Chapter 1688 The Killers

Tyr drew in a breath of cold air. “The ancient martial arts world is massive,” Jules continued. “The reason why is not only because of Creeds, but also because of the various reclusive clans and sects. Every family is intertwined with one another, and all types of talents cross paths in various fields of ancient martial arts.” “The Second World abroad is even larger in size. As a result, our people do not interfere with the mortal world at home, but many forces of the Second World abroad have something to do with us.” “The Second World abroad controls a lot of the world's lifelines while we also control the families of the Second World. The reason why those great families of the Second World are afraid of us is not solely due to the strength of our martial arts. It's because many of us are in control of their country.” “If one day, the Second World and ancient martial arts world have a conflict and a war breaks out between us, they will discover that many of their peers are our supporters. ” Tyr suddenly got the whole picture. Perhaps what Silas had told him before was only a superficial understanding. These Creeds might appear to be mediocre on the surface, but their foundation had not changed after a hundred or even a few hundreds of years of development. In fact, they were even more terrifying than they were in the past. A foreign mega-corporation might have been controlled by a family in the Second World, but that family was actually under the control of Creeds of the Celestial Empire behind the scenes. All of this information was kept hidden behind the scenes. Who was the brain of this chess game? It was very likely that no one was aware of it. Take the White family for example. They only had two or three hundred years of heritage and only controlled the area at the foot of Misty Slopes on the surface. But how many generations had grown up in the White family? The clan had a large number of collateral relatives today, some of whom had gone on to become leaders in other ancient martial arts organizations. Others were in charge of international megacorporations. How terrifying would it be if these forces came together? All of the things presented to the world by the Creeds of ancient martial arts were just the tip of the iceberg. Perhaps only that family knew what a terrifying legacy lay beneath the surface of the iceberg. “I heard your organization severed all ties with the mortal world when you guys returned to the Celestial Empire?” Jules asked. “That’s right.” Tyr nodded. “Do you think it is the right thing to do?” Jules squinted his eyes. “If you want to be a trader, you must have the strength to do so,” Tyr replied as he beamed. “My organization is lacking in the ability, and the mortal world’s ties make it difficult for us to develop our skills. As long as we keep moving forward with all our hearts, once we become truly strong, it will be easy to reclaim what we cut out before.” "Well, I’m glad that you get the idea. It is said that more preparation can speed up the pace of work.” Julius laughed. “When you’re truly powerful, you’ll realize that those so-called forces in the mortal world are merely nothing in your eyes. You don’t even have to do it yourself if you want to get something. It will be delivered to your doorstep by a variety of forces everywhere.” “Thank you, Senior White, for clearing my doubt,” Tyr said to Jules, together with a hand gesture. The SUV had exited Fern City’s highway at this point. It would take another ten minutes for them to enter the city. It was a bit chilly outside. The car’s heat had been turned on, but the air inside was a little stuffy after a long period due to the closed environment. Ettore opened the window, eager to get some fresh air. His expression abruptly changed at this precise moment. “Stop the car!” Ettore suddenly yelled. The driver reacted very quickly by slamming onto the brake. As soon as the car stopped, Ettore opened the door. Then, he jumped out of the vehicle as soon as possible. He stood in front of the car, his ferocious gaze scanning the surroundings. Tyr and the others in the car frowned as well. Tyr had already sensed the murderous aura as a Transformation fighter, and it was coming straight at them. “There are killers out there.” Tyr then asked, “Are they here for Oly?” Jules’ expression darkened instantly. “Get out of the car!” Simultaneously, everyone in the car opened up the door, and got out of the vehicle as fast as possible. As soon as Jules got out of the car, he took Jules and dashed eight meters to the front with him. The reactions of Tyr and Olympias were quite fast. They rushed out as quickly as possible too. A gunshot rang out in the night sky. A bullet had blasted through the vehicle’s fuel tank before the gunshot sounded. In an instant, the entire car exploded and blew up into the air. Tyr and Jules were doing fine, but the car’s driver didn’t share their good fortune. The explosion threw the driver into the air, seriously injuring his back. When he landed, his back was a bloody mess, and he grunted with a painful expression. “Wynn, are you okay? ” Jules hurriedly rushed toward the driver, his worried face tensing up at the gruesome giht. “I’m fine, Master Jules.” The driver was in so much pain that he inhaled sharply multiple times. However, he remained smiling at Jules, as if he didn't want Jules to be too concerned about him. Tyr could discern Jules’ character based on how he treated others at this point. Even if Wynn was just a driver and a subordinate, he treated others with respect. Those subordinates also held him in high regard as their leader. He had a knack of winning over people’s hearts, which was a major plus in Tyr’s book. Despite the injuries that he had sustained, the driver’s life was not in danger. Given the case, Jules was relieved. Suddenly, a large group of black-clad killers with blades rushed out from their surroundings. There were a few dozen of them, all dressed in black and wore masks over their faces. It was impossible to tell who they were in the dark. They moved at breakneck speed, and their forms were swift and nimble too. None of them appeared to be ordinary assassins. “Master Jules, stick to my side at all times. ” Ettore gripped the blade in his hand firmly. He locked his gaze on those killers in black that were rushing toward him. Ettore's murderous intent was already leaking out of his body. Boom! The blade in Ettore’s hand had already slashed at the lead killer when he arrived before Ettore and the others. A glow of a domineering blade slashed down from the sky. It instantly slaughtered a few assassins and knocked them down in a pool of blood. Seeing this scene, Tyr was secretly surprised. The power of Ettore’s sword was not inferior to that of Tyr. Unfortunately, those killer attacks were even more decisive and domineering. Every domineering and powerful attack that came from their blade gave people the impression that they aimed to kill. Ettore was unquestionably a top-tier fighter. He had already stepped into the Transformation Realm. Even Tyr couldn’t see through his true power. There were killers that continued to attack them from all directions. Until now, Tyr and others still couldn’t tell who was the target of this group of killers. Were they aiming for Olympias?