Chapter 1183

Chapter 1183

Nash had decided to wipe out the Freemans even if he did not receive any official support.

This decision was motivated not only by Nash’s desire to seek

revenge for Melody but also for the hundreds of apprentices of the Meyers’ martial arts hall and the Cosmos Martial Arts Hall.

The weak were prey for the strong. This was how the world worked.

Without power, one would always be the prey.

Power was everything.

“The killer’s name is Arthur Freeman, son of Benjamin Freeman and grandson of Harold Freeman. He’s exceptionally skilled, and word has it that he reached the Profound Reality Realm at just 25.

“He continued his training for another ten years and is now a

Mystique Loyalty Realm martial artist. He’s a truly rare martial arts

prodigy!” Hendrix briefly introduced Arthur.

Nash replied nonchalantly, “So what?”

Hendrix grinned and said, “Hey, I’m just letting you know who you’re dealing with. That’s all. I thought you’d find this information useful.”

“Uh-huh. More like you can’t wait for me to wipe out the Freemans.”

Nash rolled his eyes at Hendrix and headed over to check on Winston

and Wendy.

Their brains had almost fully recovered. Nash could see their brain

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nerves growing and connecting.

Just what were they?

Genetic Warriors?

Were they something else?

“The Freemans have committed many evil deeds. Each one of them has blood on their hands. Me and my squadron will not let them get away this time…” Hendrix said indignantly.

“However, a few Elders are currently on an overseas mission. I’m sure they’ll take action against the Freemans once they return!”

Hearing this, Nash chuckled and said, his voice dripping with

sarcasm, “Is that so? How long before they’re back? One year? Two

years?”

Hendrix gave him a look and thought to himself, ‘Urgh. Does he really

have to be so sarcastic about it? Why can’t he just let it slide

Ignoring his stare, Nash continued, “Don’t worry, I’ll take

Freemans. As for you, please take care of the aftermath!”

he

Hendrix said, keeping his voice low, “I heard the Freemans are a

on the way here. I think it’s best if you call for additional support!

According to a report from his Divine Strategy Squadron, Hendrix

knew that Nash had a lot of friends who were highly skilled martial

artists. All of them had reached the Mystique Loyalty Realm. The

number of Nash’s friends who had reached this level of martial arts

might even be more than that of the National Martial Bureau.

Nash was unfazed that Hendrix knew about his friends. After all, he

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was the same person who was able to know everything about the

Youngs. Nevertheless, he did not like this intrusion of privacy.

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Dawn arrived.

Hendrix had been cleaning up the place all night with people from the

Martial Arts Association, whereas Nash had remained in the main

hall, monitoring the Giles siblings.

Color had already returned to their faces, and their breathing had stabilized. It was as if they were just asleep.

Nash had spent the night observing them with his Third Eye but to no avail. He was still unable to explain the reason behind their

extraordinary healing abilities.

“The bodies have been cremated, and the National Martial Bureau is paying 500 million dollars per family as compensation!”

Hendrix announced while walking over to Nash. He was weal

suit, and his hair was damp from a shower.

Nash fell silent at his words.

Indeed, 500 million dollars per family was a fair amount, but human

lives were invaluable.

Seeing that Nash was silent, Hendrix continued, “By the way, our

Great Elder has gone on a trip to Motadine, so I reckon he won’t be coming over today. Your meeting with him will have to be postponed.”

“Alright.”

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Keeping a calm expression, Nash had a few thoughts.

He knew that the Divine Strategy Squadron was playing safe.

If he were to get killed by the Freemans, it was something he brought upon himself. It had nothing to do with them, and with that, it would not jeopardize their relationship with the National Martial Bureau.

On the other hand, if he succeeded in wiping out the Freemans, they would do everything to win him over.

Suddenly, Nash’s phone rang.

It was from Melody.

Recounting the memory of their previous night, Nash hesitated for a while before answering. “Hello…”

“I heard about what happened at the Meyers’ martial arts hall and the

Cosmos Martial Arts Hall. That was why you rushed off?”

“Yeah.”

“Was it the Freemans’ doing?”.

“That’s right.”

“B-Be careful, okay?” Melody’s voice was filled with concern.

Nash replied nonchalantly, “It’s just the Freemans. They’re no match

for me!”