As if they had been struck by a train, the remaining five fighters were brutally thrown backward and landed in a pile of snow.
Some died, while others were severely injured, and none of them were able to stand up again.
“What? The nine fighters lost?” The Harmon family was devastated to see that the skilled fighters they spent a hefty amount to hire hadn’t even been able to touch a hair on the Dark Lord’s head.
“Who’s up next?” The Dark Lord stood at the same gazebo, and he peered down at those useless fools.
“Even those nine fighters lost to him. There’s no way anyone could win against him.” The Harmon family exchanged fearful glances, none of them daring to step forward. Was this the end of the Harmon family?
“The two of us will have some fun with you, Dark Lord.” Suddenly, a grave voice broke the silence.
Everyone turned to see two shadows emerging from the sky, nimbly making their way toward them. They moved as stealthily as a cat, making it hard for others to spot them.
“They’re awesome!” Everyone was amazed by the two men, who moved past the trees and toward the Dark Lord.
As they approached, everyone finally realized who the two elderly men were.
“Master Herman! Sir Leon!” Caelus was overjoyed to see them.
“They’re finally here!” Ivy and Maria cheered at the new arrivals, who were none other than the leader and assistant leader of the Invincible Guardians, Herman, and Leon Delgado.
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“You’re finally here.” Hector and the rest of the Harmon family heaved sighs of relief. Now that the leader of the Invincible Guardians was here, the Dark Lord couldn’t do too much damage. After all, these two men were martial artists who were close to becoming grandmasters.
“I hope you can forgive us for arriving late, Hector. Herman lowered his head respectfully.
“Of course. Having you two here is already a godsend.” Hector smiled. Things had seemed quite bad earlier, but fortunately, there hadn’t been much real damage.
“Let’s not waste time. We’ll take care of things from here.” Herman turned around to face the gazebo. “Dark Lord, you’ve committed grave sins Bold of-you to not surrender yourself now that the two of us are here!”
“No wonder you guys weren’t afraid. You had the Invincible Guardians protecting you.” The Dark Lord narrowed his eyes.
“If you’re scared, you better kneel and apologize right now. We might spare your life that way.” Leon bellowed.
“Scared? Pfft! Guilds like yours always like to bully people with numbers. How strong can you be? I challenge you to a one-on-one fight!” The Dark Lord taunted.
“Why would I need Herman’s help to deal with the likes of you?” Leon snorted.
“You better remember what you just said.” The Dark Lord’s gaze darkened, a sinister smile on his face.
“Hold on!” Dustin suddenly called out. “Sir Leon, you’re no match for him on your own. You have to work together if you want to have a winning chance”
“Nonsense!” Leon glared at him. “I’m nearly a Grandmaster martial artist. I can take care of this fat Divine-level bastard easily!”
“I’m just giving you a piece of advice. Even animals give it their all when catching prey much weaker than them, so there’s no need to risk it,” Dustin responded.
“Shut up! How dare a stupid brat like you tell me what to do! Step aside!” Leon was pissed that Dustin would question his capabilities.
“What?” Dustin frowned, and his expression turned cold. “If you insist on doing things your way, forget I said anything.”
He only gave that piece of advice because of the Harmon family, but since Leon refused to listen to him and even insulted him, he might as well just turn a blind eye.
