The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 257 Paying A Visit

Chapter 257 Paying a Visit

"Find a place to settle her down, but not at the base. Look for a nearby hotel." Billy pointed at the little girl, speaking up.

Since they were waiting for the other side to come to them, they couldn't stay at the SHADOW base. After all, not many dared to raid the SHADOW headquarters.

"Boss, who is she?" Judge asked after a moment of confusion.

"Not sure for now!" Billy shook his head, explaining the situation to Judge briefly.

"Someone's practicing this dark and sinister technique? Damn." Judge commented while frowning, and he had two SHADOW men come forward to take the little girl.

Just as Billy had estimated, not long before midnight, someone arrived. The hotel where the little girl stayed was about five kilometers away from the SHADOW base. Judge specifically instructed to find a more remote location and cleared out all guests from the hotel. A group of about thirty black- clad figures entered the hotel courtyard. Leading them was a young man, unremarkable in appearance with no distinguishing features.

"It should be in this hotel. Move quickly. Start from the first floor and search each room. Once you find the person, evacuate immediately!" The young man gestured as the group arrived at the lobby entrance.

The others nodded, and they headed towards the lobby.

"No need to search. Let me tell you where the person is!" Judge's voice rang out casually, and he strolled out from the lobby.

"Hmm!?" The young man paused, his pupils slightly contracting. "Who are you?"

A sense of unease arose within him. Judging from the situation, it seemed like they were waiting for him to show up.

"I think you should answer that question instead. Who are you guys?" Judge's voice remained calm. "Tell me, and I might spare your lives."

"Impudent fool!" The young man's brow furrowed. "I advise you that this matter is beyond your control. Hand over the girl, and you might survive! Otherwise, your family will suffer as well. Believe me, I'm not bluffing. It's not just an empty threat!"

"So, you're not willing to talk, huh?" Judge shrugged. "Then let's talk later."

With that, he signaled. "Take them all down. Kill anyone who resists!"

Following his command, about a hundred SHADOW members rushed into the courtyard, each with a cold crescent blade.

"Damn!" The young man's brow furrowed, his voice heavy. "Attack!"

Without saying a word, the group of around thirty men drew their weapons and charged at the SHADOW guards.

However, the strength and numbers were vastly different between the two sides. In less than two minutes, apart from the lead man, all of them either lay down or were left severely injured.

"What... what kind of people are you?" The unease in the young man's heart grew stronger.

"Enough with your nonsense!" Judge's eyes narrowed, and he swung his wrist, slashing his blade through the air.

The young man immediately sensed a strong impending danger. His pupils contracted, and he quickly blocked with his sword.

With only Battle General-level strength, he couldn't fend off Judge's strike. After the blade passed, his arm was severed at the shoulder, blood gushing out. The young man grunted, cold sweat breaking out as he stumbled several steps back and managed to say with difficulty, "A Half-Step Warlord!?"

"Now, can you answer my questions?" Judge didn't respond to his statement but calmly continued, "Who are you guys, and where is your hideout?"

Without hesitation, the young man turned around and dashed toward the door. But the disparity between their power levels was like heaven and earth. He no longer had the courage to stay.

"Still want to run?" Judge's voice grew colder. With a flick of his wrist, the blade swung again.

The blade's lightning-fast arc slashed through that man's right knee, causing his lower leg fell to the ground, and the young man toppled over.

"Ah!" He couldn't bear it anymore and screamed hysterically.

"You have two more chances. After I've severed your other hand and foot, if you still won't talk, it'll be your head." Judge walked over as the young man whimpered on the ground.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you..." The young man had no more defiance left. He believed Judge wasn't just trying to scare him. After a difficult swallow, he continued, "We are from Ethereal Force Martial Prowess in Yarlington..."

"Ethereal Force Martial Prowess?" Judge's brow furrowed. "Who ordered you to capture the girl?"

"It... It was our martial arts master..." The young man continued through difficulty.

"Such a death wish!" Judge's eyes narrowed, and the blade's gleam flashed.

"Don't..." The young man trembled. Before he could finish his sentence, he stopped abruptly. A line of blood appeared at his throat, and he convulsed a few times before becoming still.

"Ethereal Force Martial Prowess? What kind of background is that?" Billy asked as he returned to the SHADOW base.

"Yarlington is known as the city of martial arts. Many martial artists set up schools to recruit disciples. Ethereal Force Martial Prowess is the biggest among them." Judge responded.

As the governor of the east region, Judge was well-informed about the influential forces and organizations in his jurisdiction.

"If I recall correctly, the most prominent family in Yarlington is the Yarwood family, right?" Billy pondered before asking.

"Yes!" Judge nodded. "Ethereal Force Martial Prowess is a part of their enterprise."

"Let's go check it out." Billy's eyes narrowed. He got up and walked towards the door, followed closely by Stout and Judge.

Ethereal Force Martial Prowess was located on the outskirts of Yarlington, in a mansion covering around fifty to sixty thousand square meters.

As Billy and his group were on their way, inside a stone cave at the back of the mansion, several skeletons were scattered on the ground. The cave had an eerie draft, and an unrelenting wind blew through it. A man in his early fifties sat cross-legged on a cold and damp stone, cultivating and meditating.

Before long, the air around him began to surge, building up speed and forming a powerful vortex. Soon, an aura of malevolence emanated from him, causing the stone walls to release a gust of wicked energy, which rapidly flowed towards the vortex.

Boom!

In no time, a formidable aura exploded from the man's body, shaking the walls of the cave. Pebbles fell from the ceiling, and the large stone beneath him cracked.

"Ahahaha..." In the next moment, the middle-aged man stood in place and laughed uproariously, "Congratulations on your success, sir!"

"Hahaha, the Dark Omen Technique indeed lives up to its reputation. Within three months, it has allowed me to break through from the Battle God to the Warlord realm. Truly a divine skill!" The middle-aged man was none other than Jesse Yarwood, the leader of Ethereal Force Martial Prowess.

"Inform everyone, send out battle notices to all the martial arts schools in Yarlington. Starting tomorrow, I will kick them all out of Yarlington!"

"Yes!" The two men bowed and replied. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

"Have they found that little wretch who escaped?" Jesse Yarwood eased his aura and continued his inquiry.