Chapter 913: Chapter 74: Backstab! _2
Chapter 913: Chapter 74: Backstab! _2
From the pit created by the main ship’s main cannon, there was nowhere to hide.
Except for the ‘room’ where Jason was.
And that ‘room’ had an excellent defense.
Perfect for avoiding the previous fireball attack.
Even Hera and a few others standing on the edge of the pit did not differ.
Thus, they watched as the massive fireball swallowed up Jason’s ‘room’.
Surrounded by fierce flames burning.
But, there was no sign of ‘their’ Leader.
A sense of danger resurfaced in her heart.
But, it was too late!
Everyone’s attention was on Jason’s ‘room’, neglecting the dark edges of the pit.
Dragging a tattered body, ‘their’ Leader, like a shadow, pounced on one of the ‘Hundred Major Families’ ‘patriarchs’.
In the unceasing sound of corrosion, came the pitiful scream.
But it was all in vain.
As if leeches had latched onto flesh.
‘Their’ Leader clung to the other’s body, voraciously feeding.
In an instant, the tattered body was whole again.
Seeing this, apart from the initial surprise, the remaining patriachs of the ‘Hundred Major Families’ showed no panic.
Their position had exposed them to far too many secret techniques.
The secret technique before them, although bizarre, was not unacceptable.
And most importantly!
‘Their’ Leader had appeared!
In their line of sight!
"The outcome is decided!”
Cook bellowed this thought.
The patriarch of the ‘Cook Family’ voiced everyone’s inner thoughts.
As more fireballs appeared above his head, the other ‘Hundred Major Families’ clan heads also launched their secret techniques.
They all targeted ‘their’ Leader.
As for the comrade that this Leader had latched onto.
They chose the fastest way to end the battle.
Well, it wasn’t them!
What’s more, having one less comrade was actually beneficial.
The fruit of victory would be shared among fewer people.
Of course, they would also divide the fallen comrade’s family fortunes equally.
The camaraderie of the ‘Hundred Major Families’?
Certainly, that existed.
Thus, they would spare the last-ranked, who knew no family secret techniques, a temporary ‘Hundred Major Families’ title—just temporary.
Naturally, they must go where they belonged.
And new ‘Hundred Major Families’ members?
However, that was a long way off.
At least, it wouldn’t affect their current gains.
In fact, there might even be unexpected windfalls later.
Thinking of such ‘unexpected windfalls’, these clan heads of the ‘Hundred Major Families’ fought with greater fervor.
Purple, green, white.
The bottom of the pit began to fill with almost a rainbow of light.
Some caused direct damage that could flay flesh from bones.
Some bound others in place, with indirect effects.
Others were so bizarre they could severely damage the soul, turning a person into a walking corpse.
A normal person, facing any one of these attacks, would die without a place to be buried.
Even the well-known martial artists from the civilian dojos would be at a loss.
Because these were attacks from the patriarchs of the ‘Hundred Major Families’.
The ‘Hundred Major Families’ could rule the world because
Strength was the foundation.
Merely an extension of strength.
In the ‘Hundred Major Families’, every clan head represented the strongest fighting force of their family.
Each and every one of them could be considered a true powerhouse.
And now, they had come together.
Their attacks all focused on one target.
What would the result be?
Pondor sighed deeply.
He didn’t believe ‘their’ Leader could survive such an attack.
Even if a Deity was to be reborn, it would fall under such an onslaught.
Dorco thought so too.
Being a man of superior strength, he could better discern what the situation was like.
‘Their’ leader was doomed!
Hera’s frown deepened.
Her intuition was alerting her.
Her gaze swept across the entire battlefield.
She hoped to find that hint her intuition was signaling.
But she found nothing.
When her gaze fell on Cook, the ‘intuition’ sparked again.
Before Hera could finish saying the word, a huge change occurred on the battlefield.
The fireballs suspended in midair plummeted straight down.
Only, their target wasn’t ‘their’ Leader.
It was Cook’s companions.
The flames spreading on the ground were like chains, restraining the actions of the companions.
Of course, selectively!
Cook intentionally chose targets with ‘weaker bodies’ and ‘poor defenses.’
Three or four chieftains from the Hundred Major Families hadn’t even the chance to scream before they were reduced to ashes.
But this was not the most direct impact!
The most direct impact was: Cook’s act of betrayal had caused the surrounding chieftains of the Hundred Major Families to scatter the secret techniques they were deploying against ‘their’ Leader.
One after another, they retreated, looking at Cook with eyes full of shock and uncertainty.
‘Their’ Leader had completely devoured that chieftain of the Hundred Major Families.
All that was left of the opponent’s body was a husk.
The battered body of this Leader, however, had returned to normal.
He stood there, surveying the surrounding chieftains of the Hundred Major Families with a light chuckle.
"After all these years, how could I possibly have ‘created’ only the Moket Family?”
"The Cook Family also belongs to me!”
"Guess, do I have more of my people among you?”
Their Leader’s face showed unmistakeable malice.
Then, the opponent removed the shadowy cover, fully revealing his true countenance.
Middle-aged, with graying temples, dense hair swept back to reveal a polished forehead, his features were utterly ordinary, the kind one would pass by unnoticed on the streets.
But at this moment, as the chieftains of the Hundred Major Families exchanged glances, such ordinariness had already become extraordinary.
Any chieftain from the Hundred Major Families felt terror-stricken under the gaze of this figure, worried if there were more moles among them.
Almost subconsciously, these chieftains of the Hundred Major Families increased the distance between themselves.
They watched each other warily.
Seeing this scene, their Leader laughed.
"How could there possibly be more?”
Yet the people around him did not relax their vigilance; on the contrary, they grew even more tense.
Seeing this, Cook also laughed.
Worthy of being the Leader!
Simple words had turned these fools paranoid and suspicious.
Thinking this, Cook stepped forward to his Leader.
Cook bowed respectfully.
His demeanor was utterly reverent, his voice filled with adoration, even though he’d just completed the most crucial part, he showed not a trace of arrogance.
Watching this rare scene with Cook, the surrounding chieftains of the Hundred Major Families gritted their teeth in hatred.
They had been deceived!
Anger and resentment brewed within these chieftains. As they contemplated how they would torture Cook if they captured him, a shocking scene unfolded.
Their Leader waved his hand.
Cook’s head fell to the ground.
His face showed shock and disbelief, his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes unclose.
While the Leader said indifferently,
"Become the sacrifice!”
"That is your true purpose!”
An inexplicable, great terror descended!