The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 120 Envoy From The Place Of Darkness

Chapter 120 Envoy From the Place of Darkness

"Tell me, why did you want to capture Rakshasa alive? I'll spare your life if you tell me!" Billy demanded.

Ever since the incident in the park of Ozin, where Rakshasa had forced Flame Enchantress into a corner and threatened to kill herself, Billy had been suspicious. He couldn't understand why someone seeking revenge would bother capturing their target instead of just killing them outright.

It was clear that Rakshasa was hiding something important.

"The Place of Darkness has been searching for something very valuable. It might be on her..." Devil of Blood replied as he ran.

"What is it?" Billy furrowed his brow. He knew things were never that simple.

"It's... a map," Devil of Blood continued.

"What kind of map?"

"I don't know either. I've only heard about it and never seen it myself." Devil of Blood replied loudly.

"Do you think I'm seven years old?" Billy snapped back. "You sent people all the way to Glavale to capture Rakshasa without even knowing what kind of map it is?"

"I swear it's true." Devil of Blood insisted. "There are many people like me who are searching for this mysterious map because there's a huge reward offered for finding it."

"Who put out this reward?" As he spoke, Billy closed in on him until he was only twenty or thirty meters away from him at most.

"I don't know, I'm afraid no one in the Place of Darkness knows that." Devil of Blood added hastily before continuing with desperation in his voice, "Please let me go! That's all I know!"

"From the moment you sent someone to Ozin, your fate was already sealed. In your next life, be a good citizen!" Billy responded in a deep voice.

With that said, Billy wielded his blade.

"No..." Devil of Blood shouted out desperately.

Just then, a majestic force came crashing from the side and collided with Billy's blade, producing a deafening roar.

Devil of Blood was pulled back from the gates of hell.

"Hmm?" Billy narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at a man who was walking towards him from not far away.

The man was wearing black robe attire, skull mask, with a fierce chill enveloping him. He should be a Tier-two Warlord.

"Mr Messenger, kill him! He's one of Glavale's men who caused trouble in the Place of Darkness a year ago!"

Hearing the words of Devil of Blood, a hint of surprise flashed in that man's eyes. He looked up at Billy and asked, "Are you Commander Gardner from Glavale?"

"Give me your name!" Billy narrowed his eyes again.

"Nameless nobody, you can leave if you want to!" The man spoke coldly. "But Devil of Blood cannot die. If you try to stop me from killing him, I'll owe you a favor!"

"Sorry, I don't need you to owe me anything," Billy said calmly. "Today, no matter who comes, I'm taking his life! If you don't want to get into trouble, it's best to leave now. I can let it go and not argue with you!"

That man laughed and said with a deep tone, "I've heard that Commander Gardner of Glavale is decisive and courageous in battle and has great courage. Today I see it's true. But this is Place of Darkness, not Glavale! We control life and death here! I will protect his life today, he cannot die!"

"A year ago, what you did here, we haven't settled the score with you yet. If you continue to act recklessly today, I'm afraid this time, there will be no going back for you!"

"Is that so? You seem very confident." Billy spoke again. "No matter who you are, if anyone tries to stop me from killing Devil of Blood, then they will regret it. You can go down and keep him company!"

After speaking these words, Billy's momentum rose again, and he flashed towards the two people like a phantom. At the same time, his wrist quickly turned over as Bloodshadow Fury Blade pulled out several cold rays attacking into empty space.

"You are really arrogant!" That man roared while launching an attack; a majestic aura burst forth from him. Immediately after that, he exerted ten times his strength and smashed countless violent gusts towards Billy's sword stance with an imposing momentum.

However, he overestimated his own combat power. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

After the sword beams scattered on them, that man and Devil of Blood were defeated.

"I refuse..."

Devil of Blood had already been severely injured; how could he withstand such level attacks? He let out a roar before falling dead on the ground without any breath left in him. As for that man wearing a

mask, his situation wasn't any better. He was struck with dozens of bloody wounds, turning him into a walking mass of blood, his energy noticeably weakened.

"How... how could you be so strong?" The man took more than ten steps back before speaking with difficulty.

"Do not think that being a Tier-two Warlord makes you invincible?" Billy sheathed his sword.

"You made a big mistake today by laying hands on me." The man swept another glance at Devil of Blood lying dead on the ground before saying sternly, "You will regret this!"

"Is that so?" Billy spoke again, "Even if that day comes, you won't be able to see it!"

"You... You have no idea how powerful Place of Darkness is!" The man took a deep breath and said, "Do you know who I am?"

"I ain't interested in knowing who you are, all I know is you're gonna be a dead man soon!" Billy retorted.

"If you... if you dare to kill me, I promise you'll live in perpetual fear for the rest of your life..." The man's eyes revealed a hint of panic.

"Sorry, you can't scare me!" Billy replied in a low voice, "I'll give you a ride!"

With that, he raised his hand and swept out with a palm.

"No..." The man's soul trembled, and he let out a hoarse roar. And, he disappeared in blood mist.

"Don't meddle in other people's business in your next life!" Billy said and then turned around and left.

From the moment the other party had the intention to obstruct him from killing Devil of Blood, his fate was sealed. No matter what identity he had, he would have to die! As King of the West, the head of SHADOW, Billy Gardner feared no threats.

The number of people who died at his hands was beyond counting; countless individuals had once threatened him, but now they were all nothing but dust.

Over two years ago, Billy single-handedly battled ten top generals from different countries. As the fight neared its end, he left all of them severely wounded.

There were ten people who had threatened Billy, claiming that if he dared to kill them, their respective nations would ensure he lived in eternal fear. However, after uttering those words, each one of them fell to Billy's blade, none of them left alive!

King of the West believed only in absolute strength.