Chapter 920: Despicable (1/2)
GDK 920: Despicable
After hearing Polo’s words, the godhunters marched forward with sneers on their faces. They slowly tightened the circle and surrounded Luca and his troops even more tightly.
Luca’s heart jolted. He shouted, “You dare? I’m the most trusted servant of Lord Logue. If you touch me, His Lordship won’t let you off!” Luca knew that he stood no chance against Polo and his forces and once again tried to intimidate Polo using Logue’s name.
“With all of you dead, he will have no idea who killed you. How would he find out that it’s me?” Polo put on a malevolent smirk and said, “Besides, so what if Logue finds out? Do you think Lord Han Hao would be afraid of him? Haha, my brothers, slaughter away! Leave none alive!”
Luca had said those words to mock Bollands, Gilbert, and Sanguis after surrounding them. He did not expect that in just minutes later, he would have a taste of his own medicine and be mocked by Polo by the same exact words. Luca could not be more annoyed but against Polo who was just as savage as he was, there wasn’t much that he could do about it.
Polo did not give Luca the chance for more prattling and charged at him ferociously. He engaged Luca with a late-stage highgod of thunder.
Sanguis was astounded. He looked at Gilbert puzzlingly and asked, “How would this guy who you call Han Hao command such a powerful group of experts? From what you’ve said, it doesn’t sound like he was all that strong when back in the Profound Continent. How could he recruit so many powerful followers in just a short few decades?”
“Well, how would I know?” Gilbert giggled and said, “But that guy has been a peculiar one all along. He would murder and plunder with Master and have served Master much longer than we have. Hehe, back then in the Abyss Realm, weren’t you just as weak and powerless? But look at the heights you are at now. Should it really come as a surprise to you that he, Master’s first follower, could soar in strength so rapidly?”
“That’s right. Back then, while we were in the City of Shadows building our House of Han, he was in Ronson Canyon building his godhunter faction. He was the de facto ruler of the Ronson Canyon before he left for the Fringe. It was only natural that his strength and influence have grown even greater after having stayed in the Fringe for so long,” explained Bollands who had heard a thing or two about Han Hao.
“I really wish to meet him!” muttered Sanguis.
In the House of Han, Sanguis had always been the most powerful expert after Han Shuo. Sanguis’ strength had been rapidly progressing in the past few years and his arrogance had risen in tandem. It was only natural that Sanguis, a hot-headed teenager, would like to challenge Han Hao who seemed to possess strength and prestige that surpassed his.
If Polo, a follower of Han Hao’s, possessed late-stage highgod strength, then logically, Han Hao must possess even greater strength than Polo. Given that Sanguis could not even defeat a late-stage highgod at this point, it would be impossible for him to defeat Han Hao.
While Bollands, Gilbert, and Sanguis were chatting, those minions of Luca were being crushed by Polo’s godhunters. They suffered heavy casualties in just moments.
“Gilbert, Sanguis, look at the movement and coordination of these godhunters. Does it look familiar to you?” asked Bollands suddenly.
Sanguis and Gilbert started to carefully observe the godhunters for a moment and their faces jolted slightly.
Surprisingly, Polo’s godhunters knew how to effectively fight as a team. It was obvious from their footsteps and coordination that they had been taught demonic combat formations. Although they had not been tempered for years inside the Eight Desolation and Torment Formation and were not as well-trained as the House of Han guards, their effective combat strength was nonetheless significantly amplified under the demonic combat formation, allowing them to crush Luca’s poorly coordinated forces easily.
“That guy has indeed learned plenty from Master. Haha, no wonder he would be so accomplished among the godhunters!” remarked Gilbert smilingly after making observations.
“He is indeed extraordinary. Sanguis has met his match, it seems,” remarked Bollands after taking a glance at Sanguis.
Bollands understood that Sanguis’ temperament would change for the worse as his strength soared and he was starting to look down upon others. Bollands thought that it might be good for Sanguis to eat a humble pie.