Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 1277: Triple Blockade!_1

Chapter 1277: Chapter 1277: Triple Blockade!_1

Just after four in the morning.

Downing Street.

Main Government Building.

Inside the top-floor meeting room.

Oxford Country Leader Ferland was seated at the head of the table, his face grim as he smoked a cigar.

On both sides of the conference table were seated the upper-level members of Oxford Country.

Even the current King of Oxford, Edward, was present.

Not long ago.

Ferland had contacted all the upper-level members for a meeting, informing them of the attack on Buckingham Palace.

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Although Buckingham Palace had been attacked several times before, the attackers were always quickly dealt with.

But tonight, despite deploying so many royal knights and even members of the Dark Judgment Group, the attackers had still not been neutralized.

They wore gloomy expressions, filled with anger.

An attack on Buckingham Palace was a slap in their face.

If the situation was not handled properly, it would undoubtedly cause a massive upheaval.

Moreover, many of those present might have to step down.

Seating next to Ferland was an old white man with grey curly hair, wearing a tailored suit. He frowned and said, "Mr. Ferland, why hasn’t there been any news till now?"

This white old man was none other than the current King of Oxford Country, Edward.

He had the most significant reaction and the angriest response when he learned of the attack on Buckingham Palace.

After all, Buckingham Palace was once the residence of their royal family members.

It symbolized the glory of their royalty.

Ferland spoke with a heavy tone, "Mr. Edward, please don’t panic.

We’ve dispatched nearly six thousand royal knights, and the Dark Judgment Group has sent four executors and more than three hundred members.

Even if those nine guys are strong, tonight they are doomed."

"That’s good."

Edward nodded, speaking fiercely, "In any case, those nine guys must not leave Oxford Country alive!"

"Of course!"

Ferland exhaled a puff of smoke, saying, "Those nine bastards dare to cause trouble here, ’Don’t think about it!’ They won’t leave alive!"

At this moment.

A phone call came through to his mobile phone.

Ferland picked up the mobile phone and saw that it was a call from Kalim, a captain of a royal knights’ squad.

He chuckled and said, "Everyone, the phone call has come; it must mean that the problem has been resolved!"

"Haha, the issue must finally be resolved. We can finally get some good sleep later!"

"How dare they cause trouble in our Oxford Country, they’re simply asking for death!"

"Our Oxford Country’s dignity cannot be violated; anyone who dares to cause trouble only has one path: death!"

The upper-level members also showed smiles, evidently believing that the matter had already been settled.

Ferland quickly answered the phone.

He laughed, "Captain Kalim, the issue has been resolved, hasn’t it?"

"Mr. Ferland... all our men are dead!"

A voice quivering with sobs came through.

"What do you mean?"

Ferland asked, furrowing his brow.

Kalim’s voice was hoarse as he said, "Mr. Ferland, out of the more than six thousand royal knights we sent for reinforcement, fewer than a thousand remain, the rest have been killed!

All the executors and the three hundred-plus members of the Dark Judgment Group that were dispatched have been killed!

Countless buildings and statues in Buckingham Palace have been destroyed!

None of those nine bastards died, they all got away!"

"What?!!"

Ferland sprang up from his seat, and his cigar dropped to the floor.

He bellowed furiously, "Are you fucking telling me the truth?!"

"It’s true, it’s true!"

Kalim wailed, "Even the Shadow Hunter, the Blood Prison Duke, the heavy rioters, and the Flame Dragon War God couldn’t stop them; instead, they were killed by them!"

"FUCK! SHIT!"

Mr. Ferland cursed vehemently, his face flushed with anger, his chest heaving erratically.

Voice trembling, Karim said, "Mr. Ferland... those nine guys have run away... what do we do now?"

Mr. Ferland took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and said fiercely, "Hurry up and clean up the dead and wounded, and make sure the public doesn’t see!

Also, find out information about those nine guys immediately and send their files over!"

"Yes!"

Karim responded.

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Ferland beat the table with his fists in a frenzy, swearing all the while.

The Upper-level officials present all kept silent, not daring to make a sound.

Although they didn’t know what had happened, they could guess that something bad had occurred.

A few minutes later.

Mr. Ferland calmed himself down and explained the situation Karim had told him to everyone present.

After listening to Mr. Ferland,

the whole conference room fell into a deathly silence.

All the Upper-level officials were dumbfounded, unable to believe the fact.

After being quiet for a while.

The meeting room started to buzz.

"How could this be?! More than six thousand royal knights, the four executors of the Dark Judgment Group, and over three hundred members were virtually wiped out?!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Just nine people couldn’t possibly kill so many. Are they gods or what?!"

"The key point is that even the Shadow Hunter, the Blood Prison Duke, the heavy rioters, and the Flame Dragon War God, four masters, couldn’t kill them. It’s unthinkable!"

The Upper-level officials present shouted out loud, each one more furious than the last.

"All of you, shut the fuck up!"

Mr. Ferland slapped the table and bellowed.

The people present then quieted down, turning their heads to look towards Mr. Ferland.

In a cold voice, Mr. Ferland said, "Now is not the time to argue. Our priority is to find a way to stop those nine guys and kill them!"

Grinding his teeth, Edward said, "I propose that we kill those nine guys at all costs!

Send out all the Power Users and soldiers!

If necessary, we can use heavy thermal weapons!

I refuse to believe that just nine people can turn the tables on us!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

The other Upper-level officials present echoed their agreement.

Mr. Ferland frowned and said, "This proposal is certainly feasible, but we must avoid engaging those nine in urban areas!

If we fight in the city, the destruction of buildings and the civilian casualties will be extremely severe!

By then, the public will surely plunge into endless panic, and even if we wanted to cover this up, it would be impossible!"

Edward said, "If that’s the case, then let’s use satellite positioning to locate them and deal with them in the outskirts!"

An Upper-level official who specialized in strategy spoke up, "These nine will surely try everything to escape our Oxford Country!

They certainly wouldn’t dare to go to the airport. As long as we ground all flights, they’ll have no way to escape!

We must, however, send someone to guard the airport just in case!

If they can’t get to the airport, then they are most likely to escape by sea!

Therefore, we can set up ambushes at London Port and at sea, waiting for them to fall into the trap!

In the outskirts, the port, the sea, a triple blockade; no matter how strong those nine are, they will not escape with wings!"

Mr. Ferland nodded and said, "Mr. Rolson’s analysis and suggestion are excellent, let’s do that!"

At this moment,

an email arrived on his mobile phone.

He picked up his mobile phone and glanced at it, saying, "Karim has sent over the information about those nine guys. I want to see just who these nine are!"

Saying this, he summoned his secretary, connected the computer, and turned on the wall projection.

Soon, nine photos appeared on the projection.

Beneath each photo was a brief introduction to their information.

The nine photos were those of Lionel Yeager and his team.

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