Chapter 332 - 332: Three in a Group, Nine in a Formation

Chapter 332: Three in a Group, Nine in a Formation

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

A white-haired old man in a suit and black shoes appeared on the scene like a ghost.

Everyone from the Flitwick family was in awe.

“Father!” Timothy Flitwick said.

“If Duke Lowe were to interfere in a battle between martial artists, he would be punished according to the laws of the country.

“If we follow the old rules, then both sides will decide who is stronger based on their strength. We will decide the winner and the loser, as well as life and death!”

Two simple sentences were two solutions.

Dominic Lowe was the duke of a generation. He was high and mighty, the head of the dukes.

If he interfered, he would be dealt with according to the laws of the country!

Old Man Zito killed his way into the capital for no reason. He should be killed for his crimes.

If Dominic did not intervene, tonight would be a battle between martial artists. There would not be so many rules. The strong would live, and the weak would die!

Victory and defeat, life and death.

This was a principle that had never changed since ancient times.

Dominic’s face was dark. This troublesome matter was all tangled up.

If he wanted to stop them, he had to use his strength to force both sides to stop.

Most importantly, the old man from the Flitwick family was a figure from the same era as Dominic.

He was not weak!

Old Man Zito was not a good person either.

Dominic sighed and opened his mouth.

Before he could say anything.

Old Man Zito made his move!

Tonight was a night of murder for him.

Since Old Man Zito had come, he had no intention of returning to Preston alive.

Therefore, Old Man Zito attacked in an instant. The three-foot-long iron sword in his hand was really powerful.

Sword intent surged out and swept across the lawn.

The strong grass was bent over by the strong wind. The old man in the suit from the Flitwick family had a cold look in his eyes. How could he be someone who would sit still and wait for death? He instantly attacked.

The two ninth-level kings clashed.

The fluctuations were extremely great!

An invisible force was released, and the surrounding lawn exploded into large pits, sending soil flying everywhere.

The battle instantly erupted.

Cesar Lichtman took a step forward and released his powerful aura.

Seventh -level king!

This old man had previously deceived Logan Hall by saying that he had the strength of a first-level king.

On this night, no one was hiding anything.

He unleashed all his strength.

Timothy, the leader of a powerful family, brazenly welcomed them.

The battle erupted on the spot. Dominic was furious and reprimanded them, “Impudent!”

“Duke Lowe, why are you so agitated?”

Westley Hader chuckled, his temperament calm.

Such a huge incident had happened in the manor of the Flitwick family, but he, the governor, seemed to have turned a blind eye.

Dominic’s nose almost crooked from anger. He shouted coldly, “The governor office is responsible for the safety of the capital. Martial artists causing trouble is within the scope of your governor office’s responsibilities.”

“Of course, I understand. I’m here personally. There’s no need for Duke Lowe to worry about the matters of the governor office!” Westley stood at the side with his hands behind his back. “You’re chasing me away?” Dominic was slightly stunned.

“I wouldn’t dare!”

Westley replied indifferently.

Suddenly, Dominic seemed to understand that as long as he made a move, Westley would definitely stop him.

However, Westley said indifferently, “Martial artists who cause trouble in the capital will be killed without mercy!”

“Yes sir!”

Tristan Yandell and Nico Yates moved in a flash.

The two deputy governors suddenly joined the battlefield.

Next, Dominic exploded with anger.

The arrival of the governor office was clearly adding fuel to the fire.

Tristan and the others attacked and killed the martial artists of the Flitwick family, ignoring Old Man Zito and Ernest Lanford.

This bias was too obvious!

Timothy and Ernest were engaged in a fierce battle. Timoty laughed in extreme anger. “The impudence of the governor office! Tonight, I want to see what the governor office and these two old dogs can do to me!”

It was not the raging wind howling in the forest.

Instead, Westley and the others were clearly biased toward Old Man Zito and Ernest.

The two deputy governors were targeting the people of the Flitwick family!

This was too much!

However, in the manor, a group of strong troops arrived on horseback.

The Fourth Master of the northern army, Laird Xenos, had finally arrived with the cavalry of the Northern King.

Laird indifferently said, “Tonight, who would dare touch the people of the north?

“On the orders of the commander, kill the Flitwick family.”

Laird held the Ice Spear and jumped off his horse. He joined the battlefield with killing intent, targeting the martial artists of the Flitwick family.

Such a large family did not lack martial artists!

With their deep foundations, they had nurtured generations of martial artists.

A marquis of the Flitwick family charged out of the crowd to fight Laird.

Facing the Ice Spear, the cold light pierced through the chest and heart of this sixth-level marquis of the Flitwick family, killing him on the spot. Behind Laird, the seventy-two cavalrymen brazenly entered the battlefield.

These were the seventy-two northern army War Gods!

The battle erupted on the spot.

The War God level figure of the Flitwick family was unable to withstand a single strike from the cavalry.

A family could nurture tens of War Gods.

In an instant, they were all killed by the Northern King’s cavalry.

Even Dominic was shocked by the fierceness of the cavalry. Both sides were War Gods.

Then, something even more shocking happened.

An old man in his sixties dashed out of the villa of the Flitwick family. He burst forth with strength under his feet and charged into the cavalrymen at an extremely fast speed.

There were many martial artists hidden in the Flitwick family.

Now, it was gradually being exposed.

The sixty-year-old man was a marquis. He could see the strength of the cavalry. When facing a War God of the same level, the combat strength he displayed was swift and fierce, killing him on the spot.

Tonight, the Flitwick family had suffered a great loss!

The sixty-year-old man charged forward, his withered hands like chicken claws. His palm landed on the sword of a cavalryman.

Bang!

The cavalryman was knocked back more than ten meters. The powerful force left a deep ditch on the grass.

Seeing this scene, the seventy-two War Gods were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

It was as if to such experts who had been through hundreds of battles. They were not afraid at all.

At the same time, another five or six black figures dashed out from the villas of the Flitwick family. Without exception, they were all the elders of the branch family of the Flitwick family.

A family that had been passed down for hundreds of years; the foundation accumulated by generations.

It was indeed deep!

The people hiding were all senior marquises.

The six marquis-level martial artists charged toward the cavalry.

Westley’s eyes turned cold. He would not watch his brothers die in the hands of these old men from the Flitwick family.

Immediately after, Westley was shocked.

The seventy-two cavalrymen faced the seven marquises. Someone said in a hoarse voice, “Kill them all with the military sword formation!”

“Yes, sir!”

The other cavalrymen said in a low voice.

After the seven old men of the Flitwick family had arrived, the seventy-two cavalrymen formed the northern army sword formation.

Three by three system!

Three people in a group, nine people in a formation.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Three cavalries unsheathed their swords and took the initiative to meet the sixty-year-old man head on.

Two of them took the lead, the cold swords were like black lights, attacking from the left and right.

Everything happened in an instant.

The speed of a War God level character was over 30 meters per second.

With such speed, if an ordinary person stood there, it would be like watching a horror movie. They would not be able to see anything clearly and would only feel countless black shadows flashing by..