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Chapter 1081 Ten Thousand Martial Hall Disciples
Chapter 1081 Ten Thousand Martial Hall Disciples
Chapter 1081 Ten Thousand Martial Hall Disciples
These people, each one exuded a chilling aura, as if they were evil spirits crawling out from the depths
of hell. "Are you ready?" "Are you ready?" "Are you ready?" "Very well!" Devil's Frown nodded in
satisfaction. "Since everyone is prepared, in this battle, we must eliminate Chris and retrieve the
Dragon Emblem remnants!" "Eliminate Chris! Retrieve the Dragon Emblem remnants!" Thousands of
Ghost Sect disciples roared in unison. After the failure at the Guardian Michael Martial Conference,
there was only one path before Devil's Frown-leading all the forces of Ghost Sect to launch a
desperate attack on East Coast to kill Chris! Then, they could take back the Dragon Emblem remnants
from Chris's hands, fulfilling the task given to him by Hall of Death Lord Jenson!
"Let's go!" Devil's Frown waved his hand. Thousands of Ghost Sect disciples marched fiercely toward
the East Coast city area. At this moment, the Chief Guardian asked, "Branch Head, how should
Guardian Michael be handled?" Devil's Frown glanced at the bound Guardian Michael in the corner
with disdain and said, "Send two people to watch him. After I've killed Chris, I'll settle the score with
him!" "Yes!" The Chief Guardian arranged some Ghost Sect disciples to guard Guardian Michael. After
all, Guardian Michael was already injured and couldn't stir up any waves!
Soon, Devil's Frown and his followers left in a grand manner. Seeing their departing figures, Guardian
Michael couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know if this time Devil's Frown and the others would be
victorious or defeated. If Ghost Sect won, he was undoubtedly doomed! If Ghost Sect failed, then... For
a moment, a glimmer of hope appeared in Guardian Michael's eyes!
In the blink of an eye, a dark cloud loomed over the city, and the entire East Coast fell into a strange
silence. Streets and alleys were deserted, devoid of any people, pedestrians, or vehicles.
Devil's Frown, leading thousands of Ghost Sect disciples, felt something was amiss as they walked
along the road. Nevertheless, he had no way back. Since they had come to East Coast, he had only
one goal-killing Chris and taking back the Dragon Emblem remnants!
Upon arriving at the Martial Hall, they saw Chris sitting alone at the entrance with a chair in front of him
and a tea table with a teapot and several cups. Smoke rose gently, and the fragrance of tea filled the
air, creating a tranquil scene.
"Chris!" Devil's Frown squinted at Chris, alertly scanning the surroundings for any ambush. He hadn't
expected Chris to be alone here. Seeing Chris, Devil's Frown immediately sensed something familiar
about him. This was the Hall of Death's first envoy, with whom he had crossed paths a few times
before! He hadn't expected that the leader of Ghost Sect was actually the first envoy of the Hall of
Death! This realization made Chris inwardly cautious. It seemed that the strength of the Hall of Death
was even greater than he had imagined. Otherwise, how could the esteemed leader of Ghost Sect
willingly submit to someone else?
"Heh!" Faced with Chris's mocking tone, Devil's Frown chuckled lightly. "It doesn't matter what you call
me. I truly didn't expect that you would know I was coming!" Since arriving in East Coast, he had
remained hidden, trying to be as discreet as possible. But now it seemed that Chris had known of his
arrival long before. This made Devil's Frown realize that Chris's strength was not to be underestimated!
"Tch!" Chris sneered. "You may think you're clever, sending Guardian Michael to compete in the Martial
Conference, but I know exactly what game you're playing. You think you're smart, sending Ghost Sect
disciples in batches. However, you've forgotten that East Coast is my territory. From the moment you
entered East Coast, you were under my surveillance, and I knew your every move!"
"Oh?" "Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Devil's Frown smiled lightly, but inside, he felt nervous. He hadn't
expected that all his actions were under Chris's control.
"Hmph!" Chris continued disdainfully. "Originally, I organized this Martial Conference to lure out the Hall Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.
of Death Lord Jenson, but unexpectedly, you, a nobody, showed up instead!" With a faint smile, he
added, "It doesn't matter. Since you're here, why don't I brew a cup of tea for you?"
"No need, I can't stand your tea!" Devil's Frown rejected Chris's invitation outright and continued, "The
Hall of Death Lord Jenson holds a noble position. It's not something someone like you could lay eyes
on."
"Is that so?" Chris said lightly. "The Hall of Death Lord Jenson really puts on airs. I wonder if he'll show
himself after I kill you."
"Kill me? Just you, against me?" Devil's Frown sneered. "Look behind me-thousands of Ghost Sect
disciples. To kill you today, I've brought the entire might of Ghost Sect!"
Faced with Devil's Frown's mockery, Chris remained silent. Instead, he clapped his hands lightly and
said, "Come out!"
Chris looked at Devil's Frown's grim expression and sneered, "How about that? Do I have enough
people?"
"Chris, even if you have many people, what of it?" Devil's Frown roared, "Each of my Ghost Sect
disciples is a match for a hundred. You lot are nothing but a bunch of weaklings, utterly insignificant in
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"Is that so?" Chris coldly chuckled. He took a sip of tea, then uttered a sentence: "Those who kill the
Ghost Sect branch head can view the Dragon Emblem remnants for three days."