Heaven Domain (Iwan Cliff)

Chapter 151 The Person Who Truly Wants to Stop Carl

Chapter 151 The Person Who Truly Wants to Stop Carl

As time passed, the top forces in Gotham all turned their attention to the Miller family. Currently, four top families were joining hands to destroy the Miller family, with two 100-year-old aristocratic families covertly behind them. Everyone was waiting, waiting for the return of Carl Addison. If Carl could not come back in time, the Miller family would be dead. The reason was that these top forces didn't take Carl's orders anymore now. They wanted to disobey his orders!

At 10 a.m., in a subsidiary of the Military Headquarters in the suburbs of Gotham, Peter Addison, the leading figure of the younger generation of Gotham at the early stage of the God-of-War level, picked up the phone so sullenly, calling his grandfather Carl.

"Grandpa, can you reach Gotham before 6 p.m.?" Peter asked the question that the top forces in Gotham cared about the most.

A noise of fighting faintly came from the other end of the line. Only after a while did Carl's voice come, "I don't really think I can. It takes time to solve all the problems at hand. It will have been done at least by this afternoon!"

But then said quite solemnly on the phone, "Peter, listen! I command you to take your whole department to rush to the Millers' house in Gotham. Remember, even if you die today, you'll have to hold on until I come back!"

"Yes, sir!" Peter shouted a reply. After hanging up, he dashed out of their camp and shouted at the 1000-strong elite soldiers, "The 9th Branch of the Dragon Warrior Guards, listen! Assemble now! Bring all the artillery and go to the Millers' house! Right now!"

Peter was now really anxious. People in Gotham did not know Iwan's real strength, but he knew. And the Miller family in Gotham was another family of Iwan! His mother's family! If something

happened to it, the whole Gotham City would be in chaos! Anyway, these great families in the city could not bear the wrath of the Lord of Heaven Domain at all. And there was no exception for the over 100-year-old noble families!

Peter was quite confused at the moment. In theory, with something so terrible happening to the Miller family, Iwan should have received the news though he was far in Cleveque. But why hadn't he done anything by now?

What Peter didn't know was that Iwan had done something-he had sent 10 top Gods of War to the Miller family house yesterday. And he also had asked an Emperor-level powerhouse to protect the family in the dark!

And Teddy Huggins, whose strength could be as great as Carl's at the critical moment, also supported him, so he could dare to keep on "luring fish" in Gotham! Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Of course, Peter knew nothing about these things. At the moment, while assembling the Dragon Warrior Guards under his command, he called the younger generation of the great families in Gotham. True, many of the younger generation in the city were top Half-a-step Gods of War, a step away from the Gods of War. Youths like this were trained to be the next successors in all big families, and they were in great numbers.

"Damon Kurt, if you're my good brother, bring all the Half-a-step Gods of War of your family and rush to the Millers' house with me!"

"Jonathan Banks, stop your nonsense. Go meet me in the Millers' house! Bring as many people as possible!"

"Homer Marc! You've been thinking you can beat me, haven't you? You've been hoping to have a duel with me, haven't you? Okay, bring all the Taylor family's men to help me for once! If you want to pick a fight in the future, come to me anytime!"

...

In his office, Peter dialed number after number. He just didn't know how many people he could take there now. After all, the big families in Gotham knew what was happening to the Miller family, but he could not care so much. He must gather as many people as possible!

"The Carter, Flores, Stewart, and Morgan families, you all want to die! You're all f*cking risking your neck! You can never imagine who you have truly offended! You don't know what kind of powerful man you've offended! You really f*cking think that the one in Cleveque is just a God of War, eh? A horde of idiots..." Peter cursed inwardly.

"General! The 9th Branch of the Dragon Warrior Guards has been assembled. All the thermal weapons have been loaded onto the military vehicles! Please give instructions!" a warrior walked in at this moment and said to Peter solemnly.

"Go! Quick, quick, quick!" Peter said unhesitatingly. He could not waste time anymore. Although the forces in Gotham had made a compromise with the Carter and other families that they would launch an attack at 6 p.m., no one could guarantee they would not act earlier. After all, they had turned hostile openly. Since they had ignored his grandfather's order, what else would they not do?

"Boom...." The next moment, the Dragon Warrior Guards of the Military Headquarters' branch under the command of Peter whooshed toward the Millers' house.

At this moment, those of the younger generation of the Gotham forces who had received Peter's emergency calls all fell silent. Some chose to go over without hesitation, simply because Peter was the successor of the Military Headquarters of the Dragon Kingdom that everyone consented to in their heart. More importantly, Peter was now likely to reach the middle stage of the God-of-War level, and he was also the grandson of Carl, an Emperor-level powerhouse. Therefore, almost no one in Gotham doubted his future.

But more of the younger generation chose to remain silent, meaning that those who went to support Peter were just the minority. You know, Peter had called 40 to 50 people, but less than 10 went in the end. This showed that forces focused on family interests even in Gotham.

...

Time went by, and it was soon afternoon. At 3 p.m., in the depths of the Gobi desert of the Dragon Kingdom, Carl, Rendon, and their team, with the strong air of battling soldiers, walked quickly toward a few helicopters. Soon they boarded, heading for the nearest airport as fast as they could. Anyway, they had to rush back to Gotham. If they could not deal with the Miller family's problem properly, then Gotham or even the whole Dragon Kingdom would be in chaos.

Carl looked quite sulky on the plane. Those aristocratic families even refused to take the order he had issued in the name of the Military Headquarters, so he was getting angrier.

Rendon's aura fluctuated violently, not like the aura fluctuation of a Half-a-step Emperor-level practitioner anymore. Sure enough, back then, when he went to meet Iwan, he even had not shown all his strength.

Looking at Rendon, Carl asked, "Rendon, how soon can you really make a breakthrough?"

Rendon's aura fluctuated violently a few more times, and he suppressed it. Then he said slowly, "I'm not worried about it. If I wanted to make a breakthrough, I would have done it a few years ago. I've been subduing it. Outsiders all think that the Emperor-level powerhouses are unimaginably great figures, but we can't fool ourselves. The ordinary Emperor levels are far from enough on the high- end battlefield. I want to wait a little longer before perfecting my cultivation somewhat. And I also want to kill an Emperor level with my unexposed strength at a critical moment! Then our Military Headquarters will have a much better life in the future..."

After that, he immediately sighed and continued, "Alas, even if I've made a breakthrough, I can't defeat the Lord of the Heaven Domain. When I went to Cleveque City to meet him, I felt he also reserved a lot of his strength. Besides, Carl, do you really think that he couldn't kill Sullivan the time he went to the overseas battlefield to hunt him half a month ago? And did he have to run after him for as long as 24 hours?"

Rendon's eyes glistened with disbelief. After all, back then, while he was chasing after Sullivan, he freed Even from trouble, proving that he did not go all out to hunt Sullivan!

His eyes looking graver, Carl said to Rendon, "Right, we have to go back as soon as possible. Do those narrow-minded ones in Gotham really think you and I are hurrying back to save the Miller family? They are idiots! And I think the men of the Domain Lord must have assembled in Gotham, right? The latest news has it that the current Heaven Domain is progressing at super high speed. I really don't know how the child has made it happen. Now there are even over 50 publicly known powerhouses. There are also four Half-a-step Emperor-level practitioners! And the four of them are almost like you. They are all trying hard to suppress..."

Rendon nodded and said, "And 10 of the top Gods of War of the Heaven Domain have left overseas battlefields. Presumably, they have gathered in Gotham. Fortunately, the Domain Lord hasn't yet arrived in Gotham because he has to let his wife take over Morgan Group in Cleveque. This is our chance. We'll have to get there earlier than him! Otherwise, Gotham would be... a river of blood!"

After that, Rendon heaved a deep sigh, his face quite grave. True, Carl and he had not worried about the Miller family from the very beginning. They were afraid that the angry Iwan would slaughter the most powerful families in Gotham and even the noble families behind them. That would be too influential...

Carl asked Rendon with a frown, "Rendon, I have a premonition. Actually, if the child goes to Gotham, that'll be fine. But I'm afraid he won't! If he doesn't go, that's real trouble..."

Rendon suddenly stood up and said with great terror, "You, you mean he's 'fishing'?" He widened his mouth when he finished it. Now he suddenly knew what was going on.

Carl nodded bitterly, sighed deeply, looked out the porthole, and said, "I hope you and I can reach Gotham smoothly. I hope..."

...

At 5 p.m. in the Gotham Western Suburb Airport, Carl, Rendon, and a group of Super Gods and Gods of War of the Dragon Kingdom landed there. Without hesitation, they got on the military vehicles, heading for the Miller family house.

Yet, 10 minutes later, they suddenly saw a large scale of roadblocks and all kinds of the world's top electronic jamming equipment on the freeway in the western suburbs of Gotham. The car fleet Carl was in had no choice but to stop. When they got off, they saw that two powerhouses wearing retro robes at the early stage of the Super-God level were ahead of them. The two men were from the secluded noble families in Gotham.

When Carl got off, the two people said to him with a smile, "Marshal Addison, sorry, please have a chat here..."

"Haha..." Carl looked at them and laughed.

"Uh? Why are you laughing, Marshal Addison? We two families are not intended to wage war against you. You are clear about it. But the Miller family in Gotham must be destroyed this time because we also need resources..." the other powerhouse said to Carl. Carl was at the Emperor level, but they had master practitioners backing them up from noble families. Although they couldn't defeat Carl, Carl could not destroy them because there were certain rules...

Some forces that could date back to the long past had made rules with Carl, so the two men were not afraid of anything.

At this time, Rendon laughed and looked at them with some sympathy, saying, "Hah, guys, do you think we're going to save the Miller family? Ho ho, it's too late! You people chose it. Late, it's late! You are really generous with money! The best electronic jamming equipment! You must have spent a lot of money, right? ..."

After that, Rendon and Carl went to a spot to sit down and rest, not anxious at all.

"Uh... what do you guys mean? Aren't you rushing back to save the Millers? If not, what else are you going to do?" the two powerhouses from the top noble families in Gotham were appalled.

But before they could finish speaking, they were horrified at the same time. They could not even move an inch because an Emperor-level practitioner that was no weaker than Carl had appeared behind them!

Then they heard him say, "Because they want to save you people! ..."

"Puff..." As soon as Mr. Huggins finished that, a blood slit appeared on their necks.

"How could that be possible?" The two men turned around with difficulty, so frightened. Their life was fading rapidly. They... could not live...