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Chapter 1187: Chapter 1187: Extreme Backdoor
Julius Reed still found several survivors.
A few hidden disciples of Shadow Gate.
They thought hiding in a corner would save them from disaster.
But, unfortunately,
Templeton Lena, leading his men, dragged them out from the cabinet.
In total, there were five.
All of them were minor leaders.
The most humorous part was that three of them had the Divine Dragon Tripod.
Perhaps knowing that escaping would lead to certain death, these people simply stayed at the headquarters base.
As a result—
Accustomed to luxury, the five fought over a piece of bread inside the cabinet, startling Templeton Lena who was patrolling Shadow Gate at that time.
Thus,
The five of them, neatly aligned, knelt inside the great hall of Shadow Gate.
However, sitting at the top of the hall was not Tyler Thomas,
but Julius Reed.
"Mr. Devlin, we know nothing at all!"
One of them kowtowed immediately, trembling with fear, "Please, spare our lives. The offenses against you were committed by our leader, not us."
After saying that, he frantically took out the Divine Dragon Tripod from his person, raising it high with both hands, his head bowed low, "This is the item given to me by our leader! I hope Mr. Devlin spares us for this sake!"
Seeing his actions, the other two quickly took out the Divine Dragon Tripods from their possession and placed them on the floor. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m
"Please show mercy, Mr. Devlin!"
The five yelled together.
Their faces pale with fright, their calves cramping,
But they could only endure, daring not to move.
Fearful that a careless move might cost them their lives.
Who would complain about having a long life?
Devlin was notoriously ruthless and merciless!
"Oh? I didn’t expect you to be so afraid of me," Julius Reed stopped Templeton Lena who tried to speak, smiling as he looked at the five below, "Who do you fear more, me or Mad Dragon?"
"This..."
Hearing this question, the five glanced at each other, unsure how to respond.
After a brief silence, someone spoke first.
"Mad Dragon is very powerful, but in terms of cunning, he falls short of you! A common man’s rage spills blood in a vicious splash, but when a wise man is enraged, rivers of blood flow," said that Shadow Gate member, brown-nosing, "Mad Dragon only has muscles, conquering the martial world through brute force. As you see, after a few years, he’s gone. But your wisdom, like the Milky Way in the sky, extends beyond what the eye can see!"
Templeton Lena immediately drew his sword.
"Step back!" Julius Reed waved his hand lightly, chuckling, "Did you hear that? The brain is a wonderful thing. Put away your sword and think more about how to use your brain."
"Yes!"
Templeton Lena sheathed his sword, angrily looking at the five kneeling on the ground.
"Eyes are a wonderful thing!" he said, puffing with anger.
This confused the people kneeling.
"No matter, keep talking. I like what I’m hearing," Julius Reed leaned on his pure steel throne, supporting his head with his hand, and asked aloud, "I’m eager to hear your thoughts on us both."
"Mad Dragon’s capabilities are unmatched, dominating the martial world for a full seven years! But why did his empire crumble overnight, causing Seven Clouds Academy to be completely destroyed?"
The person who spoke before thought for a moment, then continued, "Because he became a target! The target of everyone. A slight mistake could lead to irreparable ruin. But you, Mr. Devlin! You’ve always hidden in the shadows, which is the wisest strategy. You just need to wait for the right opportunity to overthrow him!"
"Well said!"
Julius Reed stood up, clapping his hands, and leisurely walked over to that person, "May I ask, what is your role in Shadow Gate?"
"Answering Mr. Devlin, I serve as a vigilance officer in Shadow Gate, responsible for patrolling the area where our leader resides, usually assisting our leader with chores like serving tea and running errands..."
The man spoke, trembling.
"Very good!" Julius Reed nodded, standing behind the man, "Do you know why, with such intelligence, you’re only serving tea and water?"
"This... perhaps I’m dull and not very clever..."
The Shadow Gate member sensed something was amiss.
That comment didn’t sound like a compliment.
"Because, you see only the surface, completely oblivious to the underlying essence," Julius Reed moved in front of the five, picking up each Divine Dragon Tripod.
He crushed each one as he took it.
Until—
The last one.
"This one is real."
Upon finishing, the five people in front immediately collapsed to the floor, "Mr. Devlin, are you sure..."
They only received the Divine Dragon Tripods, not knowing whether they were real or fake.
"It’s identical, and I’ve never seen it before."
"Could it be that the boss really trusted them with the real Divine Dragon Tripod?"
"It’s real,"
Julius Reed put on his mask and said softly, "Now, you can lift your heads."
Since entering, these people had been keeping their heads down.
They didn’t dare to look up.
Now hearing this, they hesitated but slowly lifted their heads.
"Mad..."
The Shadow Gate member, who had been flattering just moments ago, saw Julius Reed’s masked face, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot.
"Stop playing dead."
Julius Reed said with a light chuckle, "If you don’t get up, I don’t mind having this person beside me wake you up with a steel knife."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man hurriedly opened his eyes and knelt down to beg for mercy.
They were people from the martial world, naturally, they recognized Mad Dragon!
That mask was simply a nightmare!
"I spoke without thinking, please Mad Dragon spare my life..."
After a bout of wailing, the speaker’s pants went wet.
His voice trembled violently.
"I won’t kill you." Julius Reed looked at the Divine Dragon Tripod in his palm and said indifferently, "Since I have already gotten the item, why would I kill anyone? Instead, help me with one last thing. Do it well, and you all can go. Fail, and you all will die."
"You say!"
Trapped in a desperate situation, seeing a glimmer of hope, people instinctively cling to it!
"Help me contact Tyler Thomas." Julius Reed pointed at the five people in front of him. "Don’t say it can’t be done. I have someone here with a knife. The choice has been given to you. Choose."
After finishing, he strode back and sat on his stainless steel throne.
He continued to observe the Divine Dragon Tripod in his palm.
Counterfeit.
And it was a counterfeit of a counterfeit.
But at least, it felt more substantial than what the photos suggested.
You could actually touch it,
examine the patterns, symbols, and some small details on it.
Though counterfeit, Tyler Thomas spared no effort on the details.
This item might be useless to others.
But for Julius Reed, it was a significant help in recovering his memories.
"Yes!"
Finally.
After a few seconds of silence, the Shadow Gate member finally spoke.
"Very good!"
Julius Reed waved his hand, and Templeton Lena threw a cell phone over.
The Shadow Gate member took the cell phone, trembling, and dialed a number.
"Hello..."
Three seconds later,
a voice came from the other end,
Hoarse.
"Tyler Thomas!"
Julius Reed, sitting on the stainless steel throne, yelled.
The whole hall kept echoing.
"Oh?"
From the phone, Tyler Thomas sounded slightly surprised.
"I know you’ve moved the elite of Shadow Gate and are preparing to ambush personally. But I must tell you, you are no match for me. Inside this hall, I’ll kill everyone who steps in. But for you, I want to show you a clear path."
Julius Reed spoke loudly.
"I’m listening!" Tyler Thomas’s voice was cold.
"Take your men and obliterate Thunderpeak Hall! Granny Xihua and Devlin are both here; you can sneak up and strike decisively."
Julius Reed looked around and said indifferently, "The prosperity of Thunderpeak Hall is far beyond what this shabby place of yours can compare."
"Thanks."
The call ended.
At that moment,
thirty miles from the Shadow Gate headquarters,
Tyler Thomas leaned against a stone, a straw stick in his mouth, looking at a group of Shadow Gate elites: "Brothers, shall we pay a visit to Thunderpeak Hall?"
