Chapter 153 10 Gods of War Rise over Gotham City This Day (2)
Time passed, and the sun was setting at 5:50 p.m. There were only less than 10 minutes left to the deadline for the Miller family set by the four most powerful families.
Now the setting sun was as red as blood in the sky over Gotham, where the clouds had been colored by the sun's rays...
At the main entrance of the Miller family in the city, the forces of the two sides had crowded with thousands or even ten thousand people. No one was weak. Even those at the lowest level were 5-star practitioners.
As for the Miller family, those at the entrance were Oscar, the family owner, his two sons Bevis and Jarman, his youngest daughter Moira, his most outstanding granddaughter Sally, and a few youths of the 3rd generation of the family. Wearing the same resolute expression, they were all armed with ammunition, especially Moira and Sally. Even if they died, the two of them would not let the enemies collect their bodies! As for Mr. Miller, the eldest of the family, he was filled with the aura of one at the peak stage of the Half-a-step God-of-War level, machete in hand! Standing on the left, right, and behind were apparently the direct-line fearless fighters of the family! Every soldier was armed to the teeth!
An indescribable tragic and heroic air was boiling over the Millers.
But to their great surprise, ahead of them, some people, against the pressure of the four rich families, had come to their rescue! And they stood right in front of them.
Their leader was Peter! And there were also 7 or 8 leading figures of the younger generation of Gotham. All these people were very young, but their eyes showed that they were all determined! It was a look that they would dare to fight until they died if the enemies dared to pick a fight! The Millers were so touched when seeing the human wall that Peter and his team had formed in front of them!
Ahead of the Millers and Peter and his team were prominently the guards of the four rich families, with the Carter family being the leader. They were 6,000 strong, with the weak even being 5-star soldiers. There were also so many Half-a-step Gods of War. Standing in the front were also 5 Gods of War. Two of them had reached the peak stage of the God-of-War level! The rest were all at the last stage of this level!
Brady Carter, the owner of the Carter family, was their leader. His grandson Matt Carter was standing in the front, confronting Peter.
Staring at Peter ghastly, Matt shouted, "Peter, this has nothing to do with you! Leave here now!"
With the same ghastly eye, Peter took out his sword and pointed at him, shouting, "F*ck off! Who do you think you are? You don't have the right to talk to me! A useless one who hasn't reached the God-of-War level! Get lost!"
"You..." Matt was furious, about to say something, but his grandfather Brady stopped him. Looking down at Peter, Brady said, "General Addison, leave! This is an order! Don't forget I'm also a member of the Gotham Military Headquarters! I'm your superior! Now I command you to leave!"
His eyes ice-cold, Peter inhaled deeply, then fixed his eyes on Brady, and said, "Brady, you're killing yourself! Do you really think you can ignore my grandfather's order because you have one or two noble families backing you up? Brady, there are a few things I can't tell you, but it is still not too late for you to leave here now!"
Brady knitted his brows slightly and looked at the 9th Branch of the Dragon Warrior Guards behind Peter, saying, "The 9th Branch of the Dragon Warrior Guards, all leave here! Do you also want to disobey my order?"
But none of the Dragon Warrior Guards behind Peter moved. Instead, they still stood there motionless. The members of the 9th Branch of the Dragon Warrior Guards were all very young. They all admired Peter sincerely. At this time, they would not leave, of course. A rupture had also appeared within the Military Headquarters! Before Carl returned, they would only listen to Peter!
At this time, a mysterious powerhouse at the peak stage of the God-of-War level next to Brady looked at Peter and said with a smile, "You're Carl's grandson, right? Less than 30, but you're already a God of War. You have great potential, but you alone can't stop us today! Are you still waiting for your grandfather? Ho, ho, don't wait. He... can't come! ..."
"What? You people dared to mobilize men to intercept my grandfather? You're committing suicide?" Peter's expression changed drastically when he heard that.
This mysterious powerhouse shook his head and said, "No, no, no, you're mistaken about me. Marshal Addison does everything for the good of the Dragon Kingdom. We've made agreements with him. Intercept? Ho, ho, don't use this word. They've just gone to chat with him. Don't stick wrong labels on us! Young man, don't forget we aristocratic families are also citizens of the Dragon Kingdom! ..."
"You people don't f*cking deserve it!" Peter shouted, his face quite grave. The man didn't have to tell lies about this. It was only 5 minutes to 6 p.m., but his grandfather had not arrived yet. Then he knew his grandfather had been stopped.
But the powerhouse ignored Peter. He looked at Oscar, who was standing far away, and said, "Mr. Miller, surrender. Then your family will survive! It's almost time. I can clearly tell you that Carl Addison won't come..."
Standing at the gate of the Miller family house, Oscar frowned deeply, looking at the powerhouse, and said, "Why do you have to hurt the Miller family, your excellency? We can hand out all our properties to you people! All of them! Why, why do you still have to force us like this?"
As his eyes glistened, the mysterious powerhouse said slowly, "Ho, ho... do you really think we must get your properties? Um, that's just part of our plan, not the main part. We want to find one thing from your family house. We don't know what it is, but it is very important..."
Oscar narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is it? Tell me. I can return it to you people!"
But the powerhouse shook his head and said, "It's useless because we don't know what it is, either. Whether it is a fruit, a jade pendant, or something else, we don't know. So, we'll have to search every corner of your house looking for it. We'll even open the tomb of your daughter Ellie and dissect her body. Or all of you will have to go through a careful exam. Or we'll need you to bring over her son who wandered around in poverty previously but has now become a God of War..."
"What?! My daughter is dead, but you people still want to desecrate her body? You're dreaming! You also want to use us to force my grandson? Impossible! If you want to fight, let's fight!" Oscar roared. It turned out that these people wanted not only their properties but also their family member's body! This was absolutely impossible! With widened eyes, he was shaking in anger.
The mysterious powerhouse inhaled deeply, shook his head, and said calmly, "Alas, we actually knew this would be the result! Then end the talk. It's time..."
After that, he looked at Brady and said, "Alas... Mr. Carter, it's time. Move. Seriously wound Marshal Addison's grandson, but don't kill him..."
"I see!" Brady nodded with a dark face. Then he flashed and appeared before Peter. "Let me repeat to you for the last time: leave here!"
"F*ck off!" Peter roared. The next moment, as his God-of-War's aura suddenly came out of him, he aimed his long sword at Brady, but the sword was instantly knocked off. Then, Brady kicked him, sending him flying...
"Puff..." Peter fell to the ground and squirted a mouthful of blood. He was no match for Brady. Brady had been a God of War for a long time, a peak-stage practitioner of this level, while he was just at the early stage of it. He was much weaker than his enemy.
After Brady sent Peter flying, his peak-stage God-of-War's aura overwhelmed the whole site. He said to those few youths of the younger generation of Gotham behind Peter, "Are you sure you won't leave?"
"We won't! ..." Peter roared as blood ran out of the corner of his mouth. He knew that if he left, the Millers might not be unable to resist for even a minute!
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