Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 1499: Couple’s Watch

Chapter 1499: Chapter 1499: Couple’s Watch

The Ghost King was quite the character, after all.

Seeing the golden sword stabbing toward him, he didn’t hesitate for a moment and immediately grabbed the bronze knife on the ground, raising it to block in front of himself!

Clang!

A tremendous force exploded, like a bomb!

It sent him flying three to four meters away!

The Ghost King’s body slammed against the wall, feeling as if his bones were about to shatter!

“Attack!”

He roared hoarsely.

Th𝖎𝓈 ₡h𝘢pƚ𝗲r 𝖎𝗌 p𝘰𝖘𝙩𝓮𝒹 b𝓎 𝕂ɩţℯ𝕟◎𝙫ᥱ𝗅

Over ten young disciples from Gossamer Cave drew their swords and charged forward!

Julius Reed didn’t even use his sword.

His feet shifted rapidly, leaving behind streaks of afterimages throughout the room!

With thirteen punches launched, the disciples of Gossamer Cave collapsed in disarray, lying scattered on the ground.

Each of their chests had a large piece pressed inward.

Dead beyond saving.

“This…” The Ghost King’s eyes went wide!

What kind of monster was this?

Terrifying to such a degree!

As a veteran of the martial world, he saw his chances and immediately grabbed the bronze knife!

Dashing toward the door!

“Move!”

Splatter!

The Ghost King swung his knife, instantly cleaving the traitorous follower of the City Lord’s Mansion at the doorway into two halves!

“If you want to leave, then leave—I won’t stop you,” Julius Reed stretched out his hand and yanked forcefully! “But, your life must stay behind.”

Swish!

Nine blades, placed at the door at some unknown time, abruptly sliced through!

They returned to Julius Reed’s Nine Heavens Thorn behind his back!

On his way here, he had been amazed to discover that the Nine Heavens Thorn could actually retract!

In its smallest form, it could adjust to fit within the palm.

At its largest, it could expand to a diameter of three meters!

Currently, the Nine Heavens Thorn rested within his sleeve!

When he had annihilated the young disciples of Gossamer Cave earlier, Julius Reed had thrown the nine blades at the doorway, and now he reclaimed them!

Using his momentum, the Ghost King couldn’t halt his steps.

But something frighteningly bizarre happened; his body split into ten sections, scattering across the private room’s entrance.

Hagan Marsh froze.

Ian Jorden froze.

The Grandmasters of the Unbeatable Divine Hall, who had been hiding among the City Lord’s Mansion forces, also froze.

A perfectly fine person—how had they shattered into pieces?

Julius Reed stretched out his right hand and gently grasped!

The Great Zhou Lanya Sword fell into his palm.

“You dare touch my people?” He thrust the longsword against Hagan Marsh’s neck sharply. “Quite bold of you!”

“I…”

Hagan Marsh felt his mind go completely blank!

Why was this happening?

The City Lord had already been captured. All they needed to do was kill the City Lord and then leverage Colton Leopold’s power to consolidate Middle Three Road and successfully seize control!

But now!

His eyes fixed on the Ghost King’s dismembered corpse, broken into ten parts.

His mentor—dead?

How could he be dead!

That was the Ghost King…

“Trying to leave?”

Julius Reed tilted his head back, casually grabbing the box of hidden weapons on the table with his left hand and rapidly triggering the mechanisms!

All the spies of the Unbeatable Divine Hall collapsed into pools of blood.

Free from his restraints, Ian Jorden stood up shakily.

“Master!”

He stood but then dropped to his knees again instantly!

“For more than ten years, Ian Jorden has never forgotten his loyalty, nor has he ever betrayed you!” Ian placed one hand over his chest, tears streaming down his old face.

More than ten years!

He had lived with someone else’s face and endured a life not his own!

Now, an unplaceable sense of relief washed over him instead.

It was over.

Everything was over.

Rip!

Ian Jorden pressed his right hand against his temple, slowly ripping off the mask on his face.

“You… you’re…” Hagan Marsh’s eyes widened in shock!

His entire body felt numb!

This was…

Skin painting?

The person in front of him was not the City Lord!

Then where was the true City Lord?

“Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s guilty servant Ian Jorden greets the Holy Lord!” Ian fully removed the mask, kneeling resolutely before Julius Reed.

“I…” Hagan Marsh felt as if thunder had struck him.

“Do you think I’ll spare you?” Julius Reed didn’t immediately question Ian Jorden but instead glanced at Hagan Marsh with a trace of amusement: “Impressive of you—to escape the City Lord’s Mansion and even collaborate with Ilario Young? But the helpers you brought in are too weak.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Hagan Marsh nodded repeatedly, his mouth trembling uncontrollably as he said, “I am no match for you. If you spare my life, I’m willing to…”

“I’m asking: where is Ilario Young?” Julius Reed interrupted him, pressing the longsword closer.

“He’s in…” Hagan Marsh could clearly feel the sharp pain in his neck!

Blood was already trickling down the wound, staining his collar red.

“Can you not kill me?” Hagan Marsh feared death.

Seeing his dream of becoming the City Lord shatter, all he wanted now was to survive.

“If I kill you, Elaenor Wood will meet a bad end.” Julius Reed spoke slowly.

“Ilario Young is at a recycling station in the slum, called Marquis. Tomorrow, he plans to lure Ambrose Young out and kill him in one go!”

Under the duress of fear, Hagan Marsh seemingly forgot that Ian Jorden had addressed Julius Reed as the Holy Lord just moments ago.

And Elaenor Wood—how could she possibly be the Holy Lord?

His mind had already gone blank!

Filled with terror, and shock!

Right now, Hagan Marsh was only thinking about staying alive.

But that desire—was far too extravagant.

“Yes! Prince Bradley! All of this was orchestrated by the City Lord’s Mansion’s Think Tank, Prince Bradley! It’s him! He’s in the tunnel under my feet right now!” Hagan Marsh suddenly recalled this, pointing downward frantically and yelling loudly, “It’s all him!”

“Devlin? Predictable.” Julius Reed wasn’t surprised.

To seize power, overcoming the City Lord was an unavoidable step.

Earlier in the evening, Ian had abruptly left the City Lord’s Mansion, and Julius Reed had followed him in secret, hiding outside the entire time.

He only revealed himself when the Ghost King made his move.

“Prince Bradley planned to lure the tiger away from the Mountain of Leaving, sending Pendleton’s men to kill the women of Bead Pulse in the City Lord’s Mansion!” Hagan Marsh rushed to divulge every secret he knew, hoping for survival.

“He also said we’d meet the Eternal One!”

“Oh? Well, you’ve met him now.” Julius Reed slashed with his sword, severing Hagan Marsh’s head.

Sorry, Elaenor Wood.

Whoosh!

He raised his hand slightly, and the door slammed shut.

The room now contained only the master and servant.

“You have ten minutes.” Julius Reed planted the Great Zhou Lanya Sword into the ground beneath him, sitting down on a chair, expressionless as he spoke: “Ten minutes to recount your ten years.”

“Bead… Bead Pulse is in danger!” Ian Jorden suddenly lifted his head, remembering Hagan Marsh’s mention of Pendleton targeting the women. “Pendleton’s going to kill her!”

“Do you believe I won’t kill you first?” Julius Reed leaned forward slightly, his expression dark: “Speak!”

Silence.

The room fell utterly quiet.

“You have nine minutes left.” Julius Reed instinctively glanced at his watch, only to realize that he had gifted his Rolex to Gabriel Young, leaving his wrist bare.

“Nine and a half minutes.” Ian Jorden glanced at his own watch before calmly removing and offering it to Julius Reed: “As the Holy Lord, your wrist should never be bare.”

“Speak, and don’t disappoint me.”

Julius Reed took the watch and landed a punch squarely on Ian Jorden’s face!

Whoosh!

Blood sprayed.

“It was me who saved your daughter’s life.” He inhaled deeply after speaking, calmly fastening the watch onto his wrist.

But as his eyes fell onto the watch’s faceplate, he froze.

This…

Was identical to Gabriel Young’s?

“Back then, the watch that Ilario Young had—it was my gift.” Ian knelt on the ground, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and chuckling bitterly before breaking it in two.

“This watch came from Thunderpeak Hall. You know, Thunderpeak Hall poured immense resources into research and development, reaching unparalleled levels. At the time, I arrived in Swimming City and advised Ilario Young to stage his own death. But back then, I wasn’t yet the City Lord.”