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Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 2334
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Zeke hurriedly said, “Tell us quickly where the Netherworld's main base is.”

Cesar took in a deep breath before replying, “I can tell you where it is, but... can you spare my life?”

Zeke ruminated over his words. “The knowledge you have is vital to Eurasia. If it turns out that you've given us the

correct information, you'll be making a huge contribution to Eurasia. In that case, we will be able to let you off

alive.”

That's great!

Cesar excitedly cried out, “The Netherworld's main base is at—”

Just then, a black mist wafted over abruptly and entered Cesar's body.

Pfft!

Cesar retched up blood before falling backward onto the ground, dead.

D*mn it!

Alarm bells were ringing in Zeke's head, and he let out his energy without hesitation to form a barrier around him

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and his men.

Right as the barrier was formed, waves and waves of black mist collided against the energy barrier.

The black mist dissipated upon crashing against the barrier, which shook and was on the verge of disintegrating.

It was then that Sole Wolf and the others snapped back to their senses and realized that they were in danger. They,

too, rapidly unleashed their energy to strengthen the energy barrier.

“D*mn it. Who's doing this? They killed Cesar right as he was about to tell us the most important information. I can't

even begin to fathom the loss Eurasia has just suffered!”

“Die! The culprit must die, and we must torture them to death!”

“This seems like negative energy. It must be the Netherworld!”

“F*ck! They've come at a good time. It'll be our chance to rid the world of this evil today!”

Zeke and the rest then turned in the direction the negative energy was coming from.

Then, they saw a group of people ambling over from a distance away.

Although there were only a dozen of people in that group, they were all exuding murderous auras. For a moment, it

was as if there were thousands of them instead.

As a matter of fact, the auras they released condensed in the air into a dark cloud.

Their powerful presence even shook the bed of the river and made the fishes swim away in panic.

The leading man of the group was none other than Daemonium, and the rest of the people in the group were

Netherworld's Fourth Branch members.

All of them were bald and dressed in monastic garments, looking like monks.

Most importantly, Warren, who was always by Daemonium's side, was surprisingly nowhere to be found this time.

As Daemonium looked at the dead Cesar, he sneered. “How dare he betray the Netherworld? He should have been

tortured to death by Netherworld's punishing ways. He has gotten off easy by dying so quickly.”

Zeke then looked at Daemonium as an equally vicious sneer grew on his lips. “Daemonium, you've finally shown up.

What's the matter? Are you sick of being the ostrich?”

Daemonium hissed, “Zeke, don't you think that you're crossing the line? You always mess up the Netherworld's

plans, and you've done it again this time.”

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Zeke replied, “Don't misunderstand the situation. I'm not deliberately messing up your plans.”

Daemonium scoffed. “Only a fool will believe your words.”

Zeke shook his head. “That's not what I mean. I'm not trying to destroy your plans; I'm trying to destroy you. Still,

you manage to escape from me every time.”

What a b*stard!

Daemonium gritted his teeth in response. “It seems like you're determined to settle the score today.”

Zeke smiled. “It's time for us to end this. I've let you escape many times in the past, so I won't let you do that again

this time!”

Daemonium chuckled. “Aren't you thinking too highly of yourself? Who knows who will emerge as the victor today?

Since you want a conclusion, a conclusion is what I'll give you! Attention, Netherworld's Fourth Branch!”

“Yes, sir!” the ten monks chorused in thunderous voices.

As Zeke glared at the ten monks, he coldly said, “If my guess is right, these ten people should be the notorious ten

evil monks of Eurasia. I've only heard about your misdeeds in the past, and I never knew that you were associating

yourselves with the Netherworld! Ha! Traitors like you shall meet your end today!”