Slumdog Billionaire Husband
Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Leave This Guy to Me

As the cabin door slowly opened, Gerald started to carry his sabers and a parachute on his back with a headset on his ear so that he could communicate with people on the plane.

Below, there were terrifying auras emitted from four different parties. But that didn't send Gerald a chill. Instead, he walked up to the door and jumped down resolutely.

Controlling his body with Vital Energy, Gerald headed right downwards.

As he got downward, he felt a surge in Vital Energy around him.

Gerald hurried to get closer to where that Vital Energy came from, only to replace something quite unusual.

Below him, the Purple Elite Ghost and Blaine were being suppressed by a man and a woman separately. The male suppressor held a saber in his hand, the blade of which looked sharp and shiny. Despite wielding his saber in a flashy way, the suppressor exerted terrifying Vital Energy on every strike of his, making everything around him freeze.

The female suppressor next to him, on the other hand, was shiny herself, emitting traces of golden light. Also, there was a whip in her hand, which glittered with gold and looked incomparably hard.

Is this their attribute? Gerald wondered.

Meanwhile, the entire body of the Purple Elite Ghost seemed burning, with flames all around him.

His body was just like a cave, which could separate itself from the outside and keep itself dry regardless of how snowy it was out there.

That was the attribute of Purple Elite Ghosts, which was fire attribute.

Finally, Gerald turned his gaze to Blaine, who didn't seem quite well, as Gerald could tell. Also, Gerald failed to figure out Blaine's attribute. All Gerald knew was, every time Blaine was hit, the strike from his opponent would bounce back to where it came from. Gerald thought, Blaine's attribute must have something to do with that.

It seemed that a joint attack formation had been adopted by both of the two pairs. It was just that the man-and-woman pair outstripped Blaine and the Purple Elite Ghost in that.

Moreover, as Gerald could tell, despite being at the level of Flame Decay, both the Purple Elite Ghost and

Blaine failed to make the most of it. Something was off with their bodies.

That made the two suffer greatly right now.

"Hector, if I were you, I would surrender now. Since we were once acquaintances, I can beg for mercy for you in front of our head later on, who might then give you a break and decide against tearing your body to bits." The man laughed.

"Just because you made him reach the level of Flame Decay doesn't mean you can confront us and the family* The man laughed wildly, mocking Hector as he roughed Hector up. Blaine was extremely aggrieved.

At that moment, a loud roar sounded from the sky. "Blaine, why have you stooped so low as to be roughed up like this by them, a pair of nobody? Alas, you are indeed old now!" His expression changed, Blaine looked up at the sky.

"Gerald!" As he shoved the woman away with His saber, Blaine roared, "What are you doing here, kiddo? Get lost. It is a battle among people at the level of Flame Decay." "What? Isn't he that young man? Why hasn't Holl killed the guy yet?" The male suppressor frowned slightly.

The sight of Gerald coming down from the sky made the four stop all their moves. Soon, Gerald got closer to them, when Gerald opened his parachute before slashing the parachute off from him. And then, he landed on the ground.

Gerald was wearing an ordinary T-shirt, a pair of shorts, and sports shoes.

His battle suit was destroyed by Holl. Therefore, after returning home, he changed into a set of casual clothes that he would wear on normal occasions instead.

But even if he was attired in his battle suit, it wouldn't help much here since people at the level of Flame Decay could break the suit with ease.

"Kiddo, get lost. Now is not the time for you to show off." Blaine seemed concerned at the sight of Gerald landing.

Gerald pursed his lips and looked at Blaine with a watery smile. "What's going on? Despite being honored with the title of 'The Invincible', you should be beaten up by them like this! You fail to live up to your title."

The way Blaine looked now was indeed a bit miserable, with his hair disheveled and his body covered with wounds.

"This is a battle among us at the level of Flame Decay. Now go away," Blaine said hurriedly.

But Gerald ignored Blaine's words and picked his ear playfully a bit. "The Flame Decay level... I don't think it's something that can give me a fright."

"Despite being young, you're arrogant," The male suppressor sized Gerald up and said. "What a loser of Holl who should let you, a Half-Step Flame Decay level achiever, escape. But since you're here now, I guess I'll have to claim your life myself."

Then the male suppressor looked at the woman and said, "Deal with the two for me so that I can take care of this guy first. It won't take long."

"All right!" The woman, her face icy and her whip glittering with gold, answered indifferently.

"Kiddo, hurry up and leave now!" Blaine cursed.

But Gerald ignored Blaine's words once again before grinning.

"Holl?" Gerald curled his lips and said. "Is this Holl guy the one at the level of Flame Decay with ice attribute?

Yes, he did chase after me for a while. But now, he has already..."

Gerald paused for a moment as something sharp flashed across his eyes. Then after unsheathing his saber, which looked bluish and shiny, he threw the saber out while holding the ancient greenish bronze sword in his right hand Amidst a surge of Vital Energy, he roared, 'He has been killed by me!"

Whoosh!

Charging toward the man as if he was a cannonball, Gerald emitted a terrifying aura.

Gerald did not notice that the moment he exerted all of his Vital Energy, there was a drop in temperature around them, with frost appearing on the ground

"Ice attribute?" The man, his expression changing slightly, jerked himself around and slashed out his saber

"Ghost Slash!" Gerald roared.

Once again, Gerald exerted all of his Vital Energy, terrifying everyone.

Clang!

Boom!

Amidst the collisions between the two, the sound of Gerald's Vital Energy striking resounded throughout the entire deserted island. That surprised the man greatly, who thought, I can't believe Gerald is mounting attacks like people at the Flame Decay level do. Moreover... Those attacks are powerful as hell!

In his panic, he received a heavy blow and therefore was sent flying backward and ended up being smashed onto several trees, which broke off right off, before landing on the ground while spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Kiddo, you've... reached the level of Flame Decay?" Blaine asked in shock.

Gerald looked at him and chuckled. "Yes. I am a Flame Decay level achiever now. So leave this guy to me. As bodies for that woman, I think you two can deal with her, right? I mean, I know something is off with your now..."

"All right, be careful then. After all, that guy has been at the level of Flame Decay for quite a while..." Blaine wanted to remind Gerald a bit. But at the thought of how Gerald exerted his Vital Energy just now and how badass Gerald's bloodline was, Blaine stopped halfway through his sentences. "All right. We will deal with the woman before you deal with him."

Gerald let out a breath.

Then, he activated the Death Storm right away.

For the other Watchmen, using Death Storm might cause them to die. But that was not the case for Gerald.

Since Gerald had been using the technique, he grew to be used to it, with the side effects being just some temporary weakness. That was why Gerald wasn't hesitant about using it at all now.

And right now, despite looking rather playful in front of Blaine, Gerald was very anxious, deep down.

After all, his family was still in Sin City. That meant he had to deal with the fight ASAP so that he could get back to his family and save them from Sin City.

Plus, if Blaine was able to get away from the situation here and go back to the Headquarters of Night Watch, then Gerald wouldn't have to worry that much when faced with the threat posed by those Purple Elite Ghosts since both Blaine and Gerald were now at the level of Flame Decay, despite Blaine being slightly unwell physically.

Also, with over a hundred experts in the Four Ancient Clans, those Red Elite Ghosts and Gold Elite Ghosts were actually not their matches.

By then, Gerald could deal with Dr. T without tiptoeing around anything.

At the thought of this, Gerald, his eyes murderous, turned to look at the man who stood up in the distance.