He glared at Zeke, “Williams, I’ve raised my expectations of you, but it seems that I’ve still underestimated you. You
have earned the right to be an enemy of Tulle.”
Zeke scoffed, “Sorry, you don’t have the right to be my enemy.”
Outrageous!
Conseal gritted his teeth, “Do you think you’ve already won? Well, you’re wrong!”
Zeke shrugged, “Quit your yammering. My time is precious, so I don’t have time to waste on you. Go ahead and use
whatever tricks you have left.”
“Very well then. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish! Come in!” Conseal smirked.
Right then, the door was kicked open, and four thin men barged in. They blocked the windows and doors to prevent
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZeke from escaping!
Though they were all thin, all four of them were as strong as Conseal.
Zeke was furious, “You guys are from Tulle as well? Why did I only receive the application for Conseal to enter
Eurasia but not the four of you?”
There were only two possibilities. One, Bloodthirsty Wolf did not tell him about the other four. Two, these four men
had not applied to enter and had simply snuck into Eurasia.
He glared at Zeke, “Williams, I’ve raised my expectations of you, but it seems that I’ve still underestimated you. You
have earned the right to be an enemy of Tulle.”
Overall, the latter was more likely.
All mercenaries who enter Eurasia without permission shall die, including those from Tulle!
Thus, at that point of time, Zeke had already set his mind on killing the four of them.
Pfft! Conseal burst into laughter, “You weren’t notified that they’d be coming to Eurasia? Do you think you’re the
leader of Tulle? Why should we report our movement to you? You’re right, though. The four of them have not
applied to enter Eurasia because the Great Marshal has banned all five of us from being in Eurasia at the same
time. Do you know the reason why?”
Zeke nodded, “I know.”
Conseal smirked, “You sure know a lot. The five of us are the Tulle Terrors. We’ve learned the fifth move of Ammo
Needles from the Great Marshal himself, Heaven’s Wrath! If all five of us use Heaven’s Wrath together, no one
other than the Great Marshal can survive it. Brat, unless you’re on the Great Marshal’s level, you’re dead!”
Zeke scoffed, “Is that so? Back then, I taught you this move in hopes that you’d use it to help others and treat
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏminjuries. I didn’t expect you to use it to kill... It was my oversight. But it doesn’t really matter now because I’ll be
killing all of you to correct my mistake.”
The Tulle Terrors burst into laughter. This man hinted that he was the leader of Tulle, and now he’s saying that he’s
the Great Marshal. Is he schizophrenic?
Just then, Conseal roared, “Enough talk! I’ll give you two options. Enter!”
Conrad walked into the room holding an urn filled with ashes.
He glared spitefully at Zeke, “Williams, we meet again. I wanted to get my brother to kill you, but he said you were
a man and wanted to let you die in a dignified manner. Please cherish this opportunity.”
He placed the urn in front of Zeke and commanded, “Kill yourself to apologize to my son, Ryker. Otherwise, I’ll get
my brother to sever your limbs and throw them into this urn to bury with my son. Then, I’ll torture you to death!”
Zeke inhaled, “I present you with two options as well. One, the Tulle Terrors are to commit suicide, and you are to
hand me ownership of the Lewis family. Two, I’ll kill the Tulle Terrors myself, and you’ll still have to hand the Lewis
family over to me.”