After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 182 - 158: Believe in Me, Get Eternal Life (4 Updates)

Chapter 182: Chapter 158: Believe in Me, Get Eternal Life (4 Updates)

"The three families are still looking for Madison Webb."

Before nightfall, Henry Basil found an opportunity to stand beside Chloe Stephens and report the situation.

Madison Webb is still half-dead somewhere.

Chloe’s eyes flickered slightly, "Where is she now?"

"She’s still being kept in that rundown shop upfront."

Every day, she is accompanied by rats.

"Keep her there."

Henry Basil worriedly said, "The family leader of the Synder Family still values her, and she still has some worth."

In a short period of time, they won’t abandon her.

Chloe’s expression was indifferent, "Then let them come."

As long as they can find her.

Although Henry Basil knew Chloe’s abilities were good,

The Synder Family was not short of great wizards, people who were as powerful as deities.

Henry Basil did not think Chloe could be their match.

Spotting a tall figure walking this way, Henry Basil respectfully bowed and left.

Len Hawthorne smiled, "Little Chloe, let’s eat."

Because of 003’s sudden attack, Fred Foster was frightened.

Len Hawthorne exerted some effort to modify a part of Fred’s memory.

*

Rundown shop.

A slender figure walked in from the entrance of the alleyway.

An outlined finger was holding a cigarette.

Sparks flickered, and swirls of smoke enveloped him.

The elongated phoenix eyes had a hint of ink at the corners.

Old Lynch, who was just about to close the door, shuddered.

He turned around to see the man standing by the water puddle with a cigarette in his hand. It had just rained in the mountain county, and the ground was still damp.

He wore military boots, and his whole body exuded a sense of powerful force.

There was an intimidating aura.

"Young Master Hawthorne!"

"Old Lynch."

The man’s voice was as deep as a cello, gently stirring the air.

Old Lynch hurriedly came out, showing respect, "What brings Young Master Hawthorne to the mountain county?"

"I’ve been here," Len put the cigarette under his foot and crushed it, "but there is an opportunity now."

"Huh?"

"Your rundown shop should be moved."

"What does Young Master Hawthorne mean?"

"Return to Sheffield City, the opportunity lies there."

"Alright, I’ll prepare."

"Opportunities are given to those who are prepared, Old Lynch. You really should prepare well," Len paused and said, "When we get to Sheffield City, there’s a little girl who will need you to look after her."

"A little girl?" Old Lynch couldn’t help looking at him, "Young Master Hawthorne, is she of age yet?"

"No, why?"

"This old man has some medicine to suppress sexual desires, would you like to take some?"

"..."

Is this what they think of him?

*

The hands resting on her lap came together as she opened her eyes. She saw long legs wearing camouflage clothes and military boots, which emphasized their straight and strong look. It felt like a solid force was coming at her.

Deep and profound phoenix eyes looked down at her.

"Did Little Chloe practice all night?"

"Mhm."

She has always been honest with people.

Her unreserved situation made Len’s eyes a bit complicated.

"Little Chloe, you really surprised big brother."

Slender fingers gently twined a strand of her hair, tickling her slightly.

Chloe didn’t avoid this intimate act.

His actions were not inappropriate.

Acceptable for an attractive person.

"You guessed it in the woods."

She’s an ancient martial artist!

As Len was about to say something, his mobile phone beeped a few times.

The sound was low and urgent.

Len walked to the side and picked up the call. As soon as the other person spoke, the smile on his face disappeared.

"Trouble?"

At this moment, 003 also brought over their breakfast.

Chloe took a cup of warm water and observed Len’s expression while drinking it.

"My people on the border defense have run into some issues, I have to handle it."

"You’re going yourself?"

It’s too busy being a team captain,

"I have to go, someone is missing."

It was obvious that Len’s voice was a bit hoarse, and there was a hint of anger in his breath.

Chloe said, "I know some medicine and can go with you."

"You?"

"Believe in me, and have eternal life."

"..."

Although it was somewhat amusing, he couldn’t laugh.

*

o’clock at noon.

Henry Basil and Mallory looked up at the helicopter soaring into the sky and glanced at each other.

"That terrifying man has led our Master away, and she is not yet of age."

"Idiot." Henry Basil disdainfully looked down on Mallory.

"Don’t you worry?"

"Mind your own business. She doesn’t need you to worry about her," Henry Basil said coldly.

"My current status is equal to you. You don’t need to show your displeasure towards me. I’m the one our Master values the most," Mallory said proudly because he was the first one to follow the Master!

Henry Basil walked into the woods, ignoring the idiot.

*

West cross railway.

Chloe Stephens followed Len Hawthorne through the uninhabited area, which was desolate and high.

A border defense team came by and was very surprised to see Len Hawthorne and the girl.

Just as they were about to sternly persuade them to leave, Len Hawthorne presented his credentials.

The border guards saluted him solemnly.

Len Hawthorne returned the salute.

"I’m on special duty, and your Commander is aware of my arrival."

The border guards nodded to the people behind them and then withdrew at the same time.

Chloe stood on a rock, expressionless.

"Give me your hand."

Chloe stared at the outstretched hand, puzzled.

"Little Chloe is not an adult yet, so elder brother will hold your hand."

"..."

It was unnecessary.

Chloe walked down.

Len Hawthorne chuckled and followed behind her, quickly moving down.

Suddenly, several camouflage-clad personnel emerged from the tent ahead. Their eyes were sharp and tinted with blood.

Many lives were in their hands.

"Team Hawthorne."

"Team Stewart and the others, they..."

Len Hawthorne didn’t respond, but went inside the tent.

Inside laid two people with various injuries.

"Ancient wizard?" Len’s aura was sharp, and the tent was instantly filled with an intense cold air.

"We’re not sure. The enemy effortlessly broke our ancient martial arts. Team Hawthorne, Team Stewart, they died unjustly."

The iron-boned men, one by one, had red eyes.

Chloe glanced at them and said, "They’re dead and gone, not even reversing fate can bring them back."

If they were half a day earlier, maybe they could have been saved.

But the cost would be significant.

Their small team was here to support the border war. Some covert battles were not known to outsiders.

Len Hawthorne’s aura was heavy, and his face was devoid of his usual frivolous smile.

"Take them back."

Even the ancient martial arts doctor they brought couldn’t handle this situation. The people were truly beyond rescue.

The air pressure was very low.

Cold death surrounded them.

Everyone silently packed up, carried the two dead, and left this place.

*

The makeshift martyrs’ cemetery on the border.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, a moderate rain began to fall.

Two new unmarked graves.

It was said that the two died to block the enemy from entering the west cross railway, saving the lives of several ordinary border guards.

In death, they had no names, no glory.

They were laid to rest quietly in this desolate area, continuing to guard the border.

Chloe stood behind the man, quietly watching him light a cigarette and place it on the two new tombstones.

The others did the same.

There was no alcohol, no flowers, no tombstones, unknown to the world.

Too many people like this existed in the world.

It was the same on battlefields thousands of years ago.

As long as people exist, history will keep repeating itself.

*

Chloe was placed on the helicopter.

That man in the rain, with his men like a surge of cold, menacing air, swept towards the other side of the west cross railway.

A great battle between ancient martial artists and wizards was about to begin.

And she, up in the sky, watched it all.

That silver-white figure in her mind surfaced again.

Chloe suddenly felt the helicopter was a bit stuffy.

The rain blowing outside was somewhat annoying too.