The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 172 Someone Who’s Gonna Kill You

Chapter 172 Someone Who’s Gonna Kill You

The next day at 5:30 PM, a group of twelve foreign men sat in a large hall of a farmhouse located in the southern part of Ozin city. Each one was muscular and had fierce-looking faces, exuding an intense bloodthirsty aura. Their strengths were not weak - even the weakest among them had reached the level of a True Master Battle Master, while the strongest man sat at the head with nearly 6. 6 feet tall and held a bloody dagger. From his aura, it was evident that he was above a Tier-two Battle God.

On an open space nearby lay two plain-dressed men and women who were unconscious. They were owners of this farmhouse. One man had two bloodstains on his waist.

"My Lord, this Glavalian woman is quite attractive. Since it's not time yet, why don't we have some fun?" one man looked towards the woman on the ground and spoke.

"Focus on our mission first!" The leader licked his dagger lightly before saying, "Once we've completed this mission, you can have any kind of woman you want!"

"Yea, that's for sure!" The man grinned. "By the way, I've heard that Commander Gardner's wife is the most beautiful woman in Ozin. Once we're done with him, can we ask the lord master to reward us with that woman?"

"Of course! As long as you can eliminate him, you can do anything you want in Ozin!" The leader spoke in a calm tone.

"Great! Glavale's beauties, here I come!" The man's eyes gleamed with intense enthusiasm.

"My Lord, when do we take action?" After a moment, another man turned to the leader and asked.

"Wait a bit longer!" The leader lifted his wrist to check his watch.

"The two leaders have not yet arrived in Ozin, it's too early to act. Wait for their notification before proceeding." Said the man.

"My Lord, according to our intelligence, he only has two Battle Gods by his side besides Rakshasa," the man paused before continuing. "Why did the leaders ask the four Ghost Kings to lead separate groups and cause trouble in different areas of Ozin just to distract his powerful Battle Gods?"

"Better safe than sorry!" responded the leader.

"We Ebon Gate suddenly brought so many Battle Gods and above, and the leaders are worried that they may be prepared for us, so they arranged more points!"

"My Lord, from what I see as a subordinate, why make things so complicated?" another man spoke up with a deep voice. "With the four Ghost Kings plus our eight Yin assassins and our people below us, we have a total of eight Battle Gods and twenty Battle Generals. Even if he is at Warlord level strength, he shouldn't be able to withstand all of us together." Said another man confidently.

"I don't think we need to wait for the two leaders. Let's just go find him ourselves! I don't believe we can't kill him!" added another.

"Don't underestimate him!" replied the leader with a serious tone as a hint of fear flashed through his eyes.

"The Glavale martial arts heritage has been around for thousands of years. He was able to stand out among such an outstanding generation in this great country because it wasn't just luck or background! A year ago he was able to kill five Battle Gods with one sword strike while still injured! And recently both Devil of Blood and Temple Messenger died at his hands! Although I'm not sure

what level Temple Messenger was at but Devil of Blood was definitely close to Warlord level strength. It's said that even he couldn't block one sword strike from him."

Upon hearing this news, other men gasped in shock. They had heard about what happened a year ago, but they only knew the general idea of the story of Devil of Blood, a Warlord, and had never heard that he couldn't even block one strike from his opponent.

"My lord, do you think the two gate leaders can take him down?" The man who spoke earlier asked.

"Don't worry, both leaders are above Tier-two Warlord. One of them has already been a Half-Step War Grandmaster. Even if the other party is also at a Half-Step War Grandmaster, there is no chance for him to survive under the joint attack of both gate leaders!"

"That's great!" The man responded excitedly. "After we bring back his head this time, we will have more say in the Sanctum!"

"It won't be long before our Ebon Gate can squeeze into the top three ranks in Place of Darkness!"

"Hmm." The leading man nodded and looked at his watch again. "Alright, it's almost time. Let's go!"

"Our mission as this group is to create chaos in downtown Ozin. I don't think I need to teach you how to cause chaos?"

Several men laughed out loud. They were representatives of chaos themselves; wherever they appeared there would be chaos.

"Let's go!" The leading man stood up and walked towards the door.

"Got it!" Several men picked up their weapons and followed closely behind with excitement on their faces.

Boom!

Just as they were about to reach the gatehouse entrance of a farmyard, someone swept away its door with one palm strike and charged straight towards them.

"Uh!?" The leading man frowned and swept his hand, sending out a palm wind that immediately blasted the door into a pile of wood chips.

"What kind of person is this!?" shouted a man angrily.

"Someone who is gonna kill you!" a voice rang out.

Shortly after, Judge strolled in followed by Alban Carroll and his nine subordinates.

"Hmm? Who are you people!" The leading man furrowed his brows again and asked, "How did you know our whereabouts?"

"You are an idiot!" Judge glanced at him and continued with a disdainful look, "From the moment you stepped across the border, all of your movements have already been under our control! The reason why I only came to find you now is because I was afraid of alerting the one behind you. If your leader got scared and didn't show up, it wouldn't be fun."

"Fuck! How dare you!" one of the crew shouted as he pointed at Judge.

As Judge's wrist flicked, a blade gleam sliced forth with swift precision, passing directly through that man's chest.

After the blade's gleam, the man's body was cleanly cleaved in two, falling to the ground in succession, blood pooling around him.

"Damn it!" The leader of the group shouted in anger, then quickly raised his hand and commanded, "Kill him!"

"Attack!" Ten men responded simultaneously, raising their weapons and charging towards Judge.

Among this group of people, besides the leading man who was a Grand Elder Battle God, there was another Battle God powerhouse, while the rest were Battle Generals. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

The group could already sense that Judge possessed a strong aura, indicating that Judge was at least a Battle God. Therefore, as soon as they made their move, they went all out.

Instantly, a powerful and intimidating pressure filled the air above the entire farmstead.