Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1866

Ivan was flabbergasted when he saw what had happened behind him. A million questions started running through his mind. What happened? I've only just turned away for a few seconds! How did those two get stuck inside a wall? Did Emma and the man beside her do this? But they're still standing on the same spot!

Not only Ivan but Emma was utterly shocked as well. She hadn't seen anything because Zeke had defeated them using his energy. All she had felt was a gust of wind blowing past her. Did those two men just fly backward? It was as if they were hit by an invisible car! Was I imagining things? Or was it a supernatural event?

“What happened?” Ivan questioned the men in the wall.

One of them mustered all his strength and mumbled weakly, “Ghost... There's a ghost... A devil...” While he was saying that, he was gawking at Zeke.

“A devil? You must've gone mad!” Ivan gave the man a tight slap across his face. “Both of you are so incompetent! He must've used a grenade!”

The best guess Ivan had was that Zeke had used a grenade to blow his men away. However, there were no traces of an explosion.

Ivan swung his bat in the air and shouted at his men, “Let's beat him up ourselves! Make it quick so it won't affect our drinking plans!”

“Let's do it!” his men yelled all at once.

Dozens of them rushed toward Zeke with murderous looks on their faces.

Emma realized that trouble was inevitable. What should I do now?

She then took out a blade from her pocket and pressed it against her neck. “Stay where you all are! I'll hurt myself if any of you take another step. If I get hurt, Mr. Sixtus will surely punish all of you!”

Ivan stopped abruptly as fear engulfed him. “Emma Jones, you'd rather sacrifice yourself to save him? It seems like there really is something going on between the two of you. I'll give you another chance. Get out of our way! It doesn't matter if you hurt yourself anyway! Mr. Sixtus couldn't care less about such a useless sl*t like you!”

Emma remained motionless.

Ivan's patience finally wore out. “F*ck it! Kill them!”

Emma panicked, and when she was about to hurt herself, Zeke snatched the blade from her grip. “Leave it to me.”

In the next moment, Zeke kicked the chair next to him, and it flew as fast as a bullet toward Ivan and his men.

The chair's speed was so fast that none of the men could avoid it in time.

As the chair crashed into Ivan and his men, they flew backward from the impact.

The impact was almost as hard as the one the previous two men had felt.

Hence, Ivan and the others became stuck in the wall as well.

Cries of anguish filled the air.

Emma was completely dumbfounded. How is this man so strong? He just casually kicked a chair and those men are now literally in the wall. So does it mean what happened to the first two men just now was also his doing? Who is he?

Zeke took a glance at Ivan before turning toward Emma and saying frigidly, “They're all Sixtus' subordinates, right? Don't worry, I'll have someone get rid of Sixtus. They'll not come looking for you again.”

With that, Zeke turned and was about the leave.

“Hey! Wait!” Emma grabbed Zeke's hand and said, “You can't leave yet.”

Zeke assumed Emma was worried that Sixtus might come looking for her again. “Don't worry. I can get rid of Sixtus with ease. He'll be dead by tonight, so you're not in danger anymore.”

To his surprise, Emma shook her head. “I'm not worried about that. I need to know if you're a soldier.”