Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1702

The entire Medical Elite ancient family shuddered at the deal that had been struck between Bruce and Levi. What would Levi want? Bruce nodded fervently. “Just tell me what you want. As long as it is within my ability, I'll do anything for you!” “You want your brother to live? There is only one condition! Kill the entire Medical Elite ancient family! All of them!” Gasp! As soon as the words left Levi's lips, a gasp sounded all around. How could he demand such a thing? The faces of the entire Medical Elite family drained of all colors. Kill all of us? Does he want to turn us against each other? He's too cunning! “This...” Bruce was dumbstruck. He hesitated. Levi's intention was obvious; he was trying to instigate a fight amongst themselves. This would greatly diminish their collective strength. He wanted to use Bruce to get rid of all fifty thousand traitors. How can I kill them all? The Medical Elite and all the council members of the Ruling Union turned to look at Bruce. “No, do not do as he says! You must calm down! Do not act recklessly!” “That's right! They're exactly like us now; a Ruling Union!” Various voices persuaded Bruce. At that moment, Levi spoke, “It seems your brother isn't taking this seriously. I guess I'll have no choice but to kill you!” “Bruce! Help me!” Byron shouted desperately. “I...” Bruce moved, almost involuntarily. “No! Bruce, don't move! Stand down and think this through!” “Calm down, Bruce!” Everyone begged Bruce. The Medical Elite began to fear for all their lives. “Bruce, he's trying to sow discord amongst us! Do not be fooled by him!” “Yes, let's try to save everyone here!” “Save everyone? What a joke! We're so far away! My brother will be dead before Rank Six even arrives!” Bruce retorted. “Bruce, don't act recklessly. There must be another way!” Levi's voice called out again. “You have three seconds to decide!” “Three!” “No, Bruce, please save me! I don't want to die!” Byron's fear heightened as Levi began his countdown. Having spent some time as Levi's captive, no one knew Levi better than Byron. Levi was a man of his words. “No, stand down! Do not be fooled by him!” The atmosphere was tense. Cold sweat prickled Bruce's forehead. His vein was pulsating at his temple and his entire body was shaking with fear. “Two!” Bruce! Please save me! I don't want to die! Bruce, please! Help me!” Byron screamed. He was going mad with fear. “Don't promise him!” “Calm down! Calm down! Don't make this situation worse just because of one person!” The Medical Elite and the others glanced at each other nervously. All of them were in a panic. Every single heart was beating wildly and every single one of them was breathing rapidly. Among all of them, Bruce was the most frightened one. His brother's life hung on one end and on the other, the lives of tens of thousands of other people. His mind could not quite fathom the decision in front of him. Bruce's face had turned purple as if he had been holding his breath, and his entire body was soaked with sweat. He was shaking uncontrollably. His fists were clenched tightly by his side. This is an impossible decision to make! Levi's face was void of any expression or emotion. None of their lives mattered to him at all. His lips twitched and he slowly opened them, “One!” At the exact moment that he called out the number, the mess in Bruce's mind untangled itself. “I agree to your condition. I'll do it.” In the end, Bruce gave in to Levi's demand. He was breathing heavily. Never in his life had he been filled with so much fear. All fifty thousand of the traitors were collectively stunned by Bruce's words. Their faces all turned white.