
As his sentence ended, Gerald increased his leg pressure without warning! A split second later, a sickening sound rang out as Luther's head exploded like a watermelon!
Seeing that Luther had been reduced to such a state before he could even shout, the few remaining Crawford immediately shouted, “B-quick! Run and tell the chief about this..!”.
With that, hundreds of terrified people began scattering in four directions, hoping to escape with their lives intact!
“Oh? Are you all seriously trying to escape now? ” said Gerald with a faint smile before closing his eyes...
As soon as he did, golden eyes suddenly appeared on his forehead! Almost instantly, a strong light was then expelled from the eyes! The light itself easily entered all the people Gerald thought were enemies, and every time the light penetrated someone, their bodies would explode with a terrifying sound!
While all this was happening, those standing behind Gerald could only scream in fear. After all, all this was too cruel for them!
After everyone was expelled, Gerald closed his god's eyes before turning to look at the old priest while asking, "Are you sure that the current Ghost Master is in Hoyt's hands?"
"Y-yes, Mr Crawford!" the old priest was surprised.
Although he had experienced many things throughout his life, this was the first time he had witnessed such a bloody scene … It made him afraid of Gerald because the young man was actually willing to use such cruel methods …
"All right then. In any case, I should trouble you to lead my friends down the mountain and settle there for a while. For your own safety, please don't climb back up the mountain until I get off!” gerald's orders.
Before anyone could say anything about it, Gerald's figure had already disappeared into thin air ...
After all, Gerald's words seemed to be filled with some kind of magic. After all, although some of them were initially hesitant, everyone finally rushed down the mountain to retreat.
Lying right in the middle of this group, was an oil cauldron, and right beside him was an old man who was being held captive.
“My correction if I am wrong, but I remember you promised us that you will give us the answer we want after a month of purification. We trust you, but now it's been over a month. Since you tried to deceive us, I now remind you that there is no way out for you. Look, whether you keep your promise and cooperate with us, or my people will drown you into that boiling hot oil cauldron!” the middle-aged man's taunts—who was obviously the leader of the group—while taking a sip of his wine.
“Oh? Did I promise something like that? Sorry, my memory is not the best! Tell me what I really promised in the beginning!” replied the old and very thin man who was sitting near the oil cauldron.
As expected, the man was none other than the Ghost Master, although he now looked rather haggard after being tortured for so long. Even so, his eyes were still filled with vigor.
“First, I want you to tell me where Gerald is. You, of all people, have to know how much we've been through over the years just to find it. Second, I want you to tell me where Astrigit is. Even so, aren't you just pretending to be stupid, Master Ghost? Do you think one of us here bought your confused act? furious Hoyt.
"Ha ha ha! I told you, didn't I? Gerald will come to find you sooner or later! However, you become impatient and arrest his family members! Anyway, for a second request... Let's discuss that after you meet with Gerald. That is, if you were alive then!” replied Master Ghost before laughing out loud.
This prompted a fat middle-aged man — who had a katana veiled under his Japanese outfit — to slam his fist into the table before shouting, “The base of an old b*stard! Who do you think Gerald is? Killing him would probably be easier than killing an ant for me!”
“Listen, if you know what's good for you, tell us where Gerald is now! Otherwise, you will face so much misery that you will wish we would have let you die! ” grumbling others who are impatient.
At that moment, everyone heard slow, yet clear footsteps, approaching the room…
“... Hm? Who's that?”