Chapter 2155: Crete Military Academy
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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Babbitt was not an idiot. He did not waste time thinking about other things after he had a chance to run away.
It was more important to distance himself from the devil. He would worry about the rest after he was at the Crete Military Academy!
Babbitt kept looking back after he got on the road. He was afraid that Mo Fan would attack him from behind.
However, Mo Fan simply watched him leave. He did not give chase after Babbitt, even when the man was about to disappear from his sight.
Yuri was studying Mo Fan carefully. “He might get away with what he did,” Yuri noted.
“But there’s also a chance I can uproot the Guild of the Wicked. I have yet to settle many disputes with them!” Mo Fan countered.
“You are an interesting man,” Yuri said. She stepped closer to Mo Fan, staring at Mo Fan’s face with her attractive eyes and asked, “Well… may I leave?”
“Are you from the Guild of the Wicked?” Mo Fan replied calmly.
“No.”
“Then you may leave.”
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The wolves were adept at cleaning up the mess. The merchant guild looked quite normal when they were done, other than a few cracks. The wolves had enjoyed a good meal and went back to the Summoned Beast Plane. Some of them might even evolve after such a pleasant repast!
Mo Fan and the tattooed man were the only ones left in the guild.
Mo Fan did not ask the tattooed man to leave. He took out his phone and checked the time.
“The twenty-four hours I gave you have pa.s.sed. It seems like the highest rank that you could bring me to is Babbitt, but he’s nothing but a dog in my eyes,” Mo Fan said.
The tattooed man could not even stand properly. He did not want to die. He had joined the Guild of the Wicked because he wanted to gain things he could never earn by himself, even if he worked for his whole life, in a short amount of time. He had yet to enjoy his life, but he had stumbled into such a terrifying G.o.d of disaster!
“I…I…I beg your forgiveness… I don’t want to die! I didn’t mean to kill that young man. It was Kachasa who gave me the order, and I believe it was an order from Babbitt. I don’t even know why we had to kill him!” The tattooed man could feel his pants wetting.
The tattooed man was not so scared when he saw Mo Fan’s strength the first time. If he could not beat him, death would be his outcome.
The more of Mo Fan’s capabilities the tattooed man saw, the more he realized how much stronger the young man was. Even Babbitt, whom he thought was extremely powerful, had ended up like him!
The young man could pinch him to death easier than stepping on an ant!
It was just how humans were. If a country was erased by a war one day, the people would only think it was unbelievable and feel a little uneasy. However, finding their neighbor lying in a pool of blood would have a greater psychological impact on them. They would tremble in fear and cry like a child.
The tattooed man was in a similar situation. He still could not tell how strong Mo Fan really was. He just knew Mo Fan was strong enough to kill him. However, after living through the last day, he had realized he was basically digging his grave after trying to mess with Mo Fan.
He was going to die soon, but he no longer dared threaten Mo Fan’s family, friends, and close ones.
“Please, I’m begging you. I don’t want to die…” the tattooed man pleaded. He knelt in front of Mo Fan and knocked his head on the ground.
“You are regretting your actions, right?” Mo Fan asked.
“I am, I really am!” the tattooed man said.
“Do you regret joining the Guild of the Wicked?” Mo Fan asked.
“Give me one more chance. I will never harm anyone again!” the tattooed man said sincerely. He was overwhelmed by fear.
“I shall grant you a clean death since you have shown some remorse,” Mo Fan p.r.o.nounced.
The tattooed man widened his eyes. He suddenly s.h.i.+vered as he was looking at Mo Fan’s back.
A great chill ran down his spine. He turned around and saw a dark face right in front of him.
It looked exactly the same as his, except for a weird smile, like he was looking at himself through a haunted mirror!
“You might have the flesh of a human, but your soul has turned into something like that. Even you are scared of it,” Mo Fan informed him.
The tattooed man was startled. The shadow suddenly reached out its hands and grabbed his throat.
The tattooed man struggled fiercely, but he could not break free from the shadow’s grip. Its hands continued to apply ever-greater force.
He was having difficulty breathing. He could only stare at the face that looked just like his own.
He eventually died, staring at his ghastly shadow.
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Crete had a military academy in the south. It was around five kilometers from Jade Bay City, located at the top of a mountain with only a single road leading to it. Not only could one see the whole bay from the mountain, they could also see the southern coast.
A few trucks were transporting supplies down the mountain, most likely something that had to be kept fresh as the trucks had cold storage on them.
Major General Jessica was at the gate. She went up to the guard who was on duty.
“What’s going on here? Whose order was it to evacuate the people?” General Jessica demanded.
The guard looked at General Jessica. He replied without even saluting, “It’s an order from the higher-ups. Major General, you don’t have the clearance to ask questions about it.”
“I don’t have the clearance? We are the ones that brought the Steel Mountain Tyrant t.i.tan back here!” General Jessica swore.
“Major General, we are soldiers. It’s our duty to follow orders, so are yours!” The guard started lecturing a general instead!
General Jessica was anxious. She swore she was going to find out who was behind this!
They were currently at war. The Blue Star Tyrant t.i.tans were showing up in many areas, including other places in Greece.
The military was held responsible whenever the Blue Star Tyrant t.i.tans showed up, so General Jessica did not understand where the Blue Star Tyrant t.i.tans’ organs had gone, even though they had killed so many of them!
She could not care less about the organs of the Blue Star Tyrant t.i.tans, but she could not let the Steel Mountain Tyrant t.i.tan’s organs go missing, too!
“Officer… is Secretary Richard around?” a man in luxurious clothes with a strange expression asked urgently.
“Aren’t… aren’t you Mr. Babbitt?” the soldier tried to recall the man.