Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 532: Chapter 532 Return_1

“Plop!”

When the corpse fell on the deck, the air fell silent.

The cold sea breeze, mixed with the scent of blood, reached everyone’s nostrils.

Although it was four o’clock in the morning, no one felt sleepy.

They looked at the incredibly powerful man in front of them, their hearts already saturated with fear.

They had fought for their lives on the edge of death so many times; they couldn’t count how often they had lingered on the line between life and death, but they had never felt fear like they did today.

Death itself wasn’t scary.

What was terrifying was the absolute overpowering of strength.

Mr. Hart was among the top three in strength of these people, and the others combined might not have been able to beat him.

But now, with just one encounter.

Hart was dead.

And the man at the bow of the ship, draped in a golden robe with eight dragons, holding the Great Zhou Stormy Night Sword, looked down on them with pride.

His cold gaze seemed to be announcing their death sentence.

“Is there anyone else who wants to come?”

Julius Reed gently wiped the fresh bloodstain from the sword blade with his finger, slowly lifting his head to look at the Shadow Warriors crowding the ship.

With just one glance, he made some of them tremble, their hearts pounding!

“I will come!”

Crack!

A loud crash was heard, and the cabin door was chopped into pieces!

Then, Baturu Eulalia, dressed in a tiger skin skirt and wearing a headband of seven-colored feathers, stepped out boldly.

“You, make me feel this trip wasn’t in vain.”

Baturu pointed his scimitar at Julius, his eyes filled with fervor.

He was a warrior from the rainforest, a king of the tropics!

And today, on this eastern land, he wanted to prove his might!

Prove who was the true king.

When Brian saw Baturu step forward, his hanging heart finally settled down.

It proved that Mr. Roosevelt’s decision was immensely correct.

This man from the East deserved their attention.

They had thought they would enjoy the view and the breeze, and conveniently take care of the man.

But now, they had suffered heavy casualties.

Their only hope was in Baturu.

This warrior of long renown.

“You, are no different.”

Julius glanced at Baturu dismissively, shaking his head with a smile.

This bare-chested barbarian might be the strongest on the ship, but he was nothing in his own eyes, no match at all!

Zero and one had no difference; they were mere fractions after all.

“Arrogant Easterner, I will make you pay!”

Upon hearing Brian’s translation, Baturu immediately became furiously enraged!

In fact, this indigenous man who couldn’t understand Chinese was already of a volatile temperament.

And the translator, Brian, had added some insulting words to the original statement.

Of course, Julius comprehended all of this crystal clear.

But what did that matter?

It was just another body, after all.

“Come at me together, I’m short on time.”

Julius looked at the distant and wide-open sea, murmuring, “It’s about to be light.”

“Ah…”

With a roar, Baturu, wielding his scimitar like a tiger on a frenzied hunt, charged straight at Julius!

At that moment, all eyes were fixed on him.

This was the decisive battle that would determine the fate of everyone on board.

Meanwhile, Brian quietly retreated to the edge of the boat and, while no one was paying attention, began to silently lower the lifeboat.

If anything seemed off, he would be the first to escape.

After all, the Shadow Warriors on the ship should be able to hold up for a while.

Clang!

The scimitar struck the Golden Dragon Sword, sparking a shower of sparks.

In the quiet dawn, it seemed exceptionally dazzling.

“Hiss…”

Baturu trembled, gasping for breath.

But even using all his strength, he still couldn’t press down the Golden Dragon Sword with his scimitar.

“You are no match for me,”

Julius said coldly, “Not by a long shot.”

Crack!

With a fierce exertion of strength, Baturu’s curved saber chopped directly onto the railing of the steamship!

More than a dozen steel pipes were sliced to pieces, and even the iron sheet along the edge was plunged half a meter deep.

“Come on! Continue!”

Baturu drew his curved saber and leaped forward, hacking straight at Julius Reed!

A slash in mid-air!

Clang!

It was still the sound of metal striking metal.

This time, Baturu was forced back three meters, his hand holding the curved saber trembling slightly.

On the blade, there was already a large notch.

When he saw the notch, Baturu’s body shuddered.

This saber in his hands came from the tribes of the rainforest.

Passed down through generations.

Only the bravest Samurai, called the War God Baturu, was worthy of wielding this curved saber!

But now,

The blade bend.

No longer sharp.

“I will only strike once, if you can withstand it, I will spare your life.”

As Julius Reed spoke, he swept forward like a whirlwind, drawing his sword and charging at Baturu!

Whoosh!

The black cloak, embroidered with eight golden dragons, made a sound like the reaper at this moment!

Swish!

The Longsword cut through the air!

Like a golden dragon descending!

“I am Baturu, I am the warrior of the rainforest! It is impossible for me to be defeated…”

Clang!

The Great Zhou Stormnight Sword cut through the curved saber, leaving a bloodstain directly on Baturu’s forehead.

With one stroke, no one survives.

Whoosh!

With unwillingness and shock, Baturu fell to the ground, dead still.

And the curved saber in his hands had broken into two pieces.

“Get him! Otherwise, we’ll die anyway!”

“If we join forces, there’s still a chance of survival!”

“We are, after all, the renowned Shadow Warriors, we should die with dignity if we must!”

The survivors on the steamer roared in unison, surrounding him from all sides!

At this moment, Julius Reed faced the attack of a group of elite Shadow Warriors.

Bending down, he gently took out a handkerchief from his chest pocket.

He wiped his shoes clean.

How could he kill with dirty shoes?

The sea breeze blew the handkerchief, now with a speck of dust on it, and it gently fell into the water.

Meanwhile, on the steamer, a harvest had been completed in less than five seconds.

From bow to stern, from the upper deck to below.

The only one left breathing was Julius Reed himself.

Dawn was breaking at the horizon.

Julius Reed casually brushed the dust off his shoulder and slowly bent down to pick up the severed part of Baturu’s Longsword.

“Damn! How can this guy be so strong! It’s a good thing I had the foresight, otherwise I’d be feeding the fish with these men!”

Brian sat in the lifeboat, having quietly moved hundreds of meters away from the steamship.

He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling the joy of having narrowly escaped death.

“Sir, the opponent is too strong. All the Shadow Warriors I brought, including Baturu, are all…”

Schlick!

A curved saber sliced through the air, impaling Brian’s chest.

Plunk!

The phone in his hand fell into the sea.

Slowly sinking into the depths of the unfathomable ocean.

On the sea’s surface, there was only an empty lifeboat, rocking ceaselessly.

“Living, isn’t so bad.”

Julius Reed took out a lighter from his pocket, walked over to where the steamship stored gasoline, and fiercely stabbed it with his sword.

Woosh!

As he threw the burning lighter in, the entire steamship was engulfed in flames.

And Julius Reed, holding the Great Zhou Stormnight Sword, strode upon the waves.

Just like when he had arrived.

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