Slumdog billionaire husband novel (Gerald Kenneth)
Chapter 585

Chapter 585 Sorry, I'm Late

The war started all over the country. Many people fled!

In this peaceful era, no one had thought that they would face the crisis of death since they were laughing and recording videos at the last second.

At this time, in Valor Temple in Bismarck.

The periphery of Valor Temple was a mess. Bodies of Elite Ghosts were everywhere.

In the crowded area, Elite Ghosts arrived.

At this time, inside Valor Temple were hundreds of monks. Other monks who were dressed differently were

watching.

In the inner room, an old monk with a white beard sat on the ground in a cassock. He lowered his head and

his eyelids!

In front of him, a middle-aged monk was kneeling.

"Master, I'm leaving!"

The old monk raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. "Why are you going there?"

"Kill Elite Ghost. Save the world!" The kneeling monk said in a deep voice.

"There are countless Elite Ghosts. I'm afraid that you will not be able to come back," the old monk muttered.

"I'm fine with that!" The kneeling monk spoke again with a firm tone.

The old monk let out a long sigh. He stood up and prayed. Then he muttered, "Then go! If you replace Cordell,

take him back."

"Yes!" The kneeling monk stood up and bowed again!

On this day, 430 monks left Valor Temple.

On this day, the ugliness of human nature was fully exposed. When life was in danger, human beings only cared about themselves. They didn't even give a damn about their relatives. Some people rowed against the current, such as Watchmen. They guarded every living being in this world.

and would like to risk their lives for this.

Some people in the underground world chose to hide. They would do nothing as long as they were safe. Some martial artists who lived in seclusion stepped forward, such as Myst Division in Valor Temple.

Not many knew of their existence. However, 430 of them stood up. No one knew how many of them could

survive.

At this time, almost all the cities and towns in the world were fighting.

There were more and more bodies!

In the town of Georgetown University, Derick was holding sabers, standing against the Gold Elite Ghost.

In the team of five, he was the attacker. But his attack seemed to tickle Elite Ghosts, unable to cause any substantial damage.

However, a casual attack from Gold Elite Ghost could heavily injure them. At this moment, Derick was coughing up mouthfuls of blood!

Gold Elite Ghost seemed to be having fun with them. It did not directly use its killing move.

On the side lay two old men in a pool of blood who had just used Death Storm. When their moves finished, they knelt on the ground. Their breathing slowly stopped!

They were too old. All of their skills had degenerated. The side effects of Death Storm were not something they could bear.

"With Death Storm, I can hold on for a while. All of you... Go!" Derick looked at his other two comrades.

"Watchmen never retreat. We shall never give up!"

They stood up shakily.

They had been dealing with the Gold Elite Ghost for a long time. In fact, their bodies had already reached their limits. Their Vital Energy almost ran out. They were determined to die.

The two old men smiled and said, "That's right. Derick, you are in charge of the Dark Net. We can die, but you can't. We will use Death Storm to hold on as long as possible until the boy you think highly of comes over!"

As they spoke, they stood up and slowly exhaled. One of them looked at those two bodies on the ground and

revealed a smile.

Then, he muttered a song.

"I've got a sharp sword that is stained with blood!

"I've got two sabers to cleave the sky!

"I've got a spear to break out of the cage!

"I've got a machete to slay the dragon!"

This was a song that was passed down among Watchmen. When a Watchman passed away, this song would

ring at his funeral.

At this moment, he was singing for himself.

Gold Elite Ghost seemed to be tired of playing. It moved quickly and rushed toward them.

"Dea...

"Go to hel!!"

Just as he was about to activate Death Storm, a furious roar came from the sky. At the same time, a saber shot toward Gold Elite Ghost like an arrow leaving the bow. Gold Elite Ghost frowned and raised the red sword in its hand to block the attack. However, it was slightly stunned!

At this time, a furious roar resounded around the entire town.

"Cross Slash!"

Boom!

Gerald finally arrived. He held a saber in both hands, descended from the sky, and slashed at the Gold Elite

Ghost!

The expression of Gold Elite Ghost changed slightly. The disdain on its face turned into seriousness. But at the same time, it brandished its saber to meet Gerald's attack. Its golden body released terrifying energy

fluctuations.

Boom!

The two collided, and the ground instantly collapsed. The terrifying Vital Energy and energy fluctuations directly threw away Derick and the others.

This collision sent both Gerald and Gold Elite Ghost flying.

After it stood still, it looked at Gerald and said something with a serious face.

Gerald couldn't understand what it was saying. He didn't give a damn. He looked at Derick and gritted his

teeth. "Sorry, I'm late!"

"It's not late. It happened too suddenly." Derick gritted his teeth and looked at his two old friends beside him. He slowly let out a breath and said, "Then I'll leave this to you. I'll go replace the Red Elite Ghost." "Okay" Gerald let out a breath!

At this time, they didn't have time to be sad. They had to quickly clean up Elite Ghosts in Washington and let

the city get controlled.

Looking at the Elite Ghost in front of him, Gerald took off the scabbard from his back and placed it on his waist. He sheathed Nameless and made a drawing posture!

He had to solve it as soon as possible, so he did not intend to hold back and directly used Unsheathing

Slash!

"Jair!"

At this tirne, a tragic roar rang out behind Gerald.

Behind him, Troy had already dealt with all of the Blue Elite Ghosts nearby. But his friend Jair, after using Death Storm, had left his side forever.

Gerald took a look and sighed in his heart. He did not know how many such tragic moments would happen

today.

He stared straight at the Gold Elite Ghost in front of him. The killing intent in his eyes was not concealed at

all!

"You... Why are you here?" he muttered.

After this, he broke out with an overwhelming aura.

This time, he did not use Death Storm. The strength of Half-Step Flame Decay was fully exposed. He moved

as fast as a ghost.

The expression of Gold Elite Ghost changed greatly. It waved the red long sword in its hand. A golden light of energy rushed straight at Gerald!

Gerald's figure was like an afterimage. At the same time, he lowered his head and shouted, "Unsheathing

Slash!"

In an instant, he rushed to the back of Gold Elite Ghost. The next moment, Gold Elite Ghost was cut in half at

its waist.