After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 524 - 488: Have to raise a little girl, can’t afford to fall in love (1 more)

Chapter 524: Chapter 488: Have to raise a little girl, can’t afford to fall in love (1 more)

Dark City Alliance Headquarters.

The entire Alliance is made up of nineteen families, most of which are small families gathered together.

The four leading families hold immense controlling rights.

Especially Dallas Zimmer as the Alliance leader, he holds power others wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

In the old tower.

Len Hawthorne led Slaughter Squad members inside.

The upper-level members of several large families from the alliance had come, Dallas Zimmer was seated at the front of the long old chairs, and a faint aroma of sandalwood floated in the air of the old tower.

It was entirely built in the style of ancient times.

Only a few parts had been updated with more modern styles from the outside world.

It is unknown how many years Dark City has existed; most of its buildings are close to ancient times.

Dallas Zimmer, over a hundred years old, looks just like a strong man in his forties.

The higher the cultivation of ancient martial artists, the younger they appear.

"Slaughter Squad suddenly broke into our Alliance; is there anything you want to ask?" Dallas Zimmer was the first to speak.

His voice, wrapped in profound strength, spread throughout the vast old tower.

A team member of the Slaughter Squad dragged a chair forward from behind, Len Hawthorne crossed his slender legs and sat in front of it. His presence seemed even more formidable than Dallas Zimmer, who was seated in the front.

The members of the squad in their camouflage uniforms arrayed in front of the casually dressed or suit-wearing big bosses were not at all inferior in their momentum.

Those present from the alliance couldn’t help but squint their eyes, staring intently at Len sitting in front of them.

"There’s not much to ask, just wanted to know if your Alliance will manage the affairs of the Nineteen Dragon Guards, as three of them have gone outside to cause chaos, almost breaking everyone’s rules. There is a treaty between Western Europe and Herta Kingdom, and there are also restraint treaties between ancient martial artists and ordinary people. So many of your Dark City members have gone out, and numerous families, big and small, are coming and going at your Alliance’s side."

Len Hawthorne said this, smiling at the members of the alliance: "Will your alliance take responsibility for this?"

"The Nineteen Dragon Guards have their own freedoms, not entirely under the control of the Alliance, so most of their actions are borne by themselves. Captain Hawthorne, you’ve picked the wrong target this time."

Dallas Zimmer sat calmly in his seat and calmly answered Len Hawthorne’s question.

Len Hawthorne put down his long legs, propped his elbows on his knees, leaned forward, and his bewitching smile struck the eyes of the Alliance members, bringing with it an ultimate kind of danger.

"In that case, is the Dark City Alliance not planing to admit to the actions of the Nineteen Dragon Guards? Are you casting them out? If that’s the case, Slaughter Squad will help you clean up the Nineteen Dragon Guards on behalf of the alliance, and from then on, there will be no Nineteen Dragon Guards in Dark City."

As Len Hawthorne said this, the people of the alliance began to talk in low voices.

Dallas Zimmer’s face had already begun to look unpleased.

Not admitting to a mistake is one thing, but Slaughter Squad wanting to destroy the Nineteen Dragon Guards was another story.

"Captain Hawthorne, the Nineteen Dragon Guards are also affiliated with our alliance; we wouldn’t stand by and watch them be destroyed."

"Alliance Leader Zimmer, how is this any different from the behavior of a scumbag? On one hand, you want to enjoy the benefits, while on the other hand, you discard and abandon them. When the interest of the alliance is at stake, you cry out. What do you think Slaughter Squad was established for? Oh, maybe you’ve forgotten. The origin of the Slaughter Squad’s name."

Len Hawthorne leaned back in the chair and smiled wickedly.

Dallas Zimmer frowned, squinting his eyes, danger lurking in his gaze, "Captain Hawthorne, are you determined to not get along with our alliance?"

"It’s not that we can’t get along with your alliance, it’s that your alliance is causing trouble," Len Hawthorne’s patience was limited: "Slaughter Squad can give you twelve hours of consideration. You had better work out a solution yourselves. Twelve hours later, Slaughter Squad will take matters into their own hands. Oh, or maybe we should call it the cleansing of the God Extinguishing Institution."

The two words "Extinguish God" turned everyone’s faces pale.

The Twelve Palace Golden Gate in Dark City is a large array capable of destroying ancient martial artists close to the divine realm, but this term "God Extinguishing" had been lost hundreds of years ago.

Only ancient books contained records of this.

The Slaughter Squad is the origin of the "God Extinguishing Institution."

Within Slaughter Squad are records of many ancient legends, books, and tools.

Len Hawthorne rose, leading the members of the Slaughter Squad away.

Dallas Zimmer glared darkly at Len Hawthorne and the others, his fists clenched tightly.

A young brat who still smells of milk, dares to come and threaten their Alliance.

The so-called Twelve Palace Gate he mentioned is nothing more than a legend.

Whether the array method that destroys deities and obliterates the earth really exists has never been proven.

Such records are as ancient as the myths of gods and immortals. For example, the so-called Jade Emperor and Heavenly Mother were made up by our ancestors.

Who can prove the existence of the Jade Emperor and Heavenly Mother?

It’s ridiculous.

Threatening people with legends.

No matter how powerful ancient martial artists are, they can only develop up to 200-300 strength. Beyond that, it’s unheard of.

That’s because the longest life span for ancient martial artists is about 200 to 300 years.

There’s never been a case where an ancient martial artist lived for more than 400 years.

So the words Len Hawthorne laid down were never taken seriously by the alliance members.

*

As they left the alliance’s territory, the team members couldn’t help but look at Len Hawthorne.

They wanted to ask if such a thing really existed.

Len Hawthorne could tell what the team members wanted to ask from their expressions, but he didn’t plan to answer.

"Everyone, get some rest. We’ll be busy in twelve hours."

"Yes!"

Everyone dispersed one after another until only Len Hawthorne was left standing.

Len Hawthorne looked at the mountain in front of him and walked towards it.

Standing at the entrance of the Golden Gate, he looked up.

The vast stone walls were covered with endless moss and vines, and there were many extremely tall trees nearby. Everyone knew this was the entrance to the Golden Gate, but no one had ever triggered it.

Out of the Twelve Palace Golden Gates, only three are eye-catching, and the others are hard to find.

And this one is one of the three.

"You are Captain Hawthorne, the leader of the Slaughter Squad."

A clear and melodious voice came from behind.

A woman wearing a mask with a phoenix pattern stood behind Len Hawthorne, her bright eyes staring directly at him.

"You look so handsome! Do you have a girlfriend? I am a doctor of the alliance," the woman revealed her identity directly.

Doctors are always welcome anywhere.

Len Hawthorne turned his head and looked at the woman with a smile that was not quite a smile, saying, "I have a little girl to raise at home, can’t be talking about love!"

The woman was taken aback, her eyes dimmed slightly.

Married, huh.

"What about the child’s mother? If divorced, I can accept that too," the woman asked tentatively.

"The child’s mother... haven’t found her yet," Len said casually as he took a cigarette out of his pocket and put it in his mouth.

The combination of his ruffian-like appearance and his charming charm instantly made the woman lose her senses!

Her heart trembled when she saw his smile.

"I can be your daughter’s stepmother, I assure you I’ll be good to her!"

Len Hawthorne’s smile turned cold: "I don’t like the Dark City Alliance."

"Ah?" The woman was stunned and hesitated for a moment before saying, as if she had made up her mind, "I can leave the alliance and join your Slaughter Squad."

"Do you know who the last person I hired to die for me was? An ancient martial artist with nearly a hundred years of cultivation. Almost all of my family who were good to me and whom I was good to, died unnatural deaths."

Len Hawthorne said with a smile, revealing his fierce reputation.

The woman looked at him in astonishment, unable to process it for a moment.