Chapter 1583
Lord Protector Novel
The figure jumped down without a parachute.
Such a feat left the crowd stupefied. Several cries of fright burst out from the more weak-hearted members of the audience.
When the figure landed, the ground shook beneath him.
The impact of his landing left a crater in the ground, and mounds of dust swirled in the air.
âDecree from The Regent. Great Marshal Zeke Williams, kneel and receive the edict.â
The words âDecree from The Regentâ were like bombs that exploded in the minds of everyone who heard it.
The Regent was an authority too supreme to even comprehend.
The Regent was a thing of legend; the honor he deserved was profoundly deep.
He was the son-in-law of the king.
He also handled the affairs of Atheville.
Atheville was the center of Eurasiaâs economy and political happenings.
Since he managed Atheville, he held all the economic as well as the political power of Eurasia in his hands.
No one in Eurasia dared to show him even a shred of disrespect.
Even the most venerated Great Marshal had to kneel before him.
However, Zeke had become Eurasiaâs first Ultimate Class warrior.
He was now the true backbone of Eurasia, and the representative for its people.
He need not bow even in the face of the king.
Thus, he was naturally allowed to stand before The Regent as well.
The other people immediately fell to their knees.
Zeke stood frozen, as steady as a mountain, with his back as straight as an arrow.
The envoy pointed at Zeke angrily. âGreat Marshal Zeke Williams, kneel and receive the edict now!â
Zeke sneered dismissively, âEver since I became Great Marshal, no one has dared point their finger at me. Youâre the first. Killer Wolf, remove his finger.â
âNo problem!â
Killer Wolf walked towards Jaime Carter and extracted the flying sword from the manâs chest.
Jaime immediately spewed a mouthful of blood. He could not believe what was happening.
The audacity!
The Regentâs envoy was even more enraged.
Not only did he refuse to kneel before The Regentâs decree, but he even openly commanded his man to get rid of one of my fingers.
Heâs clearly trying to challenge The Regentâs authority!
The envoy barked irately, âGreat Marshal, you best reconsider your choice of actions! Even if you still had your life force, you would be expected to show The Regent the utmost respect.â
âFor your insolence towards the Great Marshal, itâs not sufficient for you to just lose a finger. Your tongue shall be removed as well. Get ready for it.â Zeke remarked maliciously.
âOkay!â
Killer Wolf bolted towards The Regentâs envoy.
The latter was stricken with terror.
The Great Marshal and Alpha Suicide Squad have gone stark raving mad!
How could they cut off peopleâs fingers and tongues with such ease?
How could they completely disregard my position as The Regentâs envoy?
Less than a second later, Killer Wolf was already charging forwards, his sword brandished.
It was clear that he was prepared to strike a fatal blow.
The Regentâs envoy hurriedly defended himself.
As a man who was able to survive a jump out of a helicopter from 300 meters in the air, he possessed a significant amount of power himself.
He was an Archduke.
However, Killer Wolf had achieved the status of King Class warrior.
Like a predator toying with its meal, Killer Wolf clearly had the man beat.
As he continued to struggle, the Regentâs envoy cried out to Zeke, âGreat Marshal, I urge you to reconsider your actions. I am The Regentâs envoy. Are you trying to go against The Regent?â
Zeke boomed, âMy target is exactly The Regent!â
The envoy descended into hopelessness.
He could sense the grim figure of death hanging over him.
Killer Wolfâs hand sailed, launching an excruciating slap across the envoyâs face, striking the latter to the ground.
Killer Wolf then stomped forcefully on his finger.
The finger which he had used to point at Zeke snapped.
A cry of anguish ripped from the manâs throat.
Killer Wolf took that opportunity to catch hold of his jaw as he prepared to snatch the manâs tongue.
The envoy was a terrified wreck. He pleaded with Zeke, âSpare me, Great Marshal. Spare me, please!
I... I was wrong. It was all my fault.â
âStop, Killer Wolf!â Zeke nonchalantly instructed.
âLeave him his tongue so he can carry the message back.â
âOne more word of impertinence, and Iâll rip your face apart!â Killer Wolf growled reluctantly.
The envoy slowly crawled to his feet. He made for a pathetically disheveled picture.
âGreat Marshal, about The Regentâs decree...â