Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1948: The True Sacred Lord


The Dusty Platform is situated at the summit of the mountain peak.

It is several thousand meters high.

At such a height, once you fall, being shattered into pieces is inevitable.

The entire Dusty Platform seems to be under the control of those five monks in the air.

The spacious arena is a giant mechanism.

Any human effort is insignificant in the face of this massive stone.

To defy the rules is the path to death.

Originally, those martial artists who thought about using underhanded methods and taking shortcuts, upon seeing this, all shelved their petty thoughts.

Perhaps this is where the authority of the Heaven's List lies.

At least on the Dusty Platform, everyone must follow the rules.

Gavin Martinez's anxious heart slightly settled.

Challenging a gigantic battle machine requires a certain amount of confidence.

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse; after all, Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance is still the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. If the other side does not follow the rules, he has no ability to resist.

He's also gambling, betting that the Dusty Platform has the ability to constrain the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.

Looking at it now, he bet correctly.

"You... you are courting death!" Cold Nelson's face was full of shock.

He is the Holy Lord!

He's the leader of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, and yet, his face has been smeared like this!

The new king ascended the throne, the three fires didn't have a chance to burn, yet his face was lost.

It goes without saying that after today, this matter will likely spread worldwide.

Cold Nelson never considers himself inferior to Julius Reed.

Back then, Julius Reed caused a ruckus on the Dusty Platform, leaving gracefully, making people lose their desire for the Heaven's List.

Now.

In the same place, under the watchful eyes of everyone, how can Cold Nelson act worse than Julius Reed?

"You old thief, dare you hurt my people?" He stood up, pointing at the five monks on the high platform. "Have you considered the consequences!"

He has over a thousand people under him, that's where his confidence lies!

"Sorry, it is not harm but kill. Whoever dares to violate the rules has only the path of death. Even you." One monk's emaciated face had no ripples, though he spoke calmly, yet his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

It was equivalent to a direct slap in the face!

It gave no face at all!

"Old thief, today I must kill you!" Cold Nelson directly took off the dragon crown from his head, angrily shouting: "Guards, rush up! Kill that old thief and Gavin Martinez!"

However.

Having witnessed their companions' tragic deaths, the guards were already filled with fear.

They were created by Cold Nelson himself, after all, they were opportunistic individuals.

Riches can be enjoyed, but truly sharing hardships may be a bit arduous.

The originally furious Cold Nelson, upon seeing his guards indifferent, instantly paled!

Even the most direct subordinates wouldn't move; what face does he have left to call himself the King of All Kings?

"You bunch of worthless fools! Get up!" Cold Nelson turned around, grabbed the collar of one of his confidants. "You've been in the Military Department for so long, what have you been doing! Now, I order you to take your men and deal with them! Otherwise, I'll kill you immediately!"

"Holy Lord, it was Eliezer Pine who called the shots in the Military Department before. Now that her people have left, we barely have anyone who can fight." This General of the Military Department was very helpless.

Previously, Cold Nelson was a puppet, their status was not much better.

The Military Department was the most important place of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, firmly held by Eliezer Pine. Although Cold Nelson's confidants were also in the Military Department, they only held nominal positions and could do merely things like forming the guards.

Eliezer Pine's departure, though granting Cold Nelson freedom and the opportunity for power control.

But also took away some elite martial artists.

Compared to Cold Nelson, certain individuals within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance trust this woman who has followed the Holy Lord for hundreds of years even more.

"Don't give me excuses! I gave you money for enjoying riches, not to hear your excuses! If they don't die today, you die!" Cold Nelson was like a raging lion, he experienced paradise to hell in one go!

The great rise and fall, the joy and sadness, in one person, all played out in just a dozen minutes.

Cold Nelson's current feeling is akin to Royden Reed when he entered Nexus City at the time of the Chongzhen.

Right from the start, it was the mode of a lost king.

"Yes." The general of the Military Department who was scolded had sweat pouring down like rain, hurriedly drew his sword, and rushed to the front.

"Brothers, we are the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance! We are the overlords of the world! Now, someone challenges our authority! Setting the rules has always been the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance's people, not them!"

This martial artist shouted and rushed to the front!

"We have the numbers, do not be afraid! Everyone just be careful of your step!"

Over a hundred imperial guards, after pondering for a brief moment, resolutely followed up.

In this situation, whoever goes would earn credit, and can avoid being accounted for.

Just rushed out more than ten meters!

Boom!

A massive stone fell from the sky!

Directly crushed those people into pulp.

Cold Nelson looked up, saw nothing!

The violent shock was accompanied by the smell of blood.

The martial artists present were all terrified!

The Dusty Platform is actually so formidable?

Mechanisms are everywhere!

If one does not abide by the rules, indeed, not even bones would remain!

This massive stone directly shattered the last trace of luck among those people in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.

Even Cold Nelson himself was dumbfounded.

"The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance has truly no one left!" Gavin Martinez laughed out loud, pointing at Cold Nelson: "If you don't have the skill, then get down here and kneel before me!"

Every word was like a nail, stabbing at Cold Nelson's heart!

His face burned!

No place to hide!

Why has it come to this!

"I didn't expect the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance to have fallen to such a state. I thought a starved camel was still bigger than a horse; didn't expect a starved camel to be worse than a turtle!"

"What was I worried about! Had I known the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance was outwardly strong but inwardly weak like this, I would've drawn my sword and charged over to wipe them out! This Gavin Martinez really tore off the last fig leaf!"

"Interesting! Interesting! This Heaven's List Conference was really worth attending! I really want to see how it looks when the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance publicly kneels!"

Enjoying the commotion, not afraid of things getting big, especially when the protagonist was once the King.

Being able to witness the Holy Lord of the thousand-year overlord Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance kneel and beg for mercy can be considered witnessing history, witnessing the end of an era.

Even Gavin Martinez himself was very surprised!

He completely did not know the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance had weakened to such an extent.

The more he fought, the stronger Gavin Martinez felt!

"Get down!"

Suddenly, it was unclear who shouted first.

The whole venue was following the jeer.

"Get down!"

Mountainous roar-like voices nearly broke Cold Nelson!

The confidants behind him hung their heads, not daring to speak.

Sutton was even more puzzled.

Just now, they were fighting back and forth, among them quite a few experts, how come now there's not even one capable of fighting?

"I ask one last time, Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, is there truly not a single man?" Gavin Martinez laughed and shouted: "Or perhaps, you are all cowards with your heads ducked!"

"First of all, let me correct one of your mistakes."

Suddenly.

A voice came from the opposite direction of Cold Nelson.

"I am the true Holy Lord." From the stands, Julius Reed stood up, speaking softly.

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