Chapter 221

The battle started. The HiveTriad warriors ran up the wall or jumped from buildings onto the wall and tough battles began on the wall.

Samuels entire focus was on his two children, they were both Middle Rank 2, and facing off against two other Middle Rank 2 Warriors.

Clearly the HiveTriad have done their research and prepared the correct number of warriors to compete.

Owen and Arnold are both very talented, and have been raised with the best resources.

The bottlenecks that can stop others for hundreds of years or even their life, didn't exist under the plethora of resources that Samuel provided them when they were growing up.

Not to mention the organisation's luck helped them develop as well.

But despite this, they were losing against the two warriors opposite them. Both of them were old and well trained professionals. They have been stuck at their level for many years, impossible to increase.

Samuel watched as they pulled out a warrior skill. Flames roared out of their swords as they barrelled towards Arnold and Owen.

With panic in their faces they were knocked back miles. Powerful flames scorched their faces as they retreated quickly.

''Crap go go go.'' Samuel saw this and hurriedly motioned towards the dark guards.

Immediately they flew out of their hiding spaces diving on the warriors below.

''Ambush!'' Screams echoed out as the well trained Dark guards dived on the warriors below.

Regardless of how strong a Rank D Organisation is, they can't spare their strong elites to take out a small Rank E organisation,

So out of these 1,000 warriors at least half are Low Rank 1 Warriors.

But the weakest of Samuels Dark guards are Middle Rank 1!

''Where did they come from?'' The Rank 2 Warrior in the air heard the commotion and his head snapped around.

Watching his warriors die one by one his heart bled.

When he returned he would definitely be punished heavily for this! Especially if he fails the mission given to him by their Young Master.

When he thought of the punishment his body visibly shivered. At the same time, flames reappeared on his sword and he swung towards the nearest swarm of Dark Guards.

But seconds before the blade killed them, a robed figure appeared wearing a Silver Plague Doctor mask.

''Rank 3 Warrior?'' The HiveTriad Warriors face turned pale in an instant. He can't compete here!

''You can come out now.'' EG2 spoke casually.

''Haha it's not surprising that you could find me. I wonder why a strong man like you is helping this small organisation.''

Out of the crowd of HiveTriad Warriors, a slightly older looking man floated into the air. The aura was deep but not to the level of Rank 3.

It was the peak of High Rank 2, Samuels face showed a bit of consternation. Much like Sabrina's grandfather exuding a fraction of a Low Rank 2 Warriors strength, this man was on the verge of Rank 3.

Clearly he had attempted to break through, but was limited by his Spiritual Root or other factors.

''You aren't my opponent.'' EG2 looked condescendingly down at the man. Even if he was close, he wasn't really a Rank 3 Warrior.

''We will see about that.'' The old man showed a calm smile, his face smiling slightly as the cane in his hand disappeared, replaced with a sharp sword.

EG2 sighed and took out his own sword.

The old man wrapped his sword with a familiar flame, but his was multitudes more powerful than the other Hivetriad members.

If this hit Arnold and Owen they would be incinerated in seconds!

But EG2 just waved his hand. A faint mist of Spiritual Energy expanded from his body and formed an imperceptible shield wall.

The Flame clashed against the mid, but was quickly dissipated.

''I told you. You aren't my opponent.'' EG2 shook his head.

Unless you have a special physique, or you're a qualified protagonist, you can't step over a large realm.

The same with this old man. Not to mention EG2 isn't an ordinary Low Rank 3 Warrior.

The old man turned slightly bleak. He thought with his Quasi-Rank 3 Strength he could at least damage EG2.

''My turn.'' Slowly EG2 raised his palm. He didn't even feel the need to use a weapon. The Mist condensed into a large blade and pierced out.

As it flew out, particles of his spiritual energy fell down on the warriors fighting below. Even a wisp of his power sent the warriors flying back bloody or dying immediately.

How could the old man resist this? The Misty blade flew out violently and pierced the old man's puny defences.

''Bah I didn't think I would be so defenceless.'' The old man spat out a mouthful of blood.

EG2 watched as the man died in front of him, turning around to kill the rest of the attacks. As for how the HiveTriad would feel, he didn't care so much.

At the same time, inside of a deep compound a handsome young man was rustling around the sheets.

The top sheet moved off slightly revealing a sweaty beautiful girl's face.

''What's wrong?'' Her sweet voice spoke. But all she received was a slap in the face.

Tears welled up in her eyes but she didn't dare speak out with the man still working on her body.

''Bah I didn't expect that useless attendant to fail.'' The man didn't stop moving but his mind was hurrying.

He had sent out the attendant that his father had specifically given him. It was his strongest combat power without including himself.

Not to mention he asked his father to mobilise a lot of his private warriors. But he just sensed the aura that he personally left on his subordinate was destroyed.

''I have to get that book back.'' The man's eyes turned stern and his grip tightened on the girl below him.

Samuel didn't know about this. He appeared next to his children.