Chapter 1185: Chapter 1185: Panic
"Brother Dave," asked Tyler Thomas, coldly, as he held the specially-crafted Longsword, "have you been obsessing over obtaining the Divine Dragon Tripod?"
Upon removing his mask, his voice had reverted to its normal tone, no longer resembling the grinding sound of metal gears.
And his true appearance was revealed without doubt.
He appeared to be only around forty years old.
His long black hair draped over his shoulders, and a slight stubble graced his cheeks.
"We both have one thing in common," Devlin remarked with a hint of surprise as he looked at Tyler Thomas. "I wear a black mask, and you wear a black mask. Could it be that we both prefer not to reveal our true faces?"
Back at Seven Clouds Academy, Tyler Thomas had donned such attire.
Of course, he wasn’t as extreme as Devlin.
A few people had still seen the real face of Tyler Thomas.
As for Devlin...
Even the face underneath the mask had been painted to be neither human nor ghostly, which showed he was extremely cautious.
"I wear a mask, but for a different reason than you. You are afraid of death, very afraid," Tyler Thomas said with a hint of mockery in his tone.
"If you had been braver, the Divine Dragon Tripod would have been yours long ago!"
Speaking of the past, Tyler Thomas held the sword in one hand, seemingly interested in undermining his former subordinate.
"Four years!"
As expected,
Devlin’s tone grew incredibly dark after hearing those words, "Four years! Do you know how I’ve spent these four years? A full four years! My entire focus was on Mad Dragon, trying to lure out the Divine Dragon Tripod through him."
Four years ago, Tyler Thomas had helped Devlin escape from Seven Clouds Academy.
And then,
Using a method that still tormented Devlin to this day, Tyler Thomas had taken the Divine Dragon Tripod in broad daylight.
And the shrewd Devlin had been kept in the dark for a whole four years!
"Too clever for your own good. Devlin, you’re good in every respect, but you have one fatal flaw," Tyler Thomas pointed at him and snorted disdainfully. "Cowardice!"
"Life is like a game of chess. Everyone stumbles at times. If I weren’t cautious, I wouldn’t have survived to this day," Devlin disagreed, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and placing it between his lips.
"Old Tyler, do you really think you can kill me today?"
He shook his head, "If so, you’re being far too naive."
"I don’t necessarily have to kill you." Tyler Thomas advanced slowly, Longsword in hand. "Mr. Devlin, we need you. The Hierarch’s recovery rate is rather alarming. According to the original plan, he should still be in Gonzalez City, but you all acted too hastily. Wouldn’t it have been better if he continued as a son-in-law without regaining what’s so-called his memory?"
Countless people, countless eyes were all fixed on Gonzalez City!
But everyone had the same goal!
That was to kill the Hierarch and seize the Divine Dragon Tripod.
Tyler Thomas’ lineage was brave and battle-ready!
But in terms of cunning, they indeed paled in comparison to the Bead Pulse.
The Bead Pulse could spend hundreds of years infiltrating the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, becoming a maid to the Hierarch!
The Dragon Slayer slept next to the vile dragon.
This was a risk-taking venture, no doubt.
But with risk, comes reward.
The Hierarch had lost his memory.
But even so!
They still couldn’t manage to kill him!
Thus!
For three years, various factions flaunted their Divine Skills!
Some approached the Hierarch, hoping to become his friend.
Others, like Devlin, went so far as to create a so-called family nearly a hundred years ago!
And the whole family was kept in the dark!
Had it not been for the Hierarch’s memory loss, perhaps this family would’ve continued living like normal people.
As for the so-called Zade Radcliffe, it was nothing more than a persona Devlin created as Yaron Radcliffe.
With the help of Kyler Reed, Devlin obtained a mask identical to Zade Radcliffe’s face. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Afterward, he frequently made cameo appearances as Zade Radcliffe, present in the family.
Through three years, he closely observed Julius Reed’s personality, subtly guiding the former Hierarch.
Even Zade Radcliffe was convinced, believing Yaron Radcliffe to be his own brother.
But they were nothing more than test-tube infants produced by the high-tech of Thunderpeak Hall.
From infancy, they were raised by the disciples of Thunderpeak Hall, and afterward, they took root and thrived in Gonzalez City.
So when they lost their usefulness, Devlin could kill them without any hesitation!
As a result, Town North King believed Zade Radcliffe’s words and thought the two were truly brothers.
But an expert is always alone.
A hundred years ago!
At that time, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance was still as glorious as the midday sun!
The sovereign was unrivaled in elegance!
Yet Devlin had already begun to lay out his plans,
He had waited for this day for almost a hundred years!
And he’s still waiting to this day!
The so-called Radcliffe family was nothing but a foil.
The most important person was Quella Radcliffe!
As long as Quella Radcliffe, the chess piece, had not completed her mission, Devlin had not lost a single day!
But Devlin never expected that someone would lose patience and actually allow Julius Reed to restore his memory.
Even though it was just a Sealing Pulse technique.
Creating some fake memories, a mix of truth and falsehood, blending them together.
But some things, once opened, are difficult to contain again.
Undeniably, Julius Reed’s memory was gradually being restored.
When true and false memories clashed, it caused him unbearable pain.
It was very uncomfortable!
And the true memories had begun to emerge.
The situation was gradually turning unfavorable.
"Speaking of which, I also hate the person who activated his memory. Such an idiotic approach, it’s simply suffocating!" Devlin uncharacteristically found common ground with Tyler Thomas.
"We’ve spent hundreds of years! We even sacrificed the talented Sealing Pulse genius, Raheem Fairbanks, to exchange for these precious three years! But look, what has everyone done in these three years?"
He grew more and more incensed, "Alliance Hierarch Pendleton is even dreaming of becoming emperor! He’s not thinking about the consequences of losing Julius Reed, instead, he’s splitting the Seven Veins everywhere, trying to become the true master! With these idiots, how could you not fail?"
"Alliance Hierarch..." Tyler Thomas shook his head, "The old Alliance Hierarch doesn’t have much time left. I have contacted Andrew; he is preparing to take over."
"Andrew?" Devlin was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "That is indeed a good choice. But the Seven Veins may not agree."
"The Bead Pulse and the Micah Will will support with all their might. That’s enough."
Tyler Thomas, carrying a Longsword, approached closer and closer.
"You are not the Vein Holder, you do not have the right to speak for the Bead Pulse!" Devlin only now lit the cigarette in his mouth.
"I may not be now, but soon, I will be."
Tyler Thomas’s mouth curled slightly into a smile as he pointed behind Devlin, lightly saying with a laugh, "Your nemesis has arrived."
After speaking!
Tyler Thomas held the Longsword with both hands and dashed forward violently!
Clang!
A streak of sparks flew as he stepped on the shoulders of Cyber Army members and charged straight at Devlin!
"Stop him!"
The Cyber Army members moved quickly, immediately forming a human wall in front of Devlin.
Tyler Thomas furiously swung his Longsword, facing off against five men, barely holding his own!
"Old man, I’ve told you, you’re on a path to self-destruction," Devlin said proudly. "This group can kill a Grandmaster."
"I’ve also said, watch your back."
Slash!
Tyler Thomas’s Longsword scraped across the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust!
Then, a locator device was thrown from his person.
"Good luck to you!"
Before his voice faded, Tyler Thomas had already vanished.
And Devlin suddenly tensed, slowly turning around.
"You... have arrived?"
He snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and touched his forehead.
Inside, he felt a bit of panic.