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Chapter 1152: Chapter 1152: Reminiscing Old Times
"Interesting," Julius Reed said after hearing the report. He was slightly taken aback but didn’t pay much attention.
"Did you get a clear look at who they were?"
The situation seemed to be getting more and more intriguing.
"Not clearly, I only saw the car being driven away. It looks like there were quite a few people," the informant spoke up.
"No matter, make a call for some cars to come over." Julius waved his hand dismissively and walked over to a corpse.
He crouched down.
Looking over the black-clad figure with a skeleton made of steel alloy, he gently felt around on it with his hand.
Click!
When his hand came out again, in his palm there was a blood-stained chip.
On the back of the chip was a symbol of the sun and moon shining together.
"Thunderpeak Hall?"
Julius stood up, a slight smile on his lips, "So, it’s Devlin. I thought there was something familiar about these tactics."
In the entire Thunderpeak Hall, the only person capable of conceiving such a plan was Devlin.
Considering the formidable combat power of these black-clad soldiers, where exactly did Devlin intend to take them?
Connecting it to the phone call from Town North King, he had already guessed it was eight or nine out of ten correct.
Those two must be using each other.
As for the target, it was very likely the Divine Dragon Tripod.
But, the Divine Dragon Tripod was fake.
If he could use the Divine Dragon Tripod to divert everyone’s attention, Julius could take the opportunity to investigate Isabella Warm’s whereabouts and the true cause behind Ian Jorden’s death.
"Templeton Lena."
Julius beckoned, instructing, "Go, spread the news. Say that the Divine Dragon Tripod is in Devlin’s hands, and he has succeeded."
"Boss, would that really work? Would anyone believe it?" Templeton Lena’s tone carried a hint of worry.
The entire world believed that Mad Dragon had the Divine Dragon Tripod.
When Seven Clouds Academy’s banner rose again, the news spread like wildfire.
And everyone believed it.
If now there was news that the Divine Dragon Tripod was in Devlin’s hands, it was highly unlikely anyone would believe it.
How could such a treasure be lost by Mad Dragon so easily?
"Isn’t Devlin from Seven Clouds Academy... just say he’s a mole I planted inside Thunderpeak Hall. Now, he’s broken with Granny Xihua and is quietly disappearing with the Divine Dragon Tripod. As for whether they believe it or not, it doesn’t matter anymore."
Julius pointed to the steel and iron scattered on the ground, speaking indifferently, "Take a few photos and say they’re Devlin’s troops. Unmatched in combat power, there is no one in the world who can compete. Once the news spreads, follow up with a Killing Order!"
"Understood!"
Templeton Lena nodded, but there was also a hint of confusion, "Mad Dragon, since it’s highly likely that Devlin is going after the Divine Dragon Tripod, that phone call you got from the North Sea Town North King..."
He couldn’t understand why Town North King would know Devlin’s location and betray him.
Devlin, who always remained elusive like a dragon, almost stumbled this time.
"Devlin is deeply cunning. Town North King betraying him probably means he got wind of the Divine Dragon Tripod from Devlin and wanted to double-cross him and keep it for himself. Meanwhile, Devlin is likely playing a game within a game, tricking us into leaving."
Julius spoke leisurely, hands folded behind him, while waiting for the cars to arrive and chatting with Templeton Lena.
"Let me show you something." He stretched out his hand, holding a remote control in his palm.
"What’s this?"
Templeton Lena looked at it, finding it very familiar.
"When I arrived, I had bombs installed under the chassis of each car. Guess what happens when I press this?"
Julius said with a smile, then pressed the button.
Twenty kilometers away.
Whoosh!
A row of cars erupted into towering flames.
...
That afternoon.
News spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts community.
No one knew whether it was true or false, nor could anyone track down the orchestrator behind it.
The message claimed that Devlin, carrying the Divine Dragon Tripod, had already left Thunderpeak Hall and was planning to go into hiding.
Indeed, when he had defected from Seven Clouds Academy years ago, it was with the Divine Dragon Tripod in his possession, and his seeming defection to Thunderpeak Hall was simply a ploy.
In fact, it was arranged by Mad Dragon.
Now that the time was ripe, Devlin was returning to Seven Clouds Academy.
Following that, Seven Clouds Academy issued a top-tier Killing Order, labeling Devlin a traitor and disavowing any relation to Mad Dragon.
At the same time, for the first time, Seven Clouds Academy admitted that the Divine Dragon Tripod was currently in Mad Dragon’s hands and uploaded a picture of it to a martial arts community-exclusive online platform.
But soon, people realized that the photo was taken years ago.
Doubts mounted in the martial arts community.
Meanwhile, Thunderpeak Hall straightforwardly declared Devlin a traitor, claiming he had absconded with their most elite Cyber members!
Granny Xihua even entrusted Brysen Beaumont to use the tracking devices embedded in the Cyber members to reveal Devlin’s location publicly.
Speculations ran wild as everyone began to analyze the routes Devlin could have taken.
At this moment.
Inside a cave.
Devlin was covered in wounds, gasping for air heavily.
"Damn it! If it weren’t for my being prepared, wearing a layer of protection, I might have been reduced to ashes by now."
He leaned against the cave wall, struggling to remove a battered vest.
This vest was a high-tech marvel from Thunderpeak Hall, crafted with high-polymer soft metal that not even darts could penetrate!
But it was prohibitively expensive; only one in a thousand could be considered a fine piece.
In all of Thunderpeak Hall, only he and Granny Xihua wore one.
Though Devlin believed that showing his face would mean certain death, he still felt safer wearing it.
Perhaps, it might even block a Grandmaster’s sword strike?
The Cyber members weren’t faring much better.
Luckily, their steel bones meant that although a minor portion were obliterated in the blast, most were preserved.
Inevitably, these survivors’ combat abilities were severely diminished.
Almost every one of them had wounds.
"Julius Reed, Julius Reed, you are the first one to ever trip me up, Devlin. I’ve taken note of this vendetta. Add the old score with Seven Clouds Academy, and we’ll settle this slowly."
Swoosh!
He produced an opaque glass bottle from his chest and opened it, a wave of coldness rushing out.
"Mr. Devlin, this is..."
As soon as the small bottle was uncapped, all the Cyber members turned their attention to it.
"Have you got to ask to drink my daughter’s blood?" Devlin laughed, shaking his head while tipping the little glass bottle into his mouth.
Drop by drop, the red blood trickled from the bottle into Devlin’s mouth.
The glass bottle had a low-temperature vacuum effect, ensuring the blood could be preserved for a year without spoiling.
Crack!
Confirming there was none left, Devlin violently smashed the bottle against the wall.
"Rest! Tomorrow, you’ll accompany me to retrieve the Divine Dragon Tripod."
He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with hatred.
Being used to plotting against others, being on the receiving end of such schemes was truly unbearable.
"Town North King, you are too naïve. It seems like warriors generally lack a sharp mind." He took out his phone, thankfully undamaged.
After dialing a number, he fetched a cigarette from his chest.
"Brother, it’s Devlin. Since we parted at Seven Clouds Academy, I’ve missed you. I hear you’ve got the Divine Dragon Tripod. I’m planning a trip to Shadow Gate to catch up on old times."
With that, he hung up.
In the pitch-dark cave, Devlin pulled out a lighter and lit the cigarette in his mouth.
