“What’s happening at Cloudgate Mountain?”
In a red Ferrari driving towards Northview, Layla saw the sky above Cloudgate Mountain filled with dark clouds, from which thunder rumbled, and the air carried a scent of blood, prompting her to exclaim in surprise.
Elsewhere, the Milky Way stretched vast and clear, but only above Cloudgate Mountain was there a thunderstorm, a phenomenon too abnormal.
“Miss, look, it seems to be people from the Eight Extremities School!” Kimber pointed at a crowd scattering at the foot of Cloudgate Mountain, exclaiming in shock.
“Help! A celestial demon has descended, many people have died, so many people!”
“How can there be such a terrifying person in the world, every step he takes, the brothers near him explode into blood mist, hundreds of them, and they burst without even touching him!”
“My brother is dead, ah… it’s all Maximo’s fault, what celestial being did the old fool offend? It cost my brother his life for nothing!”
Thousands of people in black clothes scampered like rats, their faces filled with terror, screaming continuously.
Layla’s brow furrowed.
A celestial demon has descended?
Exploded into blood mist without being touched?
Has Maximo offended a celestial being?
What’s going on?
Wasn’t he organizing thousands to kill Flynn? What happened?
Four hours ago, she had finished a call with Flynn and hurried towards Niarak.
After settling in investors from Wakasa, she drove to Cloudgate Mountain.
Wasn’t Maximo supposed to have Flynn under his heel, begging her to save his life?
What’s happening now?
Could it be that the celestial being everyone is talking about is Flynn himself?
Flynn takes a step and hundreds explode into blood mist?
It must be at least the Greater Sovereign level!
Impossible!
Even if Flynn trained for a hundred thousand years, he couldn’t become a Greater Sovereign.
But if not, how else could the strange phenomena in the sky above Cloudgate Mountain be explained?
“Drive! Let’s go to the peak of Cloudgate Mountain!” Layla said, her frown deepening as she looked at Cloudgate Mountain a kilometer away.
…….
“I have a few questions for you.”
Flynn’s gaze fell upon him, and Braiden felt as if his soul was grasped in his hand, ready to disintegrate with just a gentle squeeze.
Cold sweat soaked through him repeatedly, his organs trembled, and he lacked even the strength to kneel, collapsing prone to the ground.
The other helmsmen and leaders of several forces also appeared soulless and terrified, kneeling and crying together.
They cried out of despair.
They were all Grandmasters or Semi-Grandmasters, who had seen many important figures.
But they had never encountered someone as powerful as Flynn, someone beyond their reach!
They weren’t qualified!
If Stellan had become a Great Grandmaster, the Wallace family wouldn’t have even seen the grace of a Great Grandmaster without hosting a banquet of three hundred tables!
And now they had offended someone whose strength was at least that of a Greater Sovereign, how could they not be utterly terrified?
“Mr. Clark, I am willing to offer ninety percent of Swanson’s Group’s wealth as a tribute, please don’t kill me, I beg you!” Braiden said, his half-face pressed against the ground, shaking like a sieve.
Flynn frowned and coldly said, “Did you not hear what I just said?”
“I… I heard, you said…” Braiden trembled violently, stuttering in response.
“I heard River mention, the piece of Bone Jade sent to Tinley…” Flynn was speaking when suddenly footsteps sounded from behind, and turning his head, he saw a tall man in military uniform ascending the steps, his epaulets adorned with golden foliage and two stars, his face robust and commanding.
The sound of military boots hitting the ground echoed in the deep night, intimidating the onlookers.
“Cruz?” Flynn frowned.
Cruz also paused, his authority slipping away, and quickly turned submissive, running up with a playful and smiling face.
“I was wondering who was being so generous, turns out it’s Mr. Clark!” he chuckled.
“Look at this mess. I’ll take care of Braiden myself, how could I possibly trouble you to intervene? I’m so sorry.”
The military’s investigation results came out last night, and this morning Cruz handed over his duties, taking a military flight to Niarak in the afternoon.
He intended to give Braiden a beating as soon as he landed in Niarak, where he quickly found out Braiden’s whereabouts and immediately set off to confront him.
What he found was a scene from hell: blood and flesh everywhere.
He thought he had encountered some terrible villain, but it turned out to be the King of the Underworld.
“You’re overthinking it,” Flynn said softly. “Braiden and Maximo kidnapped Rose and Scarlet, I came to kill him, what does it have to do with you?”
“Uh…” Cruz almost choked, slapped his forehead, and gave an awkward laugh, “Oh… I see, I misunderstood.”
“Braiden slandered me, accusing me of abusing my power. The military investigated for five or six days before they cleared my name.”
“I had planned to come here and kill this trash, but I didn’t expect he would trouble you.”
“It seems this dog really does deserve to die.”
“What? You’re innocent?” Braiden was taken aback by this revelation.
Cruz, with a stern face, said, “I haven’t been to Niarak for a year, and I’m hardly even friends with Ms. Sharp, why would I help her?”
“Besides, with Mr. Clark’s help, do you really need someone like me?”
“You fucking idiot!”
Cruz was so infuriated that he couldn’t help but curse.
Braiden had fabricated many accusations, forcing Cruz to exhaust himself in response.
The most infuriating part was when Braiden claimed Rose was his woman. When his fiancee found out, she nearly tore Cruz’s face off, making a complete fool of him in the Northern Territory.
As a God of War general, he had never been so wronged in his life.
Given his explosive temper, swearing was within reason.
What?
A God of War calling himself a nobody in front of Flynn?
Cruz was a Great Grandmaster with the rank of major general!
He’s a nobody in front of Flynn?
“You weren’t in Niarak, so who did Layla see at Thodell Mansion?” Braiden asked, eyes wide with shock, hardly believing as he turned to Flynn, seemingly finding his answers.
“You’re not wrong. Cruz has already gifted Thodell Mansion to me. Layla saw me that day,” Flynn said indifferently.
“Boom-”
Hearing this, Braiden’s heart sank, a sense of total despair washed over him.
It was clear now.
Completely clear.
Rose’s rise had nothing to do with Cruz; it was all Flynn’s doing!
Two months ago at the foot of Plenilune Mountain, the one who killed four from the Dark Night Temple was also Flynn!
“A direct descendant of the Callum family framing me, challenging Mr. Clark, how dare you!” Cruz glared at Braiden as if looking at a dead man, shaking his head in disbelief.
Braiden was on the verge of tears.
Cruz was right.
Even Cruz was just a pawn; what was the Swanson family in front of Flynn but a minor player?
Insignificant, like an ant to an elephant, easily crushed with a mere gesture!
But how could he have known Flynn was that powerful?
Truly superhuman.
If he had known, even with a thousand times the courage, he wouldn’t dare provoke him!
Who would have thought that someone dismissed by the Kaur family as worthless, a nobody from prison, could be a true dragon?
Flynn had made countless bold claims, shocking and outrageous.
Everyone thought he was just boastful, seeking attention with his tall tales.
But he actually had the capability!
“Forget it, boss, there’s no use talking so much to a man about to die. I’ll finish him off!” Cruz said, raising his hand to strike.
“Stop! I still have questions for him!” Flynn suddenly called out, about to say something to Braiden, but then his brow furrowed, and he turned to look towards a huge rock a hundred meters down the hill, and shouted:
“Who’s there, come out!”