Chapter 576 I Am Lord Campbell
“F*ck! How can a Septet Stella Warrior like you fail to assess her strength?” Tyrone was no longer confident. Can it be that Hamish is fighting someone else and this woman is Jennifer’s mysterious protector?
With that thought in mind, Tyrone ordered through gritted teeth, “Both of you, attack Jennifer together. You must annihilate her no matter what!”
It’s better that I don’t do it myself. Otherwise, there’s no way I would come out of this alive. Without a moment’s delay, Gunther and Kraven charged at Lara, flanking her on each side.
Gunther was a proficient swordsman. As the long sword in his hand evolved into an afterimage, he unleashed a horizontal slash at Lara, hoping to force her to retreat.
As for Kraven, he was someone who wielded his fists with deft brutality. He was waiting for the moment Lara backed off from Gunther’s attack so that he could strike her when her center of gravity shifted.
Even though both men were on the same page and were working together perfectly, it was a shame they had to face Lara as their foe. Swinging the crescent blade in her left hand, Lara managed to block Gunther’s long sword with a loud clang.
Before Gunther could counterattack, she drew a blinding slash in the air with her blade. Consequently, a clean cut appeared right across Gunther’s throat.
Everything happened so fast that Kraven, who was waiting for Lara to retreat, was shocked to see Gunther killed instead. The urge to flee welled up inside him, but Lara wasn’t going to allow him to do so.
She flung the crescent blade in her right hand forward. As if it had a mind of its own, the blade aimed for Kraven’s left leg before making a few rapid circles around it. Thereafter, his leg was sliced into pieces as if it were a sausage.
“Object manipulation! Mortal Realm expert! You’re a—”
Before Kraven could finish, the crescent blade made sure those were the last words that rolled off his tongue. Meanwhile, Tyrone collapsed onto the ground, wetting his pants from the traumatizing sight before him.
He had assumed that success was secured with two Septet Stella Warriors and couldn’t have imagined how easily their lives were taken.
“Spare me! I’m Tyrone of the Campbell family. If you kill me, my family will never let you go! In fact, Hamish, a Mortal Realm expert, is among us right now. You had better not act recklessly! Hamish! Save me, Hamish!” Tyrone screamed for help at the top of his lungs.
Inside his mind, he had already cursed Hamish with every single swear word he knew.
If this woman turns out to be Jennifer’s mysterious protector, Hamish should have ended his battle and rushed back here! What the f*ck is that bastard doing?
Just as Tyrone was wallowing in fear, he finally heard the sound of approaching footsteps.
Thinking that Hamish had arrived, he was shocked to see Donald when he turned around.
“Donald, why are you here?”
The all-smiling Donald stared at Tyrone. “Why can’t I be here?”
“Were you the one fighting Hamish just now? This isn’t possible. If that was the case, you would have already been dead!”
Shrugging, Donald replied, “Do you really see me as nothing but a piece of trash?”
Tyrone wasn’t a fool. The sight of Donald standing unscathed triggered an epiphany in him.
“Who on earth are you?”
“Donald, of course.” His smile gradually faded away and was replaced by an icy look in his eyes. “Obviously, I’ve another identity—Lord Campbell.”
What? Donald is Lord Campbell?
Staring at Donald in disbelief, Tyrone finally understood why whoever laid a finger on Jennifer would vanish from the face of the earth.
“Kill him. It will serve as a warning to the Campbell family.” Donald waved his hand, and his tone couldn’t be any more casual.
“Wait—”
Tyrone attempted a last-minute struggle, but Lara didn’t give him the chance.
