneered, “Are you certain you weren’t the mastermind and didn’t kill anyone personally?”

Lord Fisher nodded his head rapidly. “Yes, I’m certain!”

“I’m certain!”

However, the moment his voice faded, Spring lifted her leg and stomped on his chest. Killing intent surged between her brows as she coldly said, “Then… you should die!”

“Huh???” Lord Fisher’s heart shuddered violently. He was stomped until he could barely breathe and struggled to say, “My words are all true. Lady, if you do not believe, you can ask Lord Snow when General Wolf captures him back. If there is the slightest falsehood, I will gladly die!!!”

In order to live, Lord Fisher tried his best!

What a pity! What a pity! His cleverness had backfired!

He had misunderstood the situation.

“I believe your words,” Spring’s brows twitched as she coldly said, “So you should die even more!”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

She increased her strength as her tone turned icy cold. “The royal clansmen were vicious and cruel, they all deserve death and everyone should execute them!”

“But you!”

“You clearly had the strength and opportunity to kill them yet did not act. This shows you are surely not a good person either and are just the same kind as them, not any decent folk!!!”

Splurt!

Blood sprayed from Lord Fisher’s mouth the moment Spring finished speaking!

He sprayed blood again!

But this time, it wasn’t from Spring’s stomp. Rather… he was shocked into spewing blood by Spring’s words!

What the hell?

Damn! Just what the hell was going on???

From Spring’s words, it seemed she did have some connection with the royal clan. But it was not a friendly connection as Lord Fisher had imagined. Instead, there was enmity!

So… not killing the royal clansmen would only incur Spring’s hatred, while killing them would gain her protection and a chance at life???

The heavens toyed with people! This was truly the heavens toying with people!

Damn! Old Man in the Heavens, please stop messing with me okay? If I had known earlier, I would have readily admitted to being the one who captured and killed them!

“Lady, please listen to me…” Lord Fisher understood the situation halfway through spewing blood. He wanted to explain while spewing blood, but his blood happened to spatter onto Spring’s snow white clothes, immediately angering her. Too lazy to listen to his nonsense, she directly kicked him flying with one foot and coldly snorted, “You have lost the chance to explain!”

Thus, before Lord Fisher could finish speaking, his entire body was kicked and sent flying like a fired cannonball. He flew several meters before landing on the ninety-five jade stone steps in front of the Hall of Throne. Then, he tumbled down the steps like a ball!

Rolling down while screaming wretchedly!

Still spewing blood!

It was miserable! Simply gruesome!

A while later, after rolling down the steps and being battered by their edges, Lord Fisher’s whole body ached. It felt like his bones were dislocated as his injuries worsened and he spewed mouthful after mouthful of blood. After spewing so many times, he was nearly drained dry!

“Lady, I really…”

After stopping, Lord Fisher’s blood-covered face and blurred gaze looked at Spring’s white figure still standing at the palace entrance. Mustering his last bit of strength, he wanted to grasp this final chance for himself, but this time, Spring did not stop him. To his grief, he realized he no longer even had the strength to speak!

His eyelids flipped as he fainted on the spot!

However, in the moment before fainting, two lines of hot tears uncontrollably flowed from Lord Fisher’s eyes, wetting his temples and mixing with the blood. In his mind, he silently thought: damn it, I didn’t check the almanac before going out today, I really am out of luck…

Five minutes!

The chaos in front of the Hall of Throne lasted less than five minutes before all the cultivators brought by Lord Snow and Lord Fisher from the border were slaughtered!

Not a single person succeeded in escaping!

Not a single person survived!

On the White Army and Hall of Swords side, with everyone at the Complete Stage and also occupying an enormous numerical advantage of two or even three against one, almost no one was killed, with only a few minor injuries!

This scene caused the royal guards to shiver and sweat profusely. As horror surged in their hearts, they could not help feeling secretly glad: damn! How savage! Too f*cking savage! Fortunately I didn’t choose to flee just now, otherwise those border cultivators’ corpses would surely be our fate!!!

At this time, in the imperial sleeping palace, Luna Porter held Sean Porter as she stood at the window watching everything happening outside. Her previously confident face was now filled with despair!

“Failed?” An barely audible murmur escaped Luna Porter’s lips. “Even with both Lord Snow and Lord Fisher advancing to the Bright Realm, they still can’t kill Sean?”

“Useless!”

“Truly useless!”

“It seems for the next period of time, I can only continue to endure, continue lurking, and pretend to be crazy…”

With Lord Snow and Lord Fisher’s defeat, Sean had displayed unparalleled mighty strength and astonishing connections. It could be said this imperial city was now under Sean’s control!

As for Luna Porter… she had thought about fleeing amidst the chaos but did not do so. Firstly, there were too many Complete Stage cultivators brought by Sean so she was afraid she could not escape. She was also afraid Sean would kill her upon discovering she was only pretending to be crazy!

Secondly, like those royal guards, she was now alone with the newborn infant. Where else could she flee to after leaving the imperial city?

Regret!

She now felt some regret!

If she had known Sean’s potential was so great, his strength so powerful, his network so extensive, she should not have put on an act when capturing Sean in the provincial city back then. She should have consummated their fake marriage and gotten rid of King Roscoe’s child to conceive Sean’s flesh and blood instead!

Just imagine!

If the child in her embrace right now was Sean’s instead of King Roscoe’s, Sean might not bear to kill her even now. Then, if she had truly born a son for Sean, wouldn’t she be thoroughly bound to him???

It was clear now that compared to Sean, King Roscoe was simply a pile of shit!

For the sake of foolish love, Luna Porter had missed an excellent opportunity that would likely never come again. She claimed to be unmatched in scheming, yet this was the first time she felt she had made the wrong move, taken the wrong path, chosen the wrong side and the wrong man!

One must know, five years ago, she, Luna Porter, had been Sean’s rightful fiancée!

The heavens toyed with people! Right now, Luna Porter felt the same as Lord Fisher – one wrong move led to endless mistakes, one misstep caused total loss!

Whoosh!

Soon, the sound of tearing air rang out as Sean returned after chasing away Lord Snow. Lord Snow was being carried in his hand, seemingly heavily injured with his body, face and white hair covered in shocking red blood stains. His aura was feeble, half-dead, like a wet chicken or mud dog. Where was the unworldly temperament of a transcendent expert from before?

“General!” Spring walked up and respectfully said to Sean, “Those who tried to escape have all been executed, not a single one slipped away!”

“Mm, very good!” Sean nodded, carrying Lord Snow over to the unconscious Lord Fisher and casually tossing him over.

Bang! Being smashed by Lord Snow, the fainted Lord Fisher was forcibly jolted awake. As he slowly opened his eyes and saw the wretched Lord Snow, the two locked eyes with each other. Seeing the messy injuries and blood stains on each other, the atmosphere instantly became indescribably awkward!

Before Sean appeared, they had both advanced to the Bright Realm successively and were in high spirits.

Damn! Yet in the blink of an eye, it was all for naught!

“Lo… Lord Snow!” Lord Fisher’s strength had recovered a little after fainting briefly. He struggled to speak, “Didn’t expect to see each other again so soon…”

Splurt! Hearing this, Lord Snow reacted just like Lord Fisher previously by uncontrollably spewing a mouthful of old blood all over Lord Fisher’s face!

Damn you! With injuries this serious, you still want to pour salt on my wounds? Do you have no shame?

“Mr. Mason!” Tim Lewis walked over and asked, “What should we do with these people?”

Indeed, what should be done with them?

In an instant, Lord Snow, Lord Fisher, the surrendered royal guards – all of them tensed up, held their breaths, and looked towards Sean simultaneously!

At this moment, their lives were in Sean’s hands. With one word from Sean, he could directly decide their life or death!