Jacob from the Dark Realm Returns novel Chapter 85

Conrad, Spencer, and the others were extremely shocked!

Conrad spent decades in gathering the materials for the Manor Protection Matrix together.

As late-stage Virtuosos, they were very clear about the power of the Manor Protection Matrix.

However, the sword mana that Jacob casually released caused the two layers of shields outside to collapse!

How was this possible?

How did he do it?

However, the following scenes scared them to the extreme!

Jacob waved his sword repeatedly, and the matrix shield collapsed one by one.

Until the last one!

Jacob finally stopped.

"I'll give you half a day to prepare. Half a day later, I'll kill you without mercy!"

Jacob said coldly.

Then, he brought Vampire and disappeared!

Conrad and Spencer heaved a sigh of relief.

Their foreheads were already covered with cold sweat.

"So, in his eyes, it really is just a small skill!"

Conrad said absentmindedly.

The impact Jacob had brought him was too great.

Spencer was anxious. After thinking for a moment, he understood the purpose of Jacob's actions!

"Mr. Conrad, after killing Jacob, I will bear all of your losses!" Spencer said.

'Jacob, since you want to lure the Goldsmiths here, then I will do as you wish.'

'You're too arrogant.'

'The power of the Goldsmiths of the capital city is definitely not something you can imagine!'

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The capital city!

In an ancient courtyard.

An old man with white hair and a ruddy face pushed open the door and walked out.

"Welcome Patriarch out of seclusion!"

"Congratulations Patriarch on promoting cultivation!"

In the courtyard, there were all kinds of garden scenery, just like a small and exquisite park, pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, several people were standing there, bowing respectfully.

If there were outsiders here, they would definitely recognize that all of these people standing outside respectfully were big shots!

There were famous businessmen, high-ranking government officials, and Virtuoso in Martial Arts...

Each of them was a big shot. Their every move would have a huge impact in their industry.

However, at this moment, all of them were extremely respectful.

After the old man came out, he couldn't help but feel even happier when he saw the people in the courtyard. These were all the prodigies of the Goldsmith family.

"Where's Boyce?"

The old man looked around and suddenly asked.

Boyce was his favorite junior, and Boyce's talent was still above his!

"Boyce is out of town!"

Saxon, the current patriarch of the Goldsmith family, came out and said respectfully.

However, there was a trace of sweat on his forehead. Even though he was an intermediate-stage Virtuoso, he couldn't control the trembling in his voice.

He didn't dare to imagine how the old man would react if he found out the thing about Boyce.

"He isn't in the capital city. This brat clearly has the potential to reach the Virtuoso Phase by 30. If he doesn't practice martial arts, where did he go?"

The old man said somewhat unhappily, but his face was rippling with a spoiling smile!

"Patriarch, Boyce have already been a Virtuoso a month ago. You've been in seclusion all this while, so we didn't dare to disturb you! But..." Before Saxon could finish his words, the old man interrupted him.

An excited expression appeared on the old man's face. "He broke through a month ago. Great! He is indeed worthy of being my Jamison's junior!"

"Call him back to the capital immediately. I want to test him!" Jamison laughed.

His own cultivation had advanced even further, and he had already reached the top Virtuoso Phase. He almost reached the Divinity Phase. Perhaps in this life, he might even be able to reach the Divinity Phase.

As for Boyce, he had become a Virtuoso and he was not even 30. Not only was he the youngest Virtuoso in China, but he was expected to reach the Divinity Phase!

That was icing on the cake!

In the future, if a Goldsmith was able to reach the Divinity Phase, or Boyce and he entered the Divinity Phase together, it would... Thinking about it, even if Jamison was a hundred years old, he would not be able to control his emotions and his breathing would start to quicken.