Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1278: 1278: Tool Man

Chapter 1278: Chapter 1278: Tool Man

The death of Okello Yarrow was a colossal blow to the sect members.

Although many had come to The North Sea for the meeting, when it came to sect backgrounds, none could surpass Mount Shu.

Mount Shu boasted a thousand-year heritage with countless experts within its ranks!

There was a time.

Even the sweeping servants of Mount Shu could become martial world kings.

But now, a North Sea prince consort actually crushed Okello Yarrow’s head with a single stomp…

It clearly showed a complete disregard for Mount Shu.

What then, would the fate of others be?

“No… there’s no need for this.”

Everton Davenport’s right hand was on his forehead, feeling somewhat dizzy.

Mount Shu…

Wave after wave of troubles.

The West Sea affairs hadn’t been settled yet.

And now, The North Sea had incurred the wrath of Mount Shu.

“North Sea King, you dare to kill Mount Shu elder Okello Yarrow!”

Gavin Cook of Skyslaughter Sect stood up, angrily pointing at Everton Davenport: “Even though The North Sea is powerful, you will surely face deranged retaliation from Mount Shu!”

Among those sect powerhouses present, he and Okello Yarrow had the most significant backgrounds.

But now with Okello Yarrow killed, Gavin Cook seriously suspected he would be the next target.

Invoking Mount Shu was simply his way of trying to bolster his stance and make Everton Davenport hesitate.

A mere self-preservation tactic.

“Since…” Everton Davenport himself wasn’t thinking the same?

The sects needed to be dealt with sooner or later, but that could wait until he overthrew the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance and expanded his power.

The North Sea was close to restoring its nation, and it should unite all possible forces to avoid making enemies.

He was about to dissuade the prince consort from continuing, but before he could finish—

Puchi!

Julius Reed picked up Okello Yarrow’s sword and slit Gavin Cook’s throat.

With the flash of the blade, blood spurted everywhere.

Thump!

Gavin Cook’s eyes widened as he clutched his throat, falling straight down.

This infamous vice hall master of Skyslaughter Sect never dreamed he would die such a pitiful death.

“By the decree of the North Sea King, since you dare to act recklessly in The North Sea, you must pay the price!”

Julius Reed stood on top of Gavin Cook’s corpse, speaking coldly.

Thump!

After a brief silence.

Dozens of people kneeled collectively.

“We beg for mercy from the North Sea King!”

The deaths of Okello Yarrow and Gavin Cook completely shattered the pride deep in the sect members’ hearts.

The prince consort’s executioner’s sword seemed poised to strike them at any moment.

This time, Julius Reed did not make a move.

Somebody needed to go out and spread the news.

These people, frightened out of their wits, were the best candidates.

Julius Reed glanced around, looking for the Marshal.

Back in Gonzalez City, when he had a conflict with Deep Cold, he had vowed to exterminate Deep Cold.

To kill the Marshal.

Yesterday evening, Julius Reed heard that the Marshal was also present.

But now, there was no trace of him.

“Where is the Marshal?”

He carried the bloodied Longsword, walking towards the martial arts world’s area.

In the martial arts realm, there was also a hierarchy of disdain.

Members of the sect did not deign to sit with martial world powerhouses, feeling it was beneath their status.

Thus, when arranging the sitting areas, the host would usually separate people according to their status.

As Julius Reed looked towards the martial world’s area.

Thump!

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Nearly a hundred people!

All knelt neatly, kowtowing three times in succession.

“Don’t… don’t… please don’t kill us!”

The most prestigious martial world strongman stuttered for a long time before completing his sentence.

“Where is the Marshal?”

Julius Reed carried the Longsword, stepping forward.

With each step, the frequency of the crowd’s kowtowing increased.

By the time Julius Reed was in front of them, they were kowtowing like woodpeckers, heads bleeding.

“The Marshal… the Marshal left last night for Migration Island!”

The leader spoke incoherently.

“Migration Island? Isn’t that Willson Pavilion’s property?” Julius Reed spoke coldly, “Deep Cold is at loggerheads with Willson Pavilion, what’s he doing at Willson Pavilion’s place?”

Drip, drop!

Blood drops on the tip of the sword kept falling.

When they hit the marble tiles, countless specks of blood splattered.

Gurgle!

The speaker swallowed hard, trembling as he began, “The Marshal has turned Amadeus Fairbanks’s council of elders against him, they have already made their move overnight, troops are heading to Migration Island…”

Crack!

Julius Reed’s sword hilt shattered in his hand.

Traitor!

It was a traitor’s mischief again!

The battle at the snow mountain years ago had left him with a hatred for traitors that he could never forgive.

Inconceivably, even Amadeus Fairbanks had fallen victim.

“Son-in-law, these people haven’t taken action; let’s not make it difficult for them!” Everton Davenport, worried that his son-in-law might strike again, hurriedly interjected, “Killing one as a warning to a hundred is enough! The North Sea has always been merciful!”

If the killing continued,

I’m afraid this heavenly palace would be bombarded into ruins.

“As you command!”

Julius Reed slightly bowed and walked towards Elaenor Wood at the entrance.

With the Medicine God present, he had no hope of capturing Granny Xihua and Everton Davenport today.

The other party had clearly come to sabotage his plans.

But just as well, Julius Reed had changed his mind.

He decided to use The North Sea as the sharpest sword, to cut down those who opposed him.

A tool is not to be wasted if available.

“Son-in-law, this person is…”

Everton Davenport had also taken notice of Elaenor Wood.

Someone who could neutralize poison with their first move must be an extraordinary person.

If the Left Minister, Right Minister, and others had not died, they certainly would have recognized Elaenor Wood.

That was clearly the legendary Mad Dragon, unmasked.

But damn it, most were dead, and the rest had fled.

“Let’s go!”

Seizing the opportunity, Elwood Thorneycroft made a gesture to Granny Xihua and they quickly left.

“Bead, you played me, don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

The one Everton Davenport least wanted to let go of was the Bead Pulse!

Having been plotted against himself, he expected retribution.

“Retreat!”

Granny Xihua’s golden staff kicked up, sending a dining table flying out!

Crack!

Everton Davenport punched out, instantly smashing the table to pieces.

But in the next moment!

His pupils suddenly contracted!

His body leaned back at an unbelievable angle!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three ice spears grazed past his body, hitting a pillar.

The robust dragon pillars of the North Sea, after a brief silence, exploded into dust!

“This is…”

Everton Davenport watched the old and the young in front of him with a cold gaze, on high alert!

But in that moment of distraction, Granny Xihua and the people in the great hall had already scattered in all directions.

Only a ground full of corpses was left.

Elaenor Wood, Zain Ellsworth, and Everton Davenport.

Along with some North Sea courtiers who were already scared out of their wits.

“Shall we change the location?”

Julius Reed smiled at Elaenor Wood and cracked his knuckles: “Or shall we fight here?”

“Let’s go outside and talk.”

Elaenor Wood suddenly spread her paper fan, sending out a bone-chilling breeze.

“Okay!”

Julius Reed nodded.

The two walked shoulder to shoulder like good friends.

Leaving the North Sea grand hall.

Everton Davenport was somewhat dazed.

Aren’t they enemies?

Boom!

Before he could figure it out, an intense shockwave suddenly hit!

A tremendous noise erupted on the heavenly palace boulevard.

“You can’t kill me at the moment,” Elaenor Wood used a finger to gently wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her paper fan already broken.

“But that doesn’t stop me from beating you up!”

Julius Reed hadn’t vomited blood, but his chest was also in turmoil.

The red light on the Dragon King Ring glowed intensely, then began to dim.

He could now, to a certain extent, make reasonable use of the Evil Qi.

“Before I came here, Bead had visited Star City to see me.”

Elaenor Wood casually tossed the fan away, looking at Julius Reed: “Bead mentioned you.”