Chapter 50

Chapter 50

George fell into silence. Hundreds of Quiet word cultists had already surrounded his villa, and the three-grade flying knife relics could no longer be useful.

The cigarette fell to the ground, George stomped it out with his foot, and expressionlessly picked up the black umbrella next to him on the sofa. In fact, it wasnt only an umbrella but also a weapon he had trusted for years. A superior family members skull was used as the raw material for the umbrella frame.

He stared at his former friend.

Is that so? But you are very wrong because Im not the same person as you.

Hundreds of gray-robed men had surrounded the villa, each one expressionless and silent.

Next instant, the lone villa in the darkness suddenly burst into flames.

George, holding the second blade in his right hand and the black umbrella in his left, jumped out of the second-floor window with wounds all over his body.

The fire burned beside him, George didnt look back, but he started complaining as soon as he landed.

I was assigned this house, I cant afford to buy it myself.

He saw a dozen cultists surrounding the back of the villa, after seeing him they began to chant a spell, and the invisible force in the air began to tremble slightly.

George quickly opened the black umbrella, and the equipment made from the skulls of the superior family instantly made the unknown invisible technique vanish.

In the next instant, he had already rushed in front of a group of cultists, and the second blade in his hand slid lightly across their bodies at a very rapid pace, the blade was extremely precise, like an extremely delicate operation.

Second Blade-Absolute Death.

Several cultists immediately fell down, instantly losing all their breath of life.

Even though the effect of Must Hit Target prevented the flying knife from being used as a flying knife, the mysterious relic could still be used as a melee weapon in the near war.

The effect of the third blade was an absolute hit, which had no advantage as a melee weapon.

The first blade, which costs a lot, had the effect of Absolute Banishment, which was extremely restraining to extraterrestrials. But for enemies without the concept of immortality, its threat level was no different from that of the second blade.

So he used the second blade as a melee weapon.

George, like an unstoppable humanoid monster, quickly pierced through the cultists, and no one was able to stop him.

On the other hand, the cultists began to panic due to his manic-level attack.

But George was expressionless, just breaking through the city in the rain.

As long as he could escape to a place with a large number of buildings, he could rely on his agility to wander and even break his enemies one by one.

Once again, Yare appeared in front of him blocking his path.

Having no choice he stopped in his track and looked at the man in front of him silently.

It seemed if he wanted to leave then he had to get past him, but there was no way.

He sensed that Yare had set up some kind of invisible art in front of him. Even though he couldnt tell the exact effect, it was clear that it was bound to be a wide-ranging trap.

If he go further, he would be attacked by invisible techniques, and if he tried to avoid it, then he would be entangled by Yare.

At this moment, a large number of cultists surrounded him, and each cultist stared at him.

Here Yare ambushed another group of people.

It seemed like he was cornered into Dead end.

George knew very well, that at the end of the day he was still a mortal, not a monster. The mortal body had its own limit, it could not withstand the damage of a large number of invisible art.

Even if you managed to escape from Beland, the Quiet Word would no longer have a foothold in the second continent.

He just thought it in his mind but did not say it.

There was no need to talk to the man in front of him anymore.

In the earphone, Andy was shouting frantically, asking him to hold on for ten more minutes, just ten minutes.

But George knew the result was likely to be in the next moment.

Its noisy.

He frowned, took off his earphones, and calmly looked into the sky.

The Anti-Magic Bureau A-level investigators none of them could live in peace, neither die in bed.

It was just a very common ending.

He scratched his hair and said languidly, At least when I die, there are still people who remember me, and I can remember many others, so its not bad.

George picked up the headphones in his hand and finally said, Andy, help me tell Su Ling not to seek revenge on that man.

He was silent for a while and added: Tell her find a chance to quit the anti-magic bureau and be an ordinary person, study, go to school, she still has a chance Theres more to come, and its good to be a country mouse.

With that, George crumpled the earphones in his hand.

Have you finished your last words? You dont want your partner to go the old way?

Yare laughed cruelly, You are indeed right, once you become an A-class investigator you cant end well, And that girl is only experience away from being an A-level investigator.

George didnt answer him again, didnt even look at him, just looked in the direction of Beland.

For decades, he had only one job, to watch over the city.

Yare was a little annoyed, stretched out a hand, and waved it down gently.

Hundreds of cultists, including Yare, attacked at the same time. No matter how powerful George was in the end he was still a mortal just a body of flesh and blood who relies on relics to fight.

George once again picked up the black umbrella and laughed.

He did not give up fighting.

The battle lasted for a long time.

The entire villa was razed to the ground, and no life could be seen within 500 meters.

In the end, the Quiet Word lost two-thirds of its followers, and Yare, the mastermind of the murder, was nearly killed.

They accomplished their goal this time by a fluke.

All participants were terrified.

As of now, the vanguard troops sent by Quiet Word to Beland have been almost wiped out.

Yare had thought that everything would be over soon, but he did not expect that George still possessed a very frightening combat power despite the open area and the inability to use the relics properly.

George, not bad for you

Yare talked to himself, reminiscing about Georges power, and he couldnt help but admire him from the bottom of his heart.

Now he was fleeing from the outskirts of Beland to the nearest port, leaving Nolan by waterway.