Chapter 269 His Final Hand
“No! You can’t kill me!”
Vulture felt the impending grip of death.
He let out a mighty roar in his final breath and revealed his final hand.
He never imagined that the situation would turn out like this and put himself in danger.
He kept his last option a secret, which was crucial for Vulture’s survival.
“I am an outer disciple of Chamber Mountain from the ancient families! If you dare to kill me, it’s a blatant disrespect to the ancient warrior of Chamber Mountain! Even the most loyal dogs know their masters. I’m an integral part of Chamber Mountain, so taking my life is not an option!”
The ancient warriors of Chamber Mountain were part of the Chamber Mountain lineage, one of the Three Mountains, Five Sects, and Seven Families.
People widely believed that among these prestigious lineages, the Chamber Mountain’s ancient warriors occupied the highest echelon in the ancient warrior world.
The ancient warriors of Chamber Mountain traveled the world. No one dared to provoke them. Vulture uncovered a crucial connection that he thought could make Leones back off and never try to strike again.
After all, no one could afford to provoke the ancient families of Chamber Mountain!
In the secular world, they were considered god–like beings.
“Lower your weapon, now!”
Vulture demanded firmly.
With his true identity laid bare, Vulture’s confidence surged.
No longer did he resort to pleading. Instead, he adopted an assertive stance.
Chamber Mountain had provided him with crucial support in moments of peril.
Had it not been for this critical moment of danger, he would have concealed his mysterious identity.
It wasn’t a matter of modesty but a fear of unveiling his shady past.
After all, his roots were far from noble, and his deeds were anything but honorable.
In the eyes of the world, the ancient warriors of Chamber Mountain were god–like figures, distant from worldly matters.
However, who could have imagined that they secretly employed people like Vulture and created chaos in their name?
Vulture understood that sullying Chamber Mountain’s reputation was out of the question. If he dared to create havoc in their name, the ancient warriors of Chamber Mountain would not forgive
him.
However, he had faithfully served Chamber Mountain over the years, undertaking numerous covert assignments. Now, at this critical juncture, unveiling his true identity was a move the ancient warriors of Chamber Mountain couldn’t afford to ignore.
“A Chamber Mountain outer disciple?” Leones asked with a cold tone, “How many of your kind are there?”
“Um… At least seven or eight?” Vulture replied, his certainty waning.
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He was, after all, only an outer disciple, and probing into Chamber Mountain’s personal matters was beyond his scope.
Vulture’s hope flickered as Leones hesitated, but at that moment, Leones thrust his sword through Vulture’s throat.
“You?” Vulture caught his breath. His expression was a mix of shock and fear. “How dare you attack me? I’m part of Chamber Mountain! You think you can take my life?”
Leones scoffed, displaying no mercy, “Not just a lowly outer disciple like you. I wouldn’t spare even the ancient warriors of Chamber Mountain here!
“Vulture, you’ve committed numerous sins. Today, you’ll face the consequences! Even Jesus himself couldn’t save you now!
“Hear me!”
Vulture, filled with terror, tried to say something.
But his throat, grievously wounded by the sword, gushed blood with every word he attempted.
He believed he was on the verge of death.
Simultaneously, the group from the Johnson family, including Darius, arrived subsequently. They were astonished to see Leones with his sword pointed at Vulture’s throat. They couldn’t believe Vulture had been cornered again and barely alive.
“Never would’ve thought that Vulture, who once ruled over Fatuma, would meet such a devastating downfall today”
“If Leones defeats Vulture, he’ll become famous throughout the land. It proves that heroes can come from the younger generation.”
“Haha! All hail to master!”
“Your Majesty commands great respect and fear.”
With relief, Lily watched as the chaos settled down silently.
Amid the critical moment, Leones became aware of a chilling sensation slowly spreading up his arm from the side.
Had Leones not summoned his inner strength to endure the biting cold, he could have been frozen in his tracks.
The bitter cold was unbearable.
Leones then turned his gaze back to Vulture. Astonishingly, the man on the brink of death, with blood gushing from his throat, found his bleeding abruptly frozen.
The next moment, someone seized Leones‘ wrist.
Suddenly, a mysterious figure appeared by his side, accompanied by a chilling gust of wind.
“Young one, that’s enough! Show some mercy!”
