Lord Chapter 272

Chapter 272 Wylie Surrounded

Billy stood up and declared, “Let me lead the charge this time, Dad!”

He wanted to make a name for himself by leading a successful attack and completing the

mission.

‘Sure, but you need to be careful,” replied Wylie.

“Relax, Dad. I know my limits,” answered the excited Billy.

He then turned around to his men. “My fellow men! Let us charge and occupy the Landor residence and capture all our targets! You may take whatever you want from the house once the target is secured!”

“Charge!”

“Kill them all!”

“Leave none alive!”

The Mahayan Pavilion’s men feverishly charged into battle following Billy’s speech.

They had been harboring intense anger ever since they had to flee Easton.

They spent their days kneeling and relying on charity in order to survive, intensifying their pent–up hatred further.

Today, all the members of Mahayan Pavilion finally got the chance to vent their frustrations.

The Landor residence was immediately boomed with countless weapons firing and battle cries.

The Landors‘ men who were stationed around the house were startled by the sudden sounds.

“Shit! Enemies are coming!”

The entire Landor residence was startled after receiving the alert.

Georgie and the rest of the heads of the noble lineages all stood

up from their seats.

One of the maids ran up to Georgie and reported, “Bad news! A large group of men are attacking us!”

Everyone’s expressions immédiately sank.

“Georgie! Are we going to sit around and wait for our death?”

Everyone turned to Georgie and awaited his answer.

“We’re fighting back, ‘of course. We aren’t cowards that can’t fend for our own lives. With our enemies right at our doorstep, it’s time for us to fight with everything we have,” declared

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Georgie then rushed out to the battlefield.

The rest of the men followed suit as they realized they didn’t have any other options.

“Kill them all!”

“Spare not a single soul!”

The Landor residence had turned into a hellish battlefield in an instant.

The Mahayan Pavilion’s men were currently locked in combat with the fighters gathered by the Noble Lineages.

“Wylie? Why are you doing this?”

Georgie was taken aback to find Wylie leading the charge.

The rest of the men were also surprised that the enemies they were facing weren’t Galecrest

but the Mahayan Pavilion’s men under Wylie’s command.

Their confusion soon turned into intense anger.

They couldn’t believe that someone like Wylie would be so arrogant as to launch an attack. against them.

It was too outrageous.

Wylie stared at all the men and declared, “Mr. Wilson had ordered me to eradicate the Eight Noble Lineages, Georgie. It would be wise to simply surrender yourself and spare your own men from dying unnecessary deaths.”

“You’re nothing but a lapdog for Cole, Wylie. What made you think you were so powerful as to bring your men to attack us by yourself? Do you really think we’re such an easy target? answered Georgie.

Wylie’s expression sank the moment he heard that.

“F***ing bastards! Kill them all!

The Mahayan Pavilion’s men all roared out in unison as they crushed the Eight Noble Lineage’s forces.

They were all elites that went through rigorous training and were leagues above the scraps that the Eight Noble Lineage could gather..

Georgie and the rest of the men began to panic as they watched their men retreat from the battlefield.

“Wylie, today’s the day you shall witness our true strength!” shouted Georgie.

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All seven heads of the elite families then rushed toward their enemies.

Each of the men’s strength was only a step below that of an eternal grandmaster.

“Come at me then! I’ll kill every single one of you!” Wylie laughed as he readied himself for

bloodshed.

Wylie had seemingly turned on a switch within himself as he emanated intense killing intent at his targets.

He was seemingly displaying his presence and power as an eternal grandmaster.

Georgie and the rest of the men were startled by the sudden shift in Wylie’s attitude.

A loud thunk could be heard as blows were exchanged from both parties.

Even though Wylie was an eternal grandmaster, Georgie and his men were still experienced tier–three fighters who could stand their ground.

Suddenly, Vermont had arrived to help with his own men. “You should have told me earlier that something this interesting would happen! I’m here to help!”

“Vermont, you bastard! You’re finally here!”

Georgie was elated to find Vermont arriving to help.

Vermont laughed. “We Eight Noble Lineages share the same enemies. Why would I stand around and do nothing when my friends are in danger?”

He then rushed straight to fight Wylie without a second thought.

Wylie’s expression had turned for the worse upon Vermont’s arrival.

He could manage to fight to a standstill with the seven of them, but he realized he might not

be able to fend off Vermont.

Wylie soon began to lose his composure within the next few seconds.

Veins popped across his forehead as he seemed to be losing his strength.

The rest of the Mahayan Pavilion’s men were also facing similar difficulties as the Zann

family’s forces arrived to help.

Wylie thought of retreating as he realized that the rest of his men would be wiped out if the fight dragged on.

“Retreat!”

He immediately turned around and began to flee.

“Don’t let this bastard get away! Get him!” shouted Georgie upon realizing that Wylie was

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Georgie understood that he might not be able to stop Wylie from running away as he was still. stronger than them.

“I can’t believe I’ve fallen for your trap. This isn’t the end! All men of Mahayan Pavilion, retreat!” shouted Wylie.

Billy immediately acted on the given order even though he was still fervently locked in battle.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in front of Wylie. “Trying to run, Wylie? It’s too late.”

Wylie’s expression instantly turned for the worst. “Melvin? Why are you here?”

Melvin had arrived with reinforcements of his own.

He smiled and replied, “I’ve made a mistake by letting you get away back in Easton, Wylie. But I won’t let it happen again. Mr. Lynch had ordered for your death!”

“Caspian Lynch!” roared Wylie.

Wylie realized that he should have known that this entire operation was a trap.

He didn’t want to prolong his stay on the battlefield as it had turned hectic with Melvin’s

arrival.

“Your beloved Celestial Sanctum is no more, Melvin. You should be trying to pick up back home instead of meddling with the affairs in Naporia!” shouted Wylie.

He could not comprehend what Melvin was trying to achieve.

“I’ll deal with your men back in Easton after I kill you right here!” answered Melvin.

Wylie finally realized that escape wasn’t possible.

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He could only fight to the death now that he had no other options left. “I’m bringing you down with me today.”

The battle resumed even though Mahayan Pavilion was on its last legs.

Melvin and Wylie faced off against each other while the rest of their men duked it out.

Melvin managed to land a strike on Wylie’s chest.

Wylie coughed a mouthful of blood and fell onto the ground.

Vermont and the rest of the men swarmed upon the disarmed Wylie the moment they saw the opportunity to do so.

Dozens of blows rained upon the already beaten–up Wylie.