Invisible Rich (The Invisible Rich Man 2)

Chapter 1173

This evil method is known as Soul Eater, and by using it, Gerald can quickly deplete the vitality of his victims, turning them into his own. Naturally, this meant that the more souls he absorbed, the more power and energy he gained.

None of the guards had thought Gerald had such evil skills, but it was too late for them to escape. With the same technique, Gerald quickly absorbed the vitality of the remaining six men, so that each of them turned into a mere pile of dust.

After finishing the deed, a strong determination glittered in Gerald's eyes as he gazed into the distance.

While he had now managed to recover around thirty percent of his strength, Gerald was well aware that even at his peak strength, he would still not match Queena by a long distance.

With that in mind, he knew that he had to go as far away from Queena as possible. After all, his current priority was to find the real white woman.

Even so, Gerald was sure it wouldn't be that easy since Queena has magical powers.

After thinking about it, he decided to look for Master Ghost to get another reading from him. After all, up until now, everything that Master Ghost had predicted had finally come true.

Regarding the old score that Master Ghost had told him to settle first before the next reading could be done, Gerald now knew that Queena was most likely the one predicted by the previous divination session for him to meet.

Since he was actually able to predict all of these events, Master Ghost could definitely give a good clue to Gerald's next move!

'In any case, I must save mister Fenderson and the others first before leaving!' Gerald thought inwardly as he immediately started heading towards the Holy Magic land.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Gerald was instantly stopped by a guard who shouted, “Stop! What do you think you're doing? Do you think you can break into Sacred Magic easily ?! ”

Gerald, however, did not plan to waste time. Very quickly, he firmly ran towards the guards before instantly breaking his neck!

Seeing that, the other guards widened their eyes in horror.

“Where is Hendrik Tindall?” gerald asked coldly while grabbing one of the guards.

"T-Second master was having a drink with his friends at the mansion!" stammer the guardian.

“What about Lord Fenderson and the others? Where are they locked up?”

“A-I'll tell you the truth but in return, please don't kill me..!”.

"Agreed!"

Meanwhile, Hendrik was playing cards with some of his friends inside the mansion.

Throughout his life, the man had three things he loved most. In addition to being obsessed with ancient witchcraft, Hendrik also liked beautiful women, and played mahjong and cards.

He just loves the exciting atmosphere that comes with playing mah-jong and cards. Therefore, Hendrik has turned his large living room into a mah-jong and card room. Of course, he also has a— area in the middle of the room—which is specially reserved for some beautiful and flirtatious women to dance while playing with his friends.

Hendrik himself is currently very comfortable and completely immersed in the atmosphere. However, not too long later, a loud 'slash' of the door rang out, causing his attention to be fixed on the voice.

From where he sat, Hendrik saw a young man walking into the room when a servant— who was holding the young man's shoulder— tried to prevent him from entering. However, the maid obviously failed in her efforts as the young man simply dragged her into the room as well.

When the young man was close enough, Hendrik inevitably felt surprised when he realized who the young man really was. That's Gerald of everyone!

“So it's you, you worthless trash! I really didn't expect that you would be able to escape! Ignoring that, to think that you actually came all the way here to seek your own death again!” cibir Hendrik before continuing his card game.

He had already fought against Gerald before, so he knew that Gerald was not as strong as others described him to be. That was also the reason why he was being so insulting towards the young man.

Seeing how calm Hendrik was, his friends did not flinch and just continued their game. It was clear that they were all treating Gerald as if he was nothing more than a joke.

“So it's Mr. The famous crawford? And here I thought he would be a strong man! Apparently, he's just a kid! Huh!” tease one of the men who played with Hendrik.

Afterwards, a young man with very pale skin—who had been standing behind Hendrik all this time—said, “So this is the man who killed the young master! Absolutely perfect! I'm planning to go to the harbor someday to see how pathetic he's hanging there, you know? To think that he managed to escape yet decided to show himself in front of us! Please allow me to drop him first before you deal with him next, father! ”

Seeing how cruel his son's expression was, Hendrik casually replied, “Alright, but be careful not to kill him! Keeping him alive will be very useful to me!”