Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 557 - 556: Just for the Duration of an Incense Stick

Chapter 557: Chapter 556: Just for the Duration of an Incense Stick

Actually, the reason why Westly Meskill was hit and injured was his own fault, If he had held on to his sword instead of being exploited by Yusuf Zuck, with a sword in his hand, he could have easily blocked the Flying Sword.

Unfortunately for him, Yusuf Zuck had managed to control his sword out of its sheath.

And when Yusuf Zuck saw that Westly Meskill was helpless, his eyes couldn’t help but brighten as he thought of a possibility.

This was the enemy’s sword, and certainly not as sharp as his own Purple Light Sword, so if he were to attack his enemy with the Purple Light Sword from a distance like this, he would be invincible, and even if his opponent had a sword, it would be reduced to dregs!

With a Divine weapon, his combat strength would increase many times over, and so he would dare to fight any powerful enemy!

"Yusuf Zuck, stop, stop, let’s talk..." Westly Meskill, while dealing with the Flying Sword above his head, shouted for a cease!

But Yusuf Zuck was on a roll, where would he be willing to stop? He had to take advantage of his enemy’s illness to take his life, to exhaust this bastard, and then kill him when he ran out of energy!

"Stop? Dream on!" Yusuf Zuck controlled the Flying Sword even more quickly and attentively, relentlessly attacking.

"You... you... you really think I have no way to deal with you?" After realizing that Yusuf Zuck intended to drive him to the brink of death, Westly Meskill suddenly let out a long howl and his whole body shook violently, releasing a surge of Gang Qi energy from his body.

With a "bang," the Flying Sword was actually repelled by that burst of Gang Qi, spinning uncontrollably in the air!

Yusuf Zuck was greatly surprised, that was a strong Gang Qi.

However, he immediately grew cold, and his Flying Sword continued since the more his enemy used that kind of Qi, the more rapidly he would consume his own energy.

"Hmph." Seeing Yusuf Zuck’s Flying Sword coming at him again, Westly Meskill snorted angrily, bit his tongue, and with a violent spread of his arms yelled, "Divine Solid!"

"Buzz buzz buzz~" No one knew what method he used, but as he uttered the words Divine Solid, the aura around him changed, and the air around seemed to solidify.

Finally, the speed of the Flying Sword slowed down, and despite several attempts by Yusuf Zuck to Telekinetically Control the Flying Sword to escape, it couldn’t break out of the few meters radius around Westly Meskill.

With a "swoosh," Westly Meskill leaped up and instantly grabbed his own sword.

However, he was now sweating profusely, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, indicating he had expended a great deal of energy. He must have only used the Divine Solid out of desperation, otherwise, he wouldn’t have resorted to it!

"To death!" Unable to contain the resentment from being injured by Yusuf Zuck, Treasure Sword in hand, after several deep breaths, he leaped towards the rooftop where Yusuf Zuck was!

"Damn it!" Yusuf Zuck cursed, what kind of monster was this? He had just been feeling smug, thinking that with the Purple Light Sword, he could contend with these monsters, but now it looked like he couldn’t use that move lightly. If his Purple Light Sword were taken away, that would be really bad.

Westly Meskill flew over, and when Yusuf Zuck flicked his wrist, a pistol appeared and he started firing at Westly Meskill’s head.

"Clang clang clang clang clang~" Yusuf Zuck charged forward while swinging his sword to deflect all the bullets.

"Damn." Yusuf Zuck felt an urge to cough up blood when he ran out of bullets; firearms were of no use against such a person.

While the other man was gliding through mid-air and blocking the bullets, was this even human?

"Go." He threw the pistol in the manner of a Flying Sword to continue the fierce attack, but Westly Meskill still managed to land on his rooftop and charged at him.

"Hoo~" Seeing Westly Meskill approaching, Yusuf Zuck took a step and then appeared on the rooftop above Westly Meskill.

Westly Meskill was immediately dumbfounded; holding his sword and blinking, he looked at the hundred meter distance.

He had exerted tremendous effort, catching his breath numerous times to reach the opponent’s rooftop, yet the opponent had stepped onto his rooftop in one move?

His eyelids twitched violently, what kind of martial arts was this? It was too terrifying and too strange.

For the first time, he felt fear.

The Flying Sword hadn’t induced fear in him, nor had becoming Invisible, but now the opponent’s ability to move a hundred meters in one step made him pause and hesitate to act rashly.

Because, with such an ability, he knew he could never get close to his opponent!

"What’s the matter, feeling scared?" Yusuf Zuck started laughing. In reality, the divine ability to move a hundred meters in one step was no longer a secret, only the ability to move a thousand meters in one step was.

Back at the Meskill Family’s place, he had shown the ability to move a hundred meters in one step, a fact Devin King and some people of the martial world were aware of.

"Sigh~" Westly Meskill took a deep breath, then suddenly sheathed his sword, this time holding on tight to the hilt, afraid that Yusuf Zuck would knock it away again.

"Yusuf Zuck, shall we talk?" Westly Meskill asked.

"What’s there to talk about? I want to kill Tyler Nash, but you won’t let me, will you?" Yusuf Zuck laughed, "How about you leave so I can go slaughter him?"

"Indeed, he is no match for you!" Ty Meskill nodded in agreement.

Yusuf Zuck replied, "Yes, but you are my match, so I dare not approach him carelessly."

"How about we make a deal?" Ty Meskill asked.

"What kind of deal?"

"I’ll help you kill Tyler Nash, and then we can join forces to kill someone else. How about that?"

"Fine, go ahead and slaughter Tyler Nash, and bring his head here," Yusuf Zuck answered promptly.

"Heh, young people need to be trustworthy. How can I believe you if you agree so casually?"

"Believe it or not, I’m going to kill Tyler Nash right now. And remember, you must be very careful because I might just leap behind you," Yusuf Zuck said with a cold laugh, then he sprinted in the direction of the Nash family residence.

Make a deal with this man? Yusuf Zuck would have to be brain-dead. Could a person who taught someone like Tyler Nash talk about trustworthiness?

"Swoosh–" Witnessing Yusuf Zuck actually rushing towards the Nash family residence, Ty Meskill stomped his foot and quickly followed in pursuit.

He had realized that though Tyler Nash had ceased eating grains, he was no match for this Yusuf Zuck.

In terms of cunning, means, and skill, Tyler Nash was far inferior to this man.

...

Meanwhile, Devin King, who was at the military base, also received another instruction from the red phone.

"Tell Goudan, his wife, Danny Hart, Kenelm Lopez, and the four of you to go to the Nash residence. The man behind Tyler Nash has been identified—it’s the Sect Hierarch Ty Meskill. Intercept and eliminate him, but be careful," the instruction came.

"The Sect Hierarch Ty Meskill?" Upon hearing these words, Devin King couldn’t help but gasp. As the deputy team leader, he had access to some top-secret information, and he had once read a classified file about the Sect Hierarch, a man who inherited a certain Taoist lineage and had cultivated powerful sorcery, a formidable figure. The team leader had fought him once, only managing to inflict serious injuries and force him to flee; they had not been able to kill him.

Unexpectedly, he had reappeared and even trained disciples.

The chaos in Zhonghai this time involved Tyler Nash, who was a main cause, but behind him, it was probably Ty Meskill orchestrating everything.

Ty Meskill must have wanted revenge because the file recorded that the team leader killed his dual cultivation partner who was already carrying a child.

"I’m on my way." After hastily hanging up the phone, Devin King immediately called Whitley Ortiz, instructing her to notify the four remarkable individuals to head to the Nash residence.

...

Tonight, Tyler Nash was still sitting outside the memorial hall, flanked by eleven top-tier experts. When Yusuf Zuck rapidly approached, Tyler Nash’s eyebrows raised.

"You dare to come?" Tyler Nash burst into loud laughter, surprised that Yusuf Zuck would dare show himself so brazenly. Did he not know the meaning of death?

"Yes, I just fought with your master. He also made a deal with me—he’ll kill you, and then we’ll join forces to take down his enemy. So, your trump card is gone!"

"What?" Tyler Nash was shocked, knowing his master could indeed do such a thing.

However, Ty Meskill, who had followed along, almost spat blood upon hearing Yusuf Zuck’s words. This bastard was actually using a divide and conquer strategy.

"Go on, take his head, and then we can join forces to deal with your nemesis," Yusuf Zuck said, bowing to Ty Meskill.

"Do you think this is amusing? Do you think you can benefit by sowing discord between us, master and disciple?" Ty Meskill gritted his teeth.

"Wasn’t it you who said those words? I’m merely relaying them!" Yusuf Zuck turned back to face Ty Meskill and said, "Moreover, I need to go inside and offer incense. If you dare to stop me, then it will be a fight to the death!" His declaration was forceful, the words "fight to the death" practically bitten off.

"Kill..." With his most hated enemy before him, Tyler Nash threw caution to the wind, today, as long as he could kill Yusuf Zuck, that would suffice.

He roared and made the first move to attack.

However, just as he was about to draw his Treasure Sword from its sheath, he was horrified to discover that his Treasure Sword had disappeared without a trace!

The same happened to several others who wielded swords; their swords had unsheathed themselves and were now whistling through the air, aimed back at their owners!

Blocked by his own sword, Tyler Nash was so furious he almost spit blood.

"Whoosh–" Taking advantage of the moment when the Flying Swords obstructed Tyler Nash and the others, Yusuf Zuck stepped forward and entered the memorial hall.