Lord Protector Novel

Zeke's heart swelled with excitement.

Just when he thought that his martial arts journey had been permanently cut short after losing his powers, hope had risen for him once again.

In fact, the likelihood of him getting back his powers was extremely high.

The man flipped open the manual carefully and started studying the technique.

Practitioners of Planetary Pull needed to adhere to exceedingly strict requirements.

First and foremost, the practitioner would have to damage his own life force, completely clearing the energy in his body.

That was to prevent the clashing of energies when the practitioner attempted to suck the energy of his opponent. If that happened, self-destruction would occur.

That was also why it was not suitable for Pietro to practice this skill.

Pietro could not bear to damage his own life force as his powers had already exceeded that of an Ultimate Class warrior.

To Zeke, the Planetary Pull seemed like a technique that was specially customized to suit his current situation.

Without further ado, he continued studying the technique in detail.

Even though the text was written in the ancient language, it posed no difficulty to Zeke, who was well-versed in ancient literature.

The ancient battle technique was profound, interesting, and sophisticated, and the man became completely engrossed in what he was learning.

Five days later, he finally finished studying the manual and had thoroughly understood the mechanisms behind it.

“Planetary Pull! What an amazing technique!” Zeke could not help but exclaim out loud. “It's absolutely ingenious! Indeed, there's so much wisdom in ancient teachings!”

Just then, Zeke's stomach started rumbling, and he was pulled back into reality by his hunger.

Even though he had mastered Planetary Pull, he had yet to absorb anyone's energy. As such, he was still no different from an ordinary man.

It was natural that he was famished from not eating anything for the past five days.

Zeke turned his gaze toward Old Skeleton.

He finally understood his master's intentions for keeping that old geezer alive.

It was so that he could absorb his energy!

With that in mind, Zeke walked toward Old Skeleton resolutely.

The old geezer knew what was going to happen to him when he saw Zeke approaching.

Feeling anxious and fearful, he stared at Zeke with bloodshot eyes and asked, “Young man, w-what... what are you doing?”

“Old Skeleton, do you admit to your crimes?” Zeke questioned.

“What crimes have I committed?”

“The Netherworld secretly invaded Eurasia and used the country's resources. You even stole Eurasia's Fortuna. That's absolutely unpardonable! As a branch leader of the Netherworld, you shall be sentenced to death! Today, as the Great Marshal of Eurasia, I shall give you your judgment!”

Old Skeleton laughed when he heard Zeke's words. It was a bitter and sorrowful laugh.

“Young man, don't make yourself sound so noble. You can just say so if you want to suck away my energy. However, I'm not going to let you have your way even if it costs me my life!”

Right after the old geezer said that, he raised his palm to hit his head, intending to kill himself.

If he died, Zeke would no longer be able to absorb his energy.

However, Zeke would never let that happen.