Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1165 - 1164: Origin Avatar

Chapter 1165: Chapter 1164: Origin Avatar

Yusuf Zuck wandered around the vast palace but found nothing left behind by Ember Vance.

Peel appeared at Yusuf’s side with trepidation and whispered, "After the mistress left, people often came here, so... so..." Peel wanted to say that he had been frolicking daily in the palace since Ember’s departure and surely he couldn’t be expected to tidy up the rooms too, right?

Thus, there were no traces left by Ember Vance, and even if there were, they would have been erased by the many beauties he had kept over the years.

Yusuf did not blame him, but instead smiled and asked, "What? Have you already finished reviewing your evolution memory?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Peel nodded repeatedly and said, "The Blood Race was created by the Heavenly Dao as a life form that is neither human nor ghost. With long lifespans and no heavenly tribulations, they cannot ascend nor become immortals or gods. The Blood Race is also forsaken by the Heavenly Dao, so although I’ve grown twelve wings, I cannot ascend. I am doomed to eternal damnation in the Mortal World!"

"What about your strength?" Yusuf asked curiously.

"It’s comparable to a 12-Winged Angel of the Magic World."

"Comparable to a 12-Winged Angel?" Yusuf was shocked. He remembered Leilani May telling him that Gabriel from the Magic World had been an unparalleled 12-Winged before his Ascension. It was probably those wings that enabled him to ascend to godhood!

That meant, Peel was now as powerful as the top Ninth Grade Great Emperors, perhaps even stronger than the top-tier emperors!

"Very good, very good," Yusuf said with a smile. "Peel, in a few years I might go to the Heavenly Realm. Would you like to come with me?"

"Of course, with my master, I won’t be lonely!" Peel laughed.

"Hahaha," Yusuf laughed heartily.

"All right, let me introduce you to some old friends from back then!" After laughing, Yusuf immediately released Ruth Wilcox and the others, and dozens of people suddenly appeared inside the palace!

"Ah, mistress... Ah... Luciano, Ah, .50 Cal..." Peel exclaimed in surprise. These people were indeed old friends. Having lived for so long, Peel felt very lonely; now seeing so many familiar faces, he was so moved that his eyes reddened and he knelt to kiss the feet of Ruth Wilcox, Louise Garrett, and others.

"Hey, stop that, what are you doing kissing..." Everyone was both amused and embarassed—after so many years, Peel still hadn’t changed. How could a Blood Bat live so long?

"Diego, keep the others safe," Yusuf suddenly said, looking at Diego Jacobs and others. These Four Great Twelfth Level Earth Immortals whom he had taken under his wing back in the Origin Star System had long surpassed the Twelfth Level Earth Immortal rank, for they harbored Chaos Qi within them. Having listened to the teachings of Immortals for so many years, they were ready to ascend to immortality the moment they released their full aura. Even Heavenly tribulation could not touch them.

"Yes," Diego and the others bowed and said with a smile, "My lord, in today’s Mortal World, probably no one can kill the mistress and the others, not even a Twelfth Level Earth Immortal!"

"Better safe than sorry!" Yusuf said seriously.

"Understood," Diego nodded.

"Boss... can we go have some fun now, is that alright?" .50 Cal suddenly asked, excited.

"Indeed, I also want to see if the Mercenary Team I established still exists!" Luciano and Alfredo Meskill’s eyes sparkled. These past years, they had played around in the Jade Sea without showing off, staying under the radar. They had also been running a mercenary operation in Africa after being released from prison.

"It’s been nearly four thousand years, what are you joking about?" Yusuf said speechlessly.

"We set up a lineage system internally before we left. Perhaps there are descendants of the original members still remaining."

"I, along with Kameron Hood, want to walk around too!" Zachary Escobar and his wife walked over and said.

"I want to go back to Hong Kong and take a look," Old Master Ye said.

"I’ll return to the capital to see if the Dragon Group still exists," Devin King said with a smile.

"Wait—there’s something I seem to have forgotten to tell you all!" Yusuf Zuck suddenly stopped the excited crowd and said, "Our country... is no longer here. Pierre, you have one hour to explain the current state of the world to them!"

"What? The country is gone?"

Everyone’s eyes bulged in disbelief, faces shocked, especially Devin King and Whitley Ortiz, who had once been proud guards of the republic. But now, the republic was gone?

Pierre began recounting the events of the past few thousand years, the current world order, how the countries had disappeared, the standard of living of the people, the advanced science and technology, and everything else.

And as curiosity gave way to alarm, the more everyone listened, the heavier their hearts sank. When Pierre mentioned Yusuf Zuck’s live broadcast on television, everyone’s blood began to boil.

Four thousand years had passed; their home was gone, their country gone, and their relatives long past as well. So... what could they still do, and where could they go? After Master Ye returned to Hong Kong, he probably couldn’t even find his great-grandchildren.

So... so... therefore... restore the nation!

"Restore the nation!"

"Whooosh—" Devin King stood up.

Whitley Ortiz stood up, and so did Luciano, Alfredo Meskill, Pillar, Five Cents, Mia Escobar, Dream Morrow, and so on—all of them stood up.

Back they were, seeing nothing they recognized, but suddenly, they felt a profound sense of mission. Even though they weren’t particularly good people, they didn’t want to see their homeland without graves to honor their ancestors or to find their descendants, who shared their Yellow Emperor’s blood, living underground.

Even less did they want to see the descendants of Japanese, North American Races, whites, and blacks, lording over their Han people!

"Yusuf Zuck, just focus on dealing with the federation, those high-level Earth Immortals, and attract their attention," Devin King stood up and said. "Leave the rest to me. I hope you entrust me with full authority, including over Pierre and Heavenly Dao’s wealth."

"But I’m worried about your safety!"

Devin King waved his hands impatiently, "I’ve lived for a millennium—a thousand years as a turtle, ten thousand as a demon. I’ve lived enough; what’s there to fear in death?"

"What’s there to fear in death?" Several people’s long hair flew in the air as their blood surged with passion!

"Alright, you step forward to contact and organize the passionate individuals from various places, the organizations—I certainly trust you. With that, Pierre, Master Ye, Diego Jacobs, Ling XuZi, Nikola, come here!"

"Yes!" The five strongest stepped forward in a line in front of Yusuf Zuck.

"Each of you, drop one drop of your essence blood!" Yusuf Zuck commanded.

"Alright." Each of the five let a drop of essence blood fall to the ground.

Seeing the five drops of essence blood hit the floor, Yusuf Zuck also bit his fingertip fiercely and added his own essence blood at the end.

Then his Essence Dew suddenly shot out six drops, each matching a drop of blood!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—plop, plop, plop—" As soon as the essence blood merged with the Essence Dew, a sizzling explosion occurred, and in the blink of an eye, under everyone’s gaze, six naked, living humans appeared before them!

"Ah—" The crowd of women, so startled that they forgot to close their eyes, and Master Ye, Pierre, and others were flabbergasted because before them stood themselves!

"Each one possesses the same strength as you, including mine—they have everything of mine, so when I leave, this Origin Avatar will follow you, ensuring your safety."

"Let’s set out, set out!" Devin King, unable to wait any longer, waved his sleeve grandiosely, and the crowd followed him as they charged out.