Gu Xiechen stroked his chin and said slowly, "Actually, no matter what the dispute is, we can sit down and talk it over!"
Rú Huá stroked his chin as well and nodded. "Exactly! Lawrence Lee is just too stubborn. I only wanted to buy a few of his family's hidden treasures. Uh, look, he had to force me to use my sect's power to strike at his family's businesses around the world. Uh, why go that far? Brother Evil Dragon, help me persuade him. Harmony brings wealth!"
So that was why Lawrence Lee had suddenly decided to secretly auction off his family's treasures!
The Asian Dao Alliance ruled the underworld of the Eastern Hemisphere, while the Nine Nether Dao was an overwhelmingly powerful force within it. If Rú Huá used his sect's power against Lawrence Lee's family businesses, would that not be effortless?
The two holes punched through Rú Huá's body rapidly healed. Countless strands of flesh sprouted from the surrounding muscles, sealing the wounds completely in the blink of an eye. Tugging at the holes in his clothes, he sneered. "If London weren't the Vatican Curia's territory, making it inconvenient for us to act, I'd have robbed his family vault long ago. Why would I need to go through all this trouble?"
Gu Xiechen nodded in complete agreement. Given Rú Huá's personal strength and the terrifying force behind him, robbing Lawrence Lee's family would not have been difficult at all. If this were not Vatican Curia territory, Lawrence Lee would probably have been stripped down to his underwear already.
Five minutes later, Gu Xiechen and Rú Huá sat side by side on a comfortable leather sofa in a reception room on the second floor. Lawrence Lee, pale as death, sat blankly across from them. Looking as though he wanted to cry but had no tears left, he sat there in a daze for a long while before finally howling, "Those treasures were entrusted to us by our family ancestors, and they explicitly ordered that they must never be lost! I will never defy my ancestors' final instructions! Unless every member of the Lawrence Lee family is killed, those treasures will never be sold to you!"
Gu Xiechen rolled his eyes while Rú Huá gazed at Lawrence Lee in distress. He sighed softly. "If this weren't London, I'd have slaughtered your entire family already!"
Twenty kilometers above the Lawrence Lee family castle, a colossal airship sped through the clouds.
Upon the airship's enormous gasbag stood a young man with delicate, almost feminine features. His silver hair streamed in the wind, and his silver eyes gleamed with cold, merciless savagery. A winged unicorn was embroidered onto his silver cloak in pale golden thread. He stood there like a perfect artwork sculpted from silver, utterly devoid of life.
As the airship rapidly approached the Lawrence Lee family castle, a burly man in a silver uniform laboriously climbed up the rope ladder along the gasbag when they were less than a kilometer from the castle. From afar, he shouted to the young man, "Lord Siren, the target is ahead! But... are we really launching the attack like this?"
Siren slowly turned his head, asking coldly, "Are the Hell Angels Mercenary Group people there?"
The burly man shuddered and answered respectfully, "There's a transport plane in front of the castle. It should be theirs."
With a feminine smile, Siren leaped straight off the gasbag. His icy, emotionless voice drifted faintly through the air. "Then I alone will be enough. Wait here."
Siren's slender, fragile body pierced layer after layer of dark clouds. When he was nearly a thousand meters above the ground, he spread his arms and adjusted his falling posture, plunging straight downward like a crucifix. With a piercing shriek through the air, Siren struck the transport plane Rú Huá had parked before the castle with perfect accuracy. Fire flashed, and the transport plane exploded with a thunderous roar. A ball of flame soared into the air as countless metal fragments swept outward on the shockwave. The low wall before the castle was blasted to pieces, while stones of all sizes smashed through the castle windows and flew inside.
Several rocks burst through the windows and struck the tea table before Gu Xiechen. An exquisite bone china teapot shattered, and a whole pot of scalding black tea spilled over Rú Huá's thigh.
Rú Huá rose to his feet without feeling a thing. He stared blankly at the cloud of fire and black smoke rising from the exploded transport plane outside. After a long moment, he suddenly let out a hysterical shriek. "My Flying Yaksha! My Flying Yaksha! Damn it, who blew up my Flying Yaksha? It was my Christmas present!"
Siren's cold, merciless voice rang through the entire castle. "Idiots of the Hell Angels Mercenary Group, I've come to teach you a small lesson. Oh ho ho ho! Killing your employer before your eyes and taking the jewels you were supposed to protect—what right will the Hell Angels Mercenary Group have to remain in the mercenary world?"
At least a thousand automatic rifles and a hundred automatic cannons were firing at the castle. Countless bullets and shells tore the lake-facing side of the castle to pieces. The thirty elite mercenaries Gu Xiechen had brought were instantly reduced to pulp, while the servants on the first floor of the castle were almost entirely killed or wounded.
The sudden attack left both Gu Xiechen and Rú Huá stunned. Gu Xiechen stomped his foot darkly. "People from Sacred Unicorn? Have they gone mad? They actually came straight to our door?"
Rú Huá, meanwhile, rushed out like a madman, clutching his crystal hand. He screamed hoarsely, "I don't care who you are! You destroyed my Christmas present, so you have to die!"
The moment Rú Huá leaped out of the castle, several shells with calibers of at least one hundred millimeters struck him squarely in the chest. Amid the tremendous explosions, Rú Huá was blasted backward trailing thick black smoke. His body smashed through several walls and nearly flew out the other side of the castle. Rú Huá struggled to his feet and roared at the top of his lungs, "Kill everyone outside!"
The dozen or so attendants Rú Huá had brought were all disciples of the Nine Nether Dao, and like Rú Huá, they were all zombies. Unlike a high-level zombie such as Rú Huá, however, these attendants were lowly creatures without any emotions. They relied only on instinct to obey Rú Huá's orders and on instinct to kill.
Dull roars emerged from the attendants' throats as more than a dozen low-level zombies shot out like black lightning.
Gu Xiechen shoved Lawrence Lee to the floor, and a bullet grazed past his head the very next instant. Gu Xiechen sneered. "Take good care of them. There seem to be quite a few people outside!"
Innate Qi surged from every acupoint in Gu Xiechen's body, enhancing his five senses more than tenfold. Powerful Innate Qi erupted from beneath his feet, and Gu Xiechen became a blur as he charged out of the castle.
Before the castle, more than a thousand enchanting, beautiful female soldiers in silver uniforms were wildly firing all kinds of weapons at the castle. What made Gu Xiechen's scalp tingle even more was that there were over a dozen howitzers behind them, with a squad of female soldiers busily ejecting spent shells and reloading them!
Where did so many female mercenaries come from? Gu Xiechen's mind was in chaos. The intelligence Bearded Commander had obtained said that Sacred Unicorn wanted revenge against them, but did Sacred Unicorn have a female unit like this? What Gu Xiechen found especially impossible to understand was why there seemed to be more and more female soldiers ahead of him.
A flash of silver flickered through the air, and a female soldier holding a heavy machine gun appeared out of nowhere. The beautiful girl had barely appeared before she threw back her head and shouted, "Long live the master!" Then she pulled the trigger, and the heavy machine gun in her hands spat out a three-foot tongue of flame as a torrent of bullets poured toward the castle.
"This... this is!"
Gu Xiechen froze.
"Who did you provoke?" Rú Huá had rushed out of the castle as well. He stood behind Gu Xiechen in a daze and said dryly, "A Realm Master. It can only be a Realm Master! But this person's ability is so bizarre!"
Rú Huá's attendants charged into the ranks of female soldiers like streaks of black lightning. Their heavy fists slammed into the women, each blow punching straight through their bodies.
Flesh flew and blood splattered as the dozen or so low-level zombies cut through the female soldiers' formation like a hot knife through butter. Just as they turned to charge through the formation again, dozens of silver flashes emerged around them simultaneously.
This time, dozens of beautiful women with bombs strapped around their waists appeared out of thin air. Crying, "Long live the master!" they charged fearlessly toward the dozen or so zombies under Rú Huá's command.
Several female soldiers seized each zombie, tightly entangling the dozen or so low-level zombies. Then came a violent explosion.
The dozen or so low-level zombies had no ability to withstand the bombs. They and the dozens of beautiful girls were blown to pieces together.
"Long live the master!" Amid the cheers, nearly a hundred beautiful girls dressed as ninjas and wielding long blades appeared amid flashes of silver light. The girls let out shrill battle cries, raised their blades, and surged toward Gu Xiechen and Rú Huá like a tide.
Even though Gu Xiechen had faced life-and-death battles countless times, these girls who had no fear of death still sent goosebumps racing across his body!
But in the next instant, surging fury erupted from Gu Xiechen's heart. Fear? Gu Xiechen had actually felt fear?
Anger and shame flushed Gu Xiechen's face crimson. His heart rate shot up to six hundred beats per minute, his claws became nearly transparent, and threads of bone-piercing chill spread in all directions. The rain falling within ten meters of him turned into fine grains of ice.
"Kill!" Gu Xiechen howled toward the sky. "What kind of bullshit Realm Master?"
The Snow Soul Divine Claw danced across the sky. Dozens of long blades were reduced to scraps of worthless metal beneath the indestructible claws and scattered away. Gu Xiechen showed no mercy. Like soul-reaping messengers from hell, the Snow Soul Divine Claw pierced the bodies of dozens of girls. Snow Soul True Qi burst forth, and one graceful, beautiful body after another exploded from within, bloody ice lotuses blooming across the grass.
All the dead girls slowly broke apart into streams of light, and dozens of streams flew simultaneously toward the crescent-shaped lake before the castle.
Rú Huá's eyes suddenly turned blood-red as he hissed, "That Realm Master is in the lake! Kill!"
With an angry roar, Rú Huá transformed into a blur and shot toward the center of the lake. Charging after him, Gu Xiechen vaguely heard Rú Huá still muttering words like "Flying Yaksha."
A muffled boom came from beneath the lake. A column of water surged skyward, and a dazzling silver sword aura tore through it and stabbed straight at Rú Huá's lower abdomen.
Rú Huá grinned viciously, completely ignoring the sword thrust aimed at his vital point. His hands formed claws as he savagely swiped at the silver figure behind the sword aura.
With perfect coordination, Gu Xiechen flashed out from behind Rú Huá. He concentrated all his power into his left claw, sending three hundred and sixty consecutive claw strikes tearing through the air toward the silver figure's flank.
The silver figure gave a crisp laugh, and Rú Huá's claws and Gu Xiechen's claw strikes landed solidly upon the person's body.
With a thunderous boom, all three were swallowed by a blinding burst of fire.
Rú Huá and Gu Xiechen were blasted nearly a hundred meters away. Both spat blood and fell onto the cold, damp grass.
The delicate and beautiful Siren slowly emerged from the lake. His elegant brows lifted slightly as he looked at Rú Huá and Gu Xiechen lying on the ground without the slightest sign of life, then smiled.
"My children, go inside, kill everyone, and take all the valuables."
Siren tilted his head and gave an order to those fanatical beauties.
Before you continue