Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1814

Zeke suddenly said, “Sole Wolf, I need you to see if there's any Minor Thunderclap Monastery in the vicinity of this area.”

Sole Wolf was surprised that Zeke suddenly wanted to know where the nearest Minor Thunderclap Monastery was located. He was confused, but he didn't ask anything. Instead, he whipped his phone out and contacted the North's operating department.

The North's operating department was responsible for the governance of Eurasia's land, so they knew every inch of Eurasia like the back of their hands.

Not long after he made the call, a staff member replied, “The nearest Minor Thunderclap Monastery is located in a swamp in the northwest from where you are standing right now. That's a totally remote area, so the monastery receives exactly zero visitors now. It might still be there, or the swamp might have gobbled it up.”

It must still be there. After all, he wants me there, and he might have turned it into a mini base or something.

With that thought in mind, Zeke told Sole Wolf, “Sole Wolf, I'm going to the monastery. You go back and keep an eye on the ministry with Ares and the others.”

Sole Wolf looked at him curiously. “Why do you want to go to the monastery all of a sudden, Zeke?”

Zeke answered, “Because our quarry is waiting for me right there.”

Sole Wolf replied, “Then I will go with you, Zeke. This time, we'll take that b*stard down.”

Zeke shook his head. “I'm going alone. Stanley said he won't show himself if I bring anyone with me. Your job right now is to keep an eye on the ministry and protect my family.”

Sole Wolf argued, “Zeke, this is obviously a trap. You can't just walk right into it.”

Zeke replied, “This is an order!”

Sole Wolf wouldn't go against his order no matter how disgruntled he was, so he could only do as told.

Again? Can't you stop us in some other way? You always get your way by claiming that it's an order. This is getting old.

Eventually, Sole Wolf went back to the ministry, while Zeke ran at full speed toward the monastery according to the map given to him by the operating department.

Zeke might just be an Ultimate Class warrior, but he had two slivers of Fortuna within him, and he could manifest his energy, molding it into anything he wanted.

His true speed and power were on par with any Celestial Class warrior. He could run at speeds faster than sound, which was something only Celestial Class warriors could achieve.

Thanks to that, Zeke arrived at the swampland in less than two hours. It was a gigantic place, and the edge was nowhere in sight from where Zeke was standing.

There was nothing but fog wherever he looked. Weeds grew everywhere, but they had wilted out along with the trees around them, leaving nothing but a trail of dead silence around there.

The murky puddles on the ground looked as if they were alive and could see around them. Anyone who was there would be terrified, but not Zeke. He did not even slow down.

He was fast enough for anyone to think that he was flying, so the swamp didn't affect him much.

Along the way to the monastery, Zeke saw a lot of bones strewn on the path. Many people had died there because the swamp trapped them. All the negative energy the bones were radiating could affect anyone's mental energy.

Even Zeke felt a lot of pressure there. If a regular human were to barge in the place by accident, they'd get corrupted by the energy and die in the swamp eventually.

Zeke ran on and on for almost an hour before he finally came across a structure that looked like a building. It was an ancient building, and it was dilapidated and deserted for what seemed like years.

There were six openings in the courtyard that housed three buildings in it, but most of the walls had crumbled.

The building in the middle had a plaque over the door that read “Minor Thunderclap Monastery.”

Even though it was supposed to be a holy place, the monastery's air was filled with death and darkness, just like the swamp that surrounded it. If Zeke didn't know better, he would have thought he was in a haunted house.

He came to the front door and opened it, but it creaked loudly and sounded as if someone was moaning in the shadows.

A young monk was meditating in the courtyard with his eyes closed. He was chanting sutras under his breath and knocked on a wooden bell.

When the door was opened, he opened his eyes and looked at Zeke. “I have been waiting for you, Mr. Williams.” His eyes glinted brightly.

Zeke asked, “And who are you?”

The monk answered, “I guess you're too occupied with your work. It hasn't been too long since we met, but you have forgotten about me.”

The monk took out a bronze mask and wore it over his face. He was none other than the masked man—Stanley Heckleson. He was the one who had usurped Carl's place as minister for the Ministry of Sacred.

Zeke growled, “Stanley Heckleson! Do you admit to the crimes you have committed? Surrender, and I shall grant you a quick and painless death.”

Stanley chuckled. “If I were you, I wouldn't look so confident, Mr. Williams.”