Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1413

“Seriously?” Nancy scrunched up her face. “Why is he going off-grid at this critical moment? Where did he go?”

Dawn snorted, “Even if we are to demolish the building, I won’t sell it to her.”

“Twenty million? What are we? Beggars?”

The Linton Group was Zeke and Lacey’s hard work, after all. She would not want to tear it down just like that.

“We’ll see in three days,” Lacey sighed. “It’s best if we could get in touch with Zeke. If we still can’t reach him by then, we’ll have no other choice.”

Southern Archipelago.

Now that the Southern Archipelago had been reclaimed, thousands of soldiers were sent to guard this island.

Near Island 35, a big bubble was suddenly seen rising from the sea.

This attracted the attention of the Island Guardians as they stared at the bubble alertly.

Shortly after, a person suddenly emerged from beneath the surface of the water.

The Island Guardians were alarmed. “Freeze! Raise your hand and surrender!”

They rightfully assumed that the other party was a remnant of Lundr but, in fact, this person was Zeke.

Although he had survived the suicide bombing of General Maples, he was severely injured.

By the time he struggled to the surface, he had gone into shock and fainted.

The Island Guardians fished him out from the sea and sent him to the prison cell, where Zeke awoke from his coma after an unknown period of time.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself imprisoned in a cell. Beside him were captured soldiers from Lundr.

“Which part of Lundr are you from?” one of the Lundr soldiers asked.

“I’m a Eurasian,” Zeke said curtly.

Eurasian!

Shocked, the Lundr war captives shot up to their feet and eyed him vigilantly.

Judging by his appearance and physique, he was indeed a Eurasian.

The eyes of the war captives were full of hostility.

“Hmph, the damned Eurasians imprisoned us here. They’re all equally guilty and therefore must die!”

“Brothers, attack!”

The Lundr war captives attacked in groups.

Even though Zeke was seriously injured, he was still formidable.

He didn’t give a damn about this bunch of Lundr war captives.

With a slight tremor, he released his powerful King-class energy, sending the war captives flying before they could get close to him.

His energy was of such force that it smashed through the wall and bent the thick iron gate.

Naturally, the Island Guardians were alarmed by the deafening roar.

“What’s going on?” The team of prison guards who rushed in upon hearing the news gawked at the scene unfolding before them.

The Lundr war captives were inlaid on the walls and iron gate, which appeared to have been blown open by a bomb.

But that dying captive they had just imprisoned was standing proudly in the middle of the cell with an intimidating and majestic aura.

Is this all his doing?

How could he explode with such power when he was near death just now?

Zeke glanced at the epaulets on the Island Guardians’ shoulders. “Elites of Sole?”

“You people are Sole Wolf’s men? Bring him to me.”

“Who are you?” one Island Guardian interrogated, “What right do you have to meet our leader?”

“If I’m not mistaken,” Zeke replied, “Solo brought you here to find me, didn’t he?”

The Island Guardians stood aghast in fear.

The Great Marshal is the only man in the world who dares to call Sole Wolf “Solo”.

Could it be...

A terrifying and bold idea crept into the minds of the Island Guardians as one of them took out a walkie-talkie and contacted Sole Wolf.

“Sir, someone wants to see you, and he addresses you as Solo...”

Upon receiving that news, Sole Wolf, who was on Island 36 of the Southern Archipelago in search of Zeke, immediately rushed to the prison.