Lord Death Is Now Back Home by Chris

Chapter 1130: Grandfather Abernathy "Yes!" Upon hearing Chris Shelby's command, Tiger and the others shouted in unison. What was Chris Shelby's strength? They were all very clear. A mere Peterson Abernathy was no match for Chris Shelby! Whoosh! Without any wasted words, Chris Shelby transformed into a blur and chased after Peterson Abernathy. "Peterson Abernathy, where do you think you're going? Face your death!" Chris Shelby's speed was incredibly fast. In just the blink of an eye, he was almost upon Peterson Abernathy. With a roar, Chris Shelby brandished a sword and thrust towards Peterson Abernathy. Peterson Abernathy turned his head and was instantly terrified. He had never expected Chris Shelby's speed to be this fast, leaving him momentarily unresponsive. Seeing Chris Shelby's sword about to pierce his heart with no way to defend himself, Peterson Abernathy closed his eyes in despair. "Father, run!" Just then. A figure rushed forward. Noah Abernathy, missing an arm, stood in front of Peterson Abernathy. With a clang, Chris Shelby's sword plunged into Noah Abernathy's chest. "Son!" Seeing this, Peterson Abernathy roared with red eyes. Noah Abernathy struggled to turn his head, staring at Peterson Abernathy firmly, weakly saying, "Father, run, or our Abernathy family will be finished!" "Son! My son!" "Ahhhh..." Peterson Abernathy let out a mournful scream. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes. Peterson Abernathy never imagined that his son, Noah Abernathy, would sacrifice himself at this critical moment. "Ahhhh..." From life to death, the most painful thing in the world. "Go! Go!" Noah Abernathy grabbed Chris Shelby's sword with one hand, eyes red with fury, and shouted at Peterson Abernathy. Peterson Abernathy knew it was not the time to linger. With his life, Noah Abernathy had saved him, and he could not betray Noah Abernathy. With a determined thought. Peterson Abernathy stomped his foot, turned tearfully, and hurriedly left. Seeing Peterson Abernathy's disappearing figure, Noah Abernathy's face showed a faint smile of relief. As long as his father was alive, the Abernathy family would not be destroyed. As for himself... Noah Abernathy looked at his empty sleeve on his right hand and chuckled sadly. He was now a useless person, a burden alive, better off dead! Having lost an arm at the hands of Chris Shelby, his heart was already dead inside. Once, he was the esteemed young master of the Abernathy family. Now, he was nothing. The process of falling from heaven to hell was truly unbearable. Seeing his father leave. Noah Abernathy turned to Chris Shelby, a sly smile on his face: "Chris Shelby, | have to admit, our Abernathy family really underestimated you! Never expected that we would perish by your hands!" "But if you want to destroy my Abernathy family, you'll have to step over my dead body!" Chris Shelby looked at Noah Abernathy and furrowed his brow. He never expected Noah Abernathy to sacrifice himself in such a crucial moment to save Peterson Abernathy. "Heh." Chris Shelby chuckled lightly. "I never expected such deep father-son affection between you two! But what does that matter? Today, | will surely destroy the Abernathy family, and even you won't be able to stop me!" Clang! With a crisp sound. Chris Shelby forcibly pulled out the sword. Instantly, blood sprayed out. "Ahhh!" Noah Abernathy screamed in pain. The light in his eyes gradually faded. He lifted his head, looking at the beautiful clouds in the sky. The world was so beautiful, he didn't want to die! But he knew, when the nest is overturned, where can the eggs remain unbroken? If the Abernathy family perished, how could he survive alone? "Tee hee, so beautiful..." Gazing at the sky. Noah Abernathy said his final words with a bitter smile. Bang! With a loud noise. He fell to the ground, lifeless. Chris Shelby glanced at Noah Abernathy's lifeless body and couldn't help but sigh lightly. Noah Abernathy was not at fault. His mistake lay in being born into the wrong family. There is a saying, "Cut the grass but leave the roots, and it will grow back." Noah Abernathy was the young master of the Abernathy family, the future heir. Chris Shelby would never let him go. "Take him and bury him properly!" After saying this. Chris Shelby once again chased after Peterson Abernathy with his sword. "Son! My son!" "Son, I'm sorry! You can rest assured, | will avenge you!" Peterson Abernathy lamented as he ran. Tears flowed like a torrent from his eyes. The grudge of killing a son! If he did not seek revenge, he would not be human! Gritting his teeth, Peterson Abernathy's heart swore to kill Chris Shelby. Peterson Abernathy's speed was incredibly fast. In less than a moment, he arrived at the backyard of the Abernathy family. The Abernathy family backyard was vast, filled with towering ancient trees, like a paradise on earth. Since the backyard was off-limits to ordinary disciples, despite the sounds of battle outside, it was unusually quiet here. The most important building in the Abernathy family backyard was the ancestral hall. The Abernathy family's ancestral hall was built with red walls and blue tiles, looking ancient and eerie. During the Abernathy family's ancestral worship days, the ancestral hall was the liveliest place. But usually, not a soul was present, making it seem haunted. Without hesitation, Peterson Abernathy dashed towards the Abernathy family's ancestral hall. Upon entering the hall. Similar to the Wind family's hall, the walls were filled with ancestral tablets of the Abernathy family. With a thud! Without hesitation. Peterson Abernathy knelt on the ground. Tears streaming down his face, he cried, "Grandfather, something terrible has happened, the Abernathy family is in danger!" At the top of the hall, an old man sat in meditation. Destiny, the grand patriarch of the Abernathy family.

In terms of seniority, Destiny was even older than the old anbemgl 5) maste[af REPNSiom generation 0 he Abernathy family. Please read the original content at NovelDrama.Org. He was over a hundred years old. In other words, he was born before the fall of the previous dynasty. Destiny was once the crown prince of the previous dynasty. However, when he was still a child, the previous dynasty fell, rendering his position meaningless.

Later, the Abernathy family retreated from the world, and shqrtly aftenthie dicafian of {RePrédiolia monarch, he‘committed suicide. Please read the original content at NovelDrama.Org. This prince-turned-master became Mr. Abernathy! Strictly speaking, Peterson Abernathy was Destiny's grandson. Destiny chose to go into seclusion to break through to the third stage of martial arts. He hoped to reclaim the lost glory of the Abernathy family. "Speak, what has happened?" Destiny asked calmly as he slowly opened his eyes.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

He knew that Peterson Abernathy would not disturb his editatian (1) less something Signi icant had happened to the Abernathy family. Please read the original content at NovelDrama.Org. "Grandfather, | have been unfilial!™