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Chapter_290
The Velvet-Thunder Juggernaut stood with an air of arrogant confidence, his gaze locked on Nash. His voice was firm as he ordered, “Kill him…”
The chant echoed throughout the Imperial Summer Manor, a deafening wave of murderous intent from every corner of the grounds. It filled the air, making it feel as though the very walls of the manor were closing in. Xeno and Finn, hiding in the car, were nearly paralyzed by fear. Their faces drained of color, and they exchanged nervous glances.
“Crap… Why haven’t Mr. Nash’s people arrived yet?” Xeno’s voice was shaky, his eyes darting nervously.
“What about your people from the Dragon Tiger Gate?” Finn asked, his anxiety mounting with each passing second.
Xeno’s voice was full of unease as he replied, “My people’s ranks are all low… How can they compare to the Green Bamboo Association?” His voice trailed off. The Green Bamboo Association was a terrifying force, with over a thousand Inner Energy Experts, each capable of taking down multiple opponents in the blink of an eye. Xeno’s forces were nowhere near their level, and he feared for his life.
Meanwhile, the Velvet-Thunder Juggernaut remained unbothered, his hands behind his back as he addressed Nash. “If you kneel and admit your mistake… if you pledge your alliance to the Green Bamboo Association, then I can ask the chief to name you the Smiling Juggernaut…”
But before Nash could respond, the ground beneath their feet suddenly trembled with a violent force.
Boom!
The tremors intensified, as though an earthquake was tearing through the earth beneath their feet.
In the distance, a group of figures emerged from the shadows. The four elders exchanged looks of horror, their faces paling as they felt the force drawing closer. Their unease rippled through the members of the Green Bamboo Association as well.
“What’s going on?” someone murmured. “Is it an earthquake?”
But another voice quickly replied, “I think people are coming… a lot of people…”
The murmurs spread like wildfire. “Who dares to oppose the Green Bamboo Association?”
The Velvet-Thunder Juggernaut’s eyes narrowed as he scanned the distance, his sharp gaze fixed on the approaching figures. As the group drew closer, it became clear: Zakariah Sinclair Zabel led the charge, followed by a sea of figures who moved with a coordinated grace, each step filled with a quiet yet overwhelming power.
The ground continued to shake beneath their feet with every step they took, the air growing heavier as the pressure mounted. The Imperial Summer Manor seemed to groan under the weight of their collective strength.
And then they appeared.
Behind Nash, a force of eight hundred Level Nine Great-Grandmasters descended, their presence like a storm descending upon the manor. Their black attire, embroidered with the word ‘Dark’ in gold, marked them as members of an exclusive and highly respected organization — the Ultimate Dark Web. This group, spread across the globe, had a reputation for sweeping through entire nations with unmatched martial prowess.
The mere sight of them caused Cillian to raise his eyebrows in realization. “It’s the Smiling Grim-Reaper…” His thoughts raced, connecting the dots. “He’s the one who called for the Heavenly Martial Arts Order.”
The Heavenly Martial Arts Order, a legendary force in the martial world, was created by Johnathan Calcraft, and Johnathan‘s apprentice was none other than Nash. Cillian’s mind reeled. “That would mean the Smiling Grim-Reaper is Nash… This guy has too many identities!”
Skadi, still confined to a wheelchair, was beside herself. She had barely convinced her grandfather to allow her to witness this, but now, in the midst of this chaos, her admiration for the Smiling Grim-Reaper was palpable. “He’s so cool…” she whispered in awe.
Beside her, Bianca was equally stunned, her gaze locked on the unfolding scene. “He’s the Smiling Grim-Reaper?” she whispered in disbelief.
As the Heavenly Martial Arts Order made their entrance, they moved in perfect unison. The group knelt as Zakariah Sinclair Zabel stepped forward, his voice powerful as he addressed the assembled crowd.
“Heavenly Martial Arts Order requests that Zakariah Sinclair Zabel present himself before the Order’s leader!”
“Greetings!” the others intoned in unison, following Zakariah’s lead as they knelt on one knee, paying homage to the Smiling Grim-Reaper. Cillian too knelt, his head bowed in respect.
The only two who remained standing were Bianca and Skadi, who exchanged nervous glances.
“Do we… do we need to kneel too?” Bianca asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.
“I don’t think so, it’s not like the Heavenly Martial Arts Order summoned us!” Skadi replied, her voice a little timid.
Nash turned to face the group, his voice calm and composed. “Get up!”
Despite his composed tone, Nash couldn’t hide his own unease. His forces were formidable, but facing such an overwhelming number of martial experts was no easy task. Half of the world’s Great-Grandmasters were now here, and their combined might was enough to alter the course of any battle.
The odds had shifted, but the real fight had only just begun.