Chaplain! - C.1163 - 1160

Chapter 1163: Chapter 1160

Translator: 549690339

Overnight, so many had died, and with the temperament of the American military, they would definitely not let it go.

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She understood her senior brother’s nature even better!

“Hey!”

The remaining fifty-six ninjas retreated in the blink of an eye. This battle had caused great losses for all parties involved.

Aside from Anthony Carter, the Carter Company was completely wiped out!

With old grudges not yet avenged, and new ones added, it was certain that even as the legitimate young master of Carter Company, Anthony Carter’s days would not be easy.

For Vivian Li, the situation was no better, and the casualties were even more severe.

As for the other experts from the martial arts world, perhaps one in ten had survived!

“Boss, what do we do?”

Zooey, seeing the Li family and Wright Company retreat, asked quickly.

After all, their adversary was no common foe. Once a fight broke out, there could be even more serious casualties.

“Let them go!”

Oliver Walker, though severely injured, managed not to show it, sitting before the command seat, his eyes flickering with a sharp light, “Announce to the outside that the auction house was attacked by criminals last night, and they were all killed.”

The noise from last night’s explosion had been too loud, and the destruction on the streets was too extensive to be concealed.

But revealing the truth would undoubtedly cause turmoil, so he chose to endure in silence.

Until his strength had returned to its peak, it would be imprudent to clash with the enemy.

“There’s another piece of news…”

Zooey’s voice carried a deep sorrow, obviously, something bad had happened. She hesitated, wondering whether to report it!

“What is it?”

Oliver Walker furrowed his brows, a bad feeling welling up inside him.

Could it be that something even more terrible happened last night?

“The first division of the Imperial Guards suffered over sixty casualties, including thirty-eight dead,” Zooey took a deep breath. “According to George Lee, the first division refrained from using heavy weaponry to avoid risking hostage safety.”

As she spoke, tears began to form in her eyes.

It turned out that even the most elite soldiers were like weak chickens before a powerful ancient warrior!

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Because they were unable to confront the ancient warriors, they failed to fulfill their duty to protect their homeland.

This was a disgrace to the military!

Oliver Walker staggered at the news, nearly falling to the ground.

The loss of over thirty people and more than twenty injured was a toll he found hard to accept, but all he could say with sadness and anger was, “They were heroes of America. We will avenge this debt one day!”

He was waiting!

Waiting for the Spirit Gathering Grass!

Without regaining his strength to its peak, he dared not act rashly ever again.

For Anthony Carter’s might was far above his own!

If it weren’t for Jessica Wright and Vivian Li last night, he would have already given his life for his country!

“Clean up the battlefield!”

Oliver Walker sighed and then accessed the sealed junction, spreading out his Perception, searching for Daniel’s hiding place.

He did not believe that Daniel had died in that explosion.

The reason was simple: a descendent of the Divine Thief Sect wouldn’t die so easily.

Otherwise, how could he have survived when the forces of the ancient martial arts world united to annihilate them years ago?

“Should I dig three feet into the ground to unearth you, or will you come out on your own?”

Oliver Walker’s voice boomed. He had already found a suitable hiding place, but he was in no rush to act.

Zoey Fengmei’s brow furrowed slightly. Were there still people here?

Actually, there were. Daniel was hiding in the sewer system. Perhaps the sewer was too small for an average adult to hide, but he could manage.

Hearing Oliver Walker’s shout, he was quite hesitant; after all, he held the Spirit Gathering Grass in his hands and was truly reluctant to part with it!

He’d rather feign death. What if he could deceive them?

After all, his concealment was so meticulous, how could Oliver Walker find him so easily?

Perhaps they would just assume he had perished in the flames!

Then, with the Spirit Gathering Grass in hand, he could take flight. Wouldn’t that be delightful?