Chapter 414: The Ending of the Party
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Chapter 414 The Ending of the Party
?"Argh!" The dragon threw the knife at Jesse.
Jesse swung the sword made of the golden light and sliced through the knife, evaporating it from existence.
Dragon glanced at the pistol that was lying on the ground, contemplating his next move. He didn't want to try his luck in close combat because of the sword of golden light.
"Ahh!" Jesse swung the golden sword across the air, unleashing a wave of dazzling energy that sliced through the air with a deafening crack.
Dragon's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly dropped down to the ground with great urgency.
The dazzling energy shot past him and smashed into the wall behind him, creating a massive explosion of rubble and dust.
"Argh!" The dragon stood up with a sweaty forehead. 'Fenrir, it seems we haven't touched even a fraction of the possible power. I'll make sure to torture all the information out of this bastard!'
...
Outside the mansion.
Boom!
A loud explosion destroyed a portion of the mansion's wall.
"Jesus!" The police officers cried out, their eyes shrinking in shock and disbelief at the force of the blast.
The police commissioner ran out of the tent and looked at the explosion in shock.
"An explosion, the hell?"
"Is this the doing of the pale eyes?" A member of the High Society asked with a trembling voice.
"Who else could it be?!"
"They also have explosives with them? If that's true, how could we possibly enter the mansion without endangering the hostages!"
"Are there even hostages left? Did they blow up all the hostages already?!"
Jack looked at the scene in horror, hoping that what he was seeing was not true.
"They must be dead." A person with an indifferent expression said. "Well, I suppose this is it."
Jack clenched his hands so hard that his knuckles turned white, and he then grabbed the indifferent-looking person by the collar.
"You bastards."
The person's indifferent expression vanished, and he stared back at Jack with shock in his eyes.
"J-Jack, what is the meaning of this?"
"Because you bastards delayed the payment, they might be dead." Jack whispered and looked at his eyes with rage in his own. "If they are dead, I'll make sure that your family will be as well."
"You dare to threaten us." The person smacked his hand away and fixed his collar with a glare. "We are not pushovers. Also, what can you do, half-cripple?"
Jack looked at his walking cane and chuckled angrily. He tightened his grip on the cane, his coldness reflecting off his eyes.
The bullet missed Jesse by a great deal, and shot through the ceiling.
Thud!
Dragon fell to the ground, choking on his own blood while desperately trying to remove the golden knives from the back of his neck.
Jesse approached him, and made the golden knives fly back to him. They circled around his hand like planets around sun.
"The Immortal World..." Jesse whispered, snapped his fingers and made the golden knives disappear.
It was another skill he created during his time in Room of Damnation, but it was quite different from the rest of the skills.
The amount of swords and knives that he could create during Immortal Sword depended on his strength.
Now, since he was quite injured, and exhausted, he was able to create only measly two golden knives made of light. It was enough to sneak attack Dragon.
Dragon tried to reach out to Jesse, desperately trying to grab his arm, but eventually, his eyes rolled backwards to his skull, and his heart finally stopped beating.
The second leader of the Pale Eyes, Dragon, died.
Jesse gulped as he looked at Dragon's corpse, and felt slightly light-headed. It was his first kill, after all.
"Whew..." He sat down on the ground, hugging his legs, and wiped the sweat off his brows.
"I'll need some therapy after this...
"It was just supposed to be an ordinary Christmas dinner, but alas..."
...
A man with the codename Basilisk glanced at his wristwatch and impatiently looked towards the stairs. He hadn't heard anything from his boss, and it started to make him impatient.
However, at that moment, his mouth started foaming and he collapsed on the ground with lifeless look.
"Aaahh!" The nearby hostages screamed their lungs out as they saw him lying on the ground with shocked look on his eyes.
Everyone were shocked, wondering what the hell was happening, but then, the door broke apart, showing the night sky.
People looked at each other, seeing hope in their eyes, and started running towards the door, screaming and calling out to the cops.
They safely ran out of the mansion, and cried tears of joy as they saw police officers rushing through the gates, going to the hostages to offer some protection in case the terrorists started shooting.
At the front lounge, Anna looked at the scene with trembling eyes, but she didn't want to leave yet as she wasn't sure where her son was.
At that moment, a hand touched her shoulder, making her flinch.
"Mom, are you all right?" Jesse looked at her beautiful face with concern.
"J-Jesse?" Anna's voice trembled and she then quickly hugged him.
Jesse could feel her trembling body, clearly in fear and shock. He then saw Emily reuniting with her family, crying while they escaped out of the mansion.
"Mom, father is waiting." Jesse whispered.
"W-what happened?" Anna asked, confused by the sudden change of events. "W-where are they?"
"I'll explain everything later." Jesse sighed. "Let's leave; this party fucking sucked."
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Chapter 414 The Ending of the Party
?"Argh!" The dragon threw the knife at Jesse.
Jesse swung the sword made of the golden light and sliced through the knife, evaporating it from existence.
Dragon glanced at the pistol that was lying on the ground, contemplating his next move. He didn't want to try his luck in close combat because of the sword of golden light.
"Ahh!" Jesse swung the golden sword across the air, unleashing a wave of dazzling energy that sliced through the air with a deafening crack.
Dragon's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly dropped down to the ground with great urgency.
The dazzling energy shot past him and smashed into the wall behind him, creating a massive explosion of rubble and dust.
"Argh!" The dragon stood up with a sweaty forehead. 'Fenrir, it seems we haven't touched even a fraction of the possible power. I'll make sure to torture all the information out of this bastard!'
...
Outside the mansion.
Boom!
A loud explosion destroyed a portion of the mansion's wall.
"Jesus!" The police officers cried out, their eyes shrinking in shock and disbelief at the force of the blast.
The police commissioner ran out of the tent and looked at the explosion in shock.
"An explosion, the hell?"
"Is this the doing of the pale eyes?" A member of the High Society asked with a trembling voice.
"Who else could it be?!"
"They also have explosives with them? If that's true, how could we possibly enter the mansion without endangering the hostages!"
"Are there even hostages left? Did they blow up all the hostages already?!"
Jack looked at the scene in horror, hoping that what he was seeing was not true.
"They must be dead." A person with an indifferent expression said. "Well, I suppose this is it."
Jack clenched his hands so hard that his knuckles turned white, and he then grabbed the indifferent-looking person by the collar.
"You bastards."
The person's indifferent expression vanished, and he stared back at Jack with shock in his eyes.
"J-Jack, what is the meaning of this?"
"Because you bastards delayed the payment, they might be dead." Jack whispered and looked at his eyes with rage in his own. "If they are dead, I'll make sure that your family will be as well."
"You dare to threaten us." The person smacked his hand away and fixed his collar with a glare. "We are not pushovers. Also, what can you do, half-cripple?"
Jack looked at his walking cane and chuckled angrily. He tightened his grip on the cane, his coldness reflecting off his eyes.
The bullet missed Jesse by a great deal, and shot through the ceiling.
Thud!
Dragon fell to the ground, choking on his own blood while desperately trying to remove the golden knives from the back of his neck.
Jesse approached him, and made the golden knives fly back to him. They circled around his hand like planets around sun.
"The Immortal World..." Jesse whispered, snapped his fingers and made the golden knives disappear.
It was another skill he created during his time in Room of Damnation, but it was quite different from the rest of the skills.
The amount of swords and knives that he could create during Immortal Sword depended on his strength.
Now, since he was quite injured, and exhausted, he was able to create only measly two golden knives made of light. It was enough to sneak attack Dragon.
Dragon tried to reach out to Jesse, desperately trying to grab his arm, but eventually, his eyes rolled backwards to his skull, and his heart finally stopped beating.
The second leader of the Pale Eyes, Dragon, died.
Jesse gulped as he looked at Dragon's corpse, and felt slightly light-headed. It was his first kill, after all.
"Whew..." He sat down on the ground, hugging his legs, and wiped the sweat off his brows.
"I'll need some therapy after this...
"It was just supposed to be an ordinary Christmas dinner, but alas..."
...
A man with the codename Basilisk glanced at his wristwatch and impatiently looked towards the stairs. He hadn't heard anything from his boss, and it started to make him impatient.
However, at that moment, his mouth started foaming and he collapsed on the ground with lifeless look.
"Aaahh!" The nearby hostages screamed their lungs out as they saw him lying on the ground with shocked look on his eyes.
Everyone were shocked, wondering what the hell was happening, but then, the door broke apart, showing the night sky.
People looked at each other, seeing hope in their eyes, and started running towards the door, screaming and calling out to the cops.
They safely ran out of the mansion, and cried tears of joy as they saw police officers rushing through the gates, going to the hostages to offer some protection in case the terrorists started shooting.
At the front lounge, Anna looked at the scene with trembling eyes, but she didn't want to leave yet as she wasn't sure where her son was.
At that moment, a hand touched her shoulder, making her flinch.
"Mom, are you all right?" Jesse looked at her beautiful face with concern.
"J-Jesse?" Anna's voice trembled and she then quickly hugged him.
Jesse could feel her trembling body, clearly in fear and shock. He then saw Emily reuniting with her family, crying while they escaped out of the mansion.
"Mom, father is waiting." Jesse whispered.
"W-what happened?" Anna asked, confused by the sudden change of events. "W-where are they?"
"I'll explain everything later." Jesse sighed. "Let's leave; this party fucking sucked."
Chapter 414 The Ending of the Party ?"Argh!" The dragon threw the knife at Jesse. Jesse swung the sword made of the golden light and sliced through the knife, evaporating it from existence. Dragon glanced at the pistol that was lying on the ground, contemplating his next move. He didn't want to try his luck in close combat because of the sword of golden light. "Ahh!" Jesse swung the golden sword across the air, unleashing a wave of dazzling energy that sliced through the air with a deafening crack. Dragon's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly dropped down to the ground with great urgency. The dazzling energy shot past him and smashed into the wall behind him, creating a massive explosion of rubble and dust. "Argh!" The dragon stood up with a sweaty forehead. 'Fenrir, it seems we haven't touched even a fraction of the possible power. I'll make sure to torture all the information out of this bastard!' ... Outside the mansion. Boom! A loud explosion destroyed a portion of the mansion's wall. "Jesus!" The police officers cried out, their eyes shrinking in shock and disbelief at the force of the blast. The police commissioner ran out of the tent and looked at the explosion in shock. "An explosion, the hell?" "Is this the doing of the pale eyes?" A member of the High Society asked with a trembling voice. "Who else could it be?!" "They also have explosives with them? If that's true, how could we possibly enter the mansion without endangering the hostages!" "Are there even hostages left? Did they blow up all the hostages already?!" Jack looked at the scene in horror, hoping that what he was seeing was not true. "They must be dead." A person with an indifferent expression said. "Well, I suppose this is it." Jack clenched his hands so hard that his knuckles turned white, and he then grabbed the indifferent-looking person by the collar. "You bastards." The person's indifferent expression vanished, and he stared back at Jack with shock in his eyes. "J-Jack, what is the meaning of this?" "Because you bastards delayed the payment, they might be dead." Jack whispered and looked at his eyes with rage in his own. "If they are dead, I'll make sure that your family will be as well." "You dare to threaten us." The person smacked his hand away and fixed his collar with a glare. "We are not pushovers. Also, what can you do, half-cripple?" Jack looked at his walking cane and chuckled angrily. He tightened his grip on the cane, his coldness reflecting off his eyes. The bullet missed Jesse by a great deal, and shot through the ceiling. Thud! Dragon fell to the ground, choking on his own blood while desperately trying to remove the golden knives from the back of his neck. Jesse approached him, and made the golden knives fly back to him. They circled around his hand like planets around sun. "The Immortal World..." Jesse whispered, snapped his fingers and made the golden knives disappear. It was another skill he created during his time in Room of Damnation, but it was quite different from the rest of the skills. The amount of swords and knives that he could create during Immortal Sword depended on his strength. Now, since he was quite injured, and exhausted, he was able to create only measly two golden knives made of light. It was enough to sneak attack Dragon. Dragon tried to reach out to Jesse, desperately trying to grab his arm, but eventually, his eyes rolled backwards to his skull, and his heart finally stopped beating. The second leader of the Pale Eyes, Dragon, died. Jesse gulped as he looked at Dragon's corpse, and felt slightly light-headed. It was his first kill, after all. "Whew..." He sat down on the ground, hugging his legs, and wiped the sweat off his brows. "I'll need some therapy after this... "It was just supposed to be an ordinary Christmas dinner, but alas..." ... A man with the codename Basilisk glanced at his wristwatch and impatiently looked towards the stairs. He hadn't heard anything from his boss, and it started to make him impatient. However, at that moment, his mouth started foaming and he collapsed on the ground with lifeless look. "Aaahh!" The nearby hostages screamed their lungs out as they saw him lying on the ground with shocked look on his eyes. Everyone were shocked, wondering what the hell was happening, but then, the door broke apart, showing the night sky. People looked at each other, seeing hope in their eyes, and started running towards the door, screaming and calling out to the cops. They safely ran out of the mansion, and cried tears of joy as they saw police officers rushing through the gates, going to the hostages to offer some protection in case the terrorists started shooting. At the front lounge, Anna looked at the scene with trembling eyes, but she didn't want to leave yet as she wasn't sure where her son was. At that moment, a hand touched her shoulder, making her flinch. "Mom, are you all right?" Jesse looked at her beautiful face with concern. "J-Jesse?" Anna's voice trembled and she then quickly hugged him. Jesse could feel her trembling body, clearly in fear and shock. He then saw Emily reuniting with her family, crying while they escaped out of the mansion. "Mom, father is waiting." Jesse whispered. "W-what happened?" Anna asked, confused by the sudden change of events. "W-where are they?" "I'll explain everything later." Jesse sighed. "Let's leave; this party fucking sucked."
