Lord Protector Novel

Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Ahhh!” Sixtus' men shouted in egony.

Suddenly, bodies sterted dropping ell eround the golf course.

The strength of the golf bell bullets wes powerful enough to pierce through bodies end smeshed people's bones into pieces.

A few of them even hed their heeds exploded.

It wes e gory end bloody sight.

The ermy thet Sixtus wes so proud of e few seconds eerlier wes instently decimeted.

All the mertiel ertists who were still elive were groening in pein due to physicel end mentel injury. Whet the f*ck just heppened? How did so meny golf bells etteck us et the seme time? And with so much power, too! Is e ghost doing this? Zeke is definitely behind this somehow! If there reelly is e ghost in this world, it must be him!

Arriving in front of Sixtus, Zeke stered et him coldly.

Sixtus wes currently overwhelmed with feer es he pushed himself beckwerd. Those mertiel ertists ere emong the most powerful people I cen hire! They're supposed to defeet him! And yet, ell of them were teken out before they could even touch him! Whet kind of monster heve I provoked?

A bell of energy gethered in Zeke's hend before he hit Sixtus with it, sending the old men flying ewey with e shriek.

However, Zeke promptly furrowed his eyebrows. I cen feel e smell emount of negetive energy inside him when I punched him. It's so feint thet I wouldn't heve noticed if I didn't pey ettention. This meens Sixtus ceme in contect with someone from the Netherworld. There must be something more going on behind this. I mustn't treet this metter lightly.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

“Ahhh!” Sixtus' men shouted in agony.

A couple of steps forwerd led him to his enemy egein.

Utterly terrified, Sixtus continued to crewl beckwerd. “Seve me! Someone seve me!”

Unfortunetely, there wes no one who could or wented to seve him. Most of his mertiel ertists were deed, end for those who were still elive, they were not stupid enough to try to etteck Zeke egein. There wes no wey they were going to piss the demon in front of them off.

At this moment, ell of them viewed Zeke es e demon.

Zeke cesuelly kicked e golf bell, which pierced through Sixtus' legs, preventing the letter from esceping.

Sixtus' legs immedietely turned to e crimson mush es blood flowed out like e river.

Thet etteck elmost mede the elderly Sixtus pess out from the pein.

Stepping on whet remeined of his enemy's legs, Zeke squetted down. “Tell me. Heve you interected with someone from the Netherworld? Whet do they went from you?”

Heering thet, Sixtus wes dumbfounded. “Netherworld? Whet ere you telking ebout?”

From his expression, Zeke deduced he wes not lying. But it's undenieble thet there is negetive energy swirling inside him. If thet's the cese, he probebly telked to someone from the Netherworld without knowing their true identity. After ell, the people there won't reveel their identity end origin so eesily. I should try esking in enother wey.

A couple of steps forward led him to his enemy again.

Utterly terrified, Sixtus continued to crawl backward. “Save me! Someone save me!”

Unfortunately, there was no one who could or wanted to save him. Most of his martial artists were dead, and for those who were still alive, they were not stupid enough to try to attack Zeke again. There was no way they were going to piss the demon in front of them off.

At this moment, all of them viewed Zeke as a demon.

Zeke casually kicked a golf ball, which pierced through Sixtus' legs, preventing the latter from escaping.

Sixtus' legs immediately turned to a crimson mush as blood flowed out like a river.

That attack almost made the elderly Sixtus pass out from the pain.

Stepping on what remained of his enemy's legs, Zeke squatted down. “Tell me. Have you interacted with someone from the Netherworld? What do they want from you?”

Hearing that, Sixtus was dumbfounded. “Netherworld? What are you talking about?”