Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1655

Julian and Connor exchanged silent looks.

Connor could not possibly put together anything to match the army Zeke had even if he could pull a rabbit out of a hat.

Finally, Connor asked cautiously, “Tell me then. What is Zeke's own capability at present? After he imploded his life force, he ought to be useless by now.”

“He hasn't participated in the battle directly, so I assume that that must be the case,” Janus replied.

That seemed to help ease some of Connor's tension. “So long as he is not of the Ultimate Class, I'll have my ways to deal with him. Julian, go and pick out ten of the best amongst your King Class warriors.”

“They have fifty of them, Ares,” Janus said cautiously. “Surely it can't be enough for us to send out just ten.”

Julian nodded in agreement. “He has a point, Father. The disparity between the two sides is immense.”

Connor exhaled. “Now that it's come down to it, we can only play our trump card.”

That unnerved Julian. “Please reconsider this, Father! It hasn't been tested extensively. The risks are simply too great for it to be deployed now...”

“No risk is greater than the threat that Zeke poses to us,” Connor replied. “I can have no peace so long as he lives, so just do as I say.”

“All right!”

Julian could only assent to it.

Half an hour later, ten King Class warriors and the remnant fifty thousand warriors mobilized in force toward the Devonville Restricted Zone with Connor at their fore.

At the Devonville Restricted Zone, Zeke was already there waiting by the perimeters, having already anticipated that Janus would call upon the aid of the fake Ares.

The sighting of Connor and Janus brought massive relief to Zeke.

Today, I shall slay this insurrectionist and avenge the Alpha Suicide Squad!

At the same time, he sought to seize Janus alive and have the latter lead them to Summerbank so that Lacey may be treated.

The real Ares was infuriated when he saw his imposter.

This bastard dared pass himself off as me, command my men, and even turn my son Julian into his lackey. Killing him alone would not be enough to soothe my rage!

Connor met Zeke's eyes coldly. “Never could I have expected you to be as hard to kill as a cockroach, but with your life force imploded, it makes little difference now whether you're alive or dead.”

“A cripple like me could kill you all the same,” Zeke sneered.

Insolence!

Connor stared right into his eyes. “Any last words, Zeke?”

Zeke shook his head. “Apologies, but I won't be giving you any chance to say yours!”

Julian could not stand it anymore. “You were lucky to have escaped with your life the last time, Williams, but today, I shall be finishing you off myself!”

Cold sweat crept down the real Ares' back.

How could you cuss at the Great Marshal, you witless git? Do you not know that he has already attained the Ultimate Class? You must be hallucinating if you think you're able to kill him!

Ares stepped forward and bellowed, “Shut your mouth, boy. Get over here and beg the Great Marshal for forgiveness.”

Everyone was slacked-jawed and gawking when the real Ares spoke up.

What's happening here? How is there another Ares, and in the enemy camp, at that?

The one who was most stunned was, of course, Julian himself.

Although he had long suspected that the one he spent time with day in day out could be an imposter, the emergence of the real Ares, which proved this for a fact, still had him in some measure of disbelief.

Being placed in such a difficult position, he was apprehensive as to how to react.