After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 357 - 330: He is sick. Spreading rumors (2 updates)

Chapter 357: Chapter 330: He is sick. Spreading rumors (2 updates)

Chloe Stephens’ face was twisted in pain, agony written all over.

Alex Stephens delivered a final heavy blow to Chloe.

Yvette Foster came up, grabbed his neck with both hands, and snapped it cleanly and efficiently.

With a "crack" sound, Chloe in front of them completely stopped breathing.

His death was swift and clean.

Yvette retreated a step back.

Long ago,

She couldn’t have imagined herself easily killing an ancient martial artist.

Now, she could look them in the eye or even gradually look down upon them.

Everything,

Was developing in different directions.

Yvette looked at her daughter.

For the first time, they truly saw Chloe use her abilities.

However,

They weren’t really surprised.

They were just amazed that Chloe’s abilities were pretty good also.

Chloe stood in front of them with her hands behind her back, facing away from them.

The wind blew into the woods.

The rustling sound.

At this moment, Chloe seemed like an enlightened master, standing there still.

Merging with nature.

"Chloe ..."

Yvette was about to call her,

But Chloe suddenly walked away, seemingly slow yet covering a great distance in a few steps. Her voice echoed back.

"Wait here."

*

Foster Family Residence.

stood in front of Fred Foster, scanning the suddenly appeared black robe man.

Fred was also very cautious seeing this black-robed man.

[Scan, the target is an ancient wizard who is good at various attacks. Danger index is 50%, 003 can handle it.]

"Wizard!"

Fred was shocked.

This title could only be heard in magical films and TV series.

Are there such people in real life?

Then Fred could understand.

This was just like feudal superstition.

It’s just that in Herta Kingdom, they are not called wizards, but mages, etc.

"You are related to that girl. I ask you, how could she understand our Western European superpowers and practice witchcraft power at the same time ... this is not something a normal person can withstand. What are you hiding in Herta Kingdom? Or, what is in that Divinity Temple that maintains her cultivation?"

The black-robed man who had escaped initially couldn’t help but take the risk and return to question Fred, asking about the possible hidden secrets behind Chloe’s bizarre cultivation.

Fred was stunned.

Unexpectedly, this westerner could speak Herta language so fluently.

Remembering the question he asked, Fred frowned.

Wearing such a tightly wrapped outfit and asking such weird and funny questions.

Was he sure he didn’t come from an asylum?

"Sir, which hospital are you from? I’ll have 003 take you back."

Black-robed man: "..."

The mouth underneath the mask twitched slightly.

"Or, stay for dinner before you leave?"

Fred didn’t get a response, so he tried to cautiously "care" for this "patient" as much as possible, not to push him over the edge.

Black-robed man: "..."

"Grandpa, he is a lost trekker from around here, I’ll send him out."

A cold voice came from behind.

Seeing Chloe enter, Fred breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chloe."

The black-robed man’s face changed, and he retreated.

Chloe stood at the door, staring at him quietly.

Neither of them moved.

The atmosphere gradually solidified.

"Chloe, this gentleman said some strange things. Grandpa is worried if he has any medical history ..."

"Yes, he’s sick."

Black-robed man: "..."

"Follow me."

Chloe said indifferently, and turned away.

Behind her,

moved in front of Fred again, blocking all potential danger.

However,

The black-robed man really followed Chloe.

Fred came to his senses and hurriedly followed.

"Chloe!"

There was no trace of them outside.

*

"Bang!"

Chloe Stephens flung his hand away, violently pulling someone to the ground.

The silver needle in her hand aimed at his carotid artery, "What were you trying to do in the Divinity Temple?"

The black-robed man, who knew Chloe’s true strength, didn’t resist but raised both hands, "Someone in Western Europe is spreading some rumors."

"Who?"

"It’s one of your people from Herta Kingdom."

"Specifically, who spread the rumor."

"Isn’t that something your own people in the Herta Kingdom should ask?"

The black-robed man apparently didn’t know.

"You dare to come to Herta Kingdom and cause trouble without even knowing who the other party is. You’re quite bold."

Chloe withdrew the silver needle.

Her expression was cold.

"You are the most powerful ancient martial artist I have ever seen in the Herta Kingdom."

Chloe glanced at him, her tone indifferent, "That’s because you haven’t encountered anyone more powerful."

"No, you are the most powerful ancient martial artist I have ever seen."

Chloe didn’t argue with him about this, but turned her gaze toward the direction of the Divinity Temple.

The black-robed man said, "I won’t go in there again."

These ancient martial artists in the Herta Kingdom were all perverts, and he was no match for them.

He couldn’t imagine that there were people who could reach this level.

Being able to cultivate all three aspects to the utmost, and still maintain this level of strength.

The black-robed man stared straight at Chloe.

Seeing Chloe’s icy gaze sweep over, he hurriedly said, "Don’t worry, I don’t belong to any faction and won’t harm your Herta Kingdom."

"Since you don’t belong to any faction, do something for me."

"..."

The black-robed man looked at her incredulously, "You trust me?"

"Today’s actions have already attracted the attention of the Slaughter Squad. Only I can help you escape their pursuit. Of course, you can deal with it yourself, but then I’ll assist the Slaughter Squad in capturing you."

"..."

He heard the threat.

He also believed that with Chloe’s ability, plus the Slaughter Squad, they would definitely catch him.

Although he had the ability to escape, he didn’t want to be targeted by the Slaughter Squad.

Once targeted, it would be for life.

An endless chase, it made his scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"What do you want me to do?"

He felt that with Chloe’s skill, she could accomplish many things within minutes.

"Find the person who spread the Divine Hall rumor."

"There is something special inside the Divine Hall; this is not a rumor."

Chloe looked over.

The black-robed man closed his mouth.

Chloe said, "You have three months to find the person for me. Now, you can leave."

"..."

"Not leaving?"

Chloe’s cold gaze swept across him.

The black-robed man said, "I am Hosifa Don Etus..."

Chloe turned to walk away, "Chloe Stephens."

Christopher Taylor: "..."

She really didn’t care who he was.

If the people on the Western European side heard his name, they would have shown a terrified expression.

*

"Boom!"

Two invisible shadows collided with the mountainside all of a sudden.

The mountain was instantly pierced through.

There was a faint vibration on the ground.

Len Hawthorne had a cigarette dangling steadily from his mouth, and he walked out from inside with an air of ease.

Behind him,

Was a mud-covered Carl Stephens.

Although Len was young, his cultivation seemed limitless. From being initially beaten, to later being at ease.

Len squinted slightly, pulled out his lighter, and ignited it.

He took a puff and then removed it.

His gaze grew darker.

His strength was surging within his body.

Len frowned, wondering if it was happening sooner than expected.

"Third Master!"

People from the Stephens Family rushed to check Carl’s condition. Carl clenched his teeth, asking, "Did you find Kenneth?"

"There’s still no news from him, it’s as if he suddenly disappeared. The Slaughter Squad hasn’t captured anyone either. He may still be in River East Village."