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Chapter 1044: Chapter 1044: Are the Teeth Hard Enough?
Truman Ridge had lived for several decades, already at the age where his neck was buried in the yellow soil.
But never had he been as joyful as today.
To witness with his own eyes his enemy being killed, even if it was once his benefactor.
His heart was filled with immense satisfaction.
"Julius Reed, do you regret it? Had you known this day would come, why act as you did at the outset!"
The clansman from the Ridge Family at the very front, full of confidence, pointed at Julius Reed and loudly cursed, "To die, yet you can’t die in peace!"
"Is that so?"
Julius Reed stopped in front of him and smiled as he asked, "How can you be so sure, that I will die?"
The sudden confidence of the Ridge Family clansman took him by surprise for a moment.
"Master Leocadia takes action, and you still think you can live? A cooked duck that’s still tough-mouthed!"
The man donned the hood of his raincoat over his head, boasting proudly, "Wait until you explode and perish, just don’t splatter blood on me!"
He had seen it with his own eyes when the willow tree burst!
"All under the heavens will die."
Julius Reed said indifferently, "But I, will not."
Having said that, he patted the shoulder of the Ridge Family clansman, then continued walking towards Truman Ridge.
Thud!
The first step was taken.
The Ridge Family clansman behind him fell to the ground, bleeding from every orifice.
Sudden death!
"What’s going on?"
The Ridge Family clansmen were first startled, then looked towards Frances Leocadia in the distance.
Grandmaster Leocadia, who had just appeared sage-like and noble, now needed support from Trent Marsh and Silvio Reed, barely able to stand.
"Could it be..."
Truman Ridge’s heart skipped a beat in shock!
Could it be that not even an Immortal’s disciple could handle Julius Reed?
"Stop him!"
Truman Ridge shouted loudly.
However, by then the Ridge Family clansmen had already been frightened out of their wits, who would dare go and court death?
"Truman Ridge, I granted you a chance. But, you truly did not cherish it."
Julius Reed stood less than three meters in front of him, looking at Truman Ridge in his raincoat, "Had it not been for me, your Ridge Family might not have any descendants now. In chaotic times of war, I granted your family many generations of wealth. Now, I decide to take it back."
He slowly lifted his hand.
But just at that moment, Truman Ridge fiercely backed away, and said viciously, "Julius Reed, do you really think, that’s my only ace up the sleeve?"
"Oh?"
Julius Reed chuckled lightly, his interest piqued instead.
"Thirty years ago, I took in a Demon King. Now, he will be put to good use!"
Truman Ridge said viciously, "Kill him, and I grant you your freedom!"
Clang!
There was a sound of chains, coming from the very back.
The Ridge Family clansmen stepped aside.
They saw a disheveled old man, his feet and hands all shackled in chains.
When he raised his head, the Ridge Family clansmen felt a chill down their spines.
What was this if not human?
He was simply a Devil!
The old man’s half face had already disappeared, exposing the gruesome bone beneath.
And the other half was not any better.
With a look, just like a Devil.
"Mr. Ridge, thirty years of grace, today I suppose I have repaid you."
The old man slowly raised a hand, pointing at Julius Reed, "Will you do it yourself, or shall I do you in?"
The raspy voice, as if a specter from hell had come to claim a life, was chilling to the bone!
"Playing the supernatural."
Could Julius Reed have an adversary?
Even if he truly had one, it was not this old man before him.
While the strength was not bad, the gap compared to his own was immense.
"Have you ever heard..." the old man began, but then simply laughed and said, "At your age, how could you possibly have heard. Never mind, I’ll make the move, give you a quick end!"
He dragged the heavy chains, step by step towards Julius Reed.
The next moment!
Whoosh!
The old man turned into a shadow, dashing forward!
The overly curious Ridge Family clansmen, craning their necks to watch,
Accidentally brushed by the shadow and were immediately cut into two.
Clang!
A spark flew.
The old man steadied his stance, with a hint of surprise, "What kind of weapon is that?"
His chain had hit a solid object.
Without inflicting the slightest harm on the opponent.
Julius Reed lifted his arm, glanced at the Rolex on his wrist and said indifferently, "A gift from a friend, didn’t expect it to be quite sturdy."
This Rolex was a gift from Terry Moore.
It was said to be a specially customized model.
Julius Reed never paid it much mind, wearing it on his wrist after receiving it.
He hadn’t expected the timepiece to be so resilient from the impact just now.
"You’ve got some skill, I must say I underestimated you."
The old man snorted softly, constantly spinning the chains in his hands on the ground.
In an instant, dust filled the air!
Members of the Ridge Family scattered quickly, staying far away.
Within a radius of a hundred meters, only the dust-filled sky remained.
Julius Reed stood alone, a solitary figure in front of the dust storm.
Suddenly.
The dust slowly gathered together, forming a humanoid shape!
It was...
It was a head!
The head of a Devil!
"Haha, boy, let this old man taste your flavor!"
The several tens of meters wide head suddenly spoke, showing a ferocious grin, "Come, my food!"
"Asura Gate?"
Seeing the shadow formed by the dust before him, Julius Reed thought it quite interesting.
A hundred years ago, the Asura Gate, which once troubled a region, was best known for the tactic before him.
They used dust and some smoke to shape certain forms through their cultivation techniques, intending to intimidate others.
In those times when technology was not advanced and superstition was widespread.
Many commoners, seeing such a terrifying scene, dared not resist.
They could only hand over beautiful women and money for the Asura Gate to enjoy.
Latter, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s subsidiary, Algernon Camp, witnessed this during a pilgrimage.
They were indignant and waged war against the Asura Gate!
In the end, with heavy casualties, they rooted out this organization!
Julius Reed truly did not expect to encounter the descendants of the Asura Gate hundreds of years later.
"This is indeed... a god from the heavens!"
The Ridge Family members, seeing the several tens of meters high head, were so shocked they were lost for words.
It completely overturned their understanding!
"Julius Reed, you will pay for your arrogance!"
Truman Ridge said viciously.
This was his trump card!
His final trump card.
Fortunately, it did not disappoint him.
The shadow grew nearer and nearer.
Finally, it engulfed Julius Reed.
"Die well!"
The Ridge Family members cheered jubilantly.
Without even thinking, no one could survive after being swallowed like that.
Truman Ridge’s anxious heart finally eased.
He turned and looked toward Frances Leocadia in the distance, angrily cursing, "Swindler!"
If he hadn’t kept a trick up his sleeve, today he might have been the one to lose his head!
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the shadow slowly dissipated.
The dust, too, gradually settled.
"Retrieve the body!"
The Ridge Family members charged forward excitedly.
Truman Ridge, even more so, took off his raincoat and hurried at the front of the pack.
But when they passed through the layers of dust and reached the innermost area.
They were somewhat stunned.
There they saw...
Julius Reed gripping the old man’s neck, lifting him entirely off the ground.
"Want to eat me? First ask if your teeth are hard enough."
Crack!
A crisp sound made the Ridge Family members shudder.
The old man’s neck was actually twisted off!
Then.
Julius Reed strode out.
"Not killing us?"
The Ridge Family members felt as if they had escaped from the jaws of death.
"Run fast!"
Everyone came to the consensus that fleeing was the best option.
Only Truman Ridge stood there, staring blankly at the old man’s corpse, not moving an inch.
So he just died like that?
Outside the dust.
"Borrow ’Tennyson One’ for a moment!"
Julius Reed drew the longsword from behind Frances Leocadia and swung it mightily towards the dust!
Ssslash!
A streak of lightning flashed.
It exploded above the dust!
Then.
Myriad Sword Qi wreaked havoc.
Within the dust storm, numerous sounds of heavy objects falling could be heard.
"Go up, retrieve the bodies."
Julius Reed opened the car door and sat back in the rear seat of the SUV.
