Billionaire God of War

Billionaire God of War
Chapter 726


Security in North Hampton appears to be higher than Pinemore's.


Not many grandmaster level fighters were strong enough to kill


another grandmaster level fighter in the north.


With someone like that in the city, it seems impossible for the Palmer Group,


little power from Greencliff, to be able to do anything.


Unless they don't want to live anymore.


Suddenly, a figure slid past them and they all went straight


be vigilant.


"Who is this?!"


They looked up in shock and looked around them, but they


didn't see anything.


Yet another figure slid past him, as if it was a ghost.


"Someone is here! Be careful!"


"Who is it! Out now!" one of them shouted loudly. Him


he opened his eyes wide, but he could see nothing.


"Are you looking for me?" A voice suddenly sounded next door


her ear. Before he could turn around, a hand grabbed his neck and


there was a loud crack.


His neck was broken in an instant.


The figure then disappeared again.


The rest screamed in fear. It's very scary.


Who'sis that?


They had no idea who it was or what it looked like and he had killed


one of them so easily.


Before they could even figure out what was going on, the others arrived


sent to fly. He fell hard to the ground and someone


it destroyed his brain before he could even scream.


Fear flooded the other men. What the hell is going on?!


A ghost!


A ghost attacked them!


"Quick... run!!"


"Hurry up and run! Someone has entered Pinemore and they're from Greencliff!"


They all started screaming and were about to run away when they saw


there was someone standing at the light pole not too far away. That guy


he looked up and his eyes looked green…


Is that a wolf?!


No, it's obviously human.


They are filled with fear and soon turn around, only to find that


there are more people behind them.


All of those eyes stared intently at them, their hair all standing.


"Don't fight with me over both."


As soon as those words were spoken, an entire group of men charged towards


them.


Two bodies fell to the ground and their eyes opened wide. The scene reflected


in their eyes were still people fighting over who would destroy


their heads.


There was a group of men who moved like ghosts. They are everywhere and


killing everyone without leaving a single person behind.


They continued to sweep through the city like this, and even some of the fighters


the highly skilled one had his head crushed and died miserably in the


all way.


There is widespread panic in the illegal circle. Even before they can


understanding the situation, twelve out of the sixteen highly skilled fighters had


killed, including the two who had almost reached the level of a grandmaster!


Formation technique at full power!


The attack was a ferocious and decisive blow that could kill.


Its defense was a metal wall that was even difficult to penetrate by


sword.


Even if the opponent was close to reaching the grandmaster level, they could not survive


it was more than a minute when Brother Geoff and his men walked into the formation


these.


They were the most terrifying killing machines that night.


Reuben Brewer and Earle Fowler are still sitting where they are


relax and drink their tea and talk about what the next steps are for


their families and which path they should take.


They continued to discuss which family was the most powerful they should be


stay to maintain their position in the north.


Ruben's phone is ringing at the moment.


He saw who was calling and smiled faintly. "It looks like there's news.


People from Greencliff go to Pinemore first."


Earle's lips touched the teacup as she nodded.


"So that means you'll take the compliment this time."


Reuben laughed out loud.


He raised the call. "Hows it? Have you killed


they all?"


"WHAT?!"


His expression suddenly changed dramatically. The words he heard from


the end there made him wake up in shock.


"That's their whole group! The whole demon group! Our people all


been killed! They're all dead!"


"Sixteen highly skilled fighters! None of them survived, though,


they're all dead!"


The voice was filled with terror and he would soon have a nervous breakdown.


Ruben's face paled.


"Did you just say that our people are all.


dead already? Pinemore's illegal circle is gone?"


"Dead! All...all die! Eight highly skilled fighters from the family


Brewer's all dead..."


Reuben stood frozen like a statue. The frightened voice over the phone kept


echoing in his ears.