Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2568

What?

The people were stunned.

“I can't believe this is what's going on. Ha! I've long guessed that things weren't as simple.”

“Who is the evil mastermind? We really have to find out who they are!”

“Hmph! I knew it; the newcomers wouldn't have the guts to do anything to our men.”

“By the way, Ms. Phoenix, since we know that someone's trying to drive a wedge between us, why are we still ambushing them in the night?”

Phoenix answered, “I'm playing along with their game. Didn't they want to see us hurt each other? That will be the show we will put on for them. We'll pretend to suffer heavy losses. The moment the mastermind rears their head, we'll lop it off!”

“Wonderful!” the people exclaimed. “This is a fantastic plan!”

Zeke continued, “Therefore, we'll need to trouble you all to play in a show. We'll make it sound like we're fighting, but of course, please don't actually hurt each other. We'll make it seem like we've lost half of our men by the end of the fight. Let's start now.”

Phoenix immediately got to work. “Start now. Kill them all!”

In an instant, chaos erupted within the space.

The sounds of weapons clanging together and war cries went on.

Of course, it was not a real battle; they were only putting up a show.

Most were just hitting their weapons against the other party's weapons.

“Lift your f*cking weapon higher. It's not thrilling enough to hit it from this height!”

“Hit my foot! My weapon's about to break because of you.”

“What a useless weapon. Are these the weapons your Centurion is giving to you?”

“Are you dissing my weapon? I'm done entertaining you. Go and hit it yourself!”

With that, the man tossed his weapon to the ground to let the other party hit the weapon by himself while he rested at the side.

“Darn, I'm tired. Hurry up and die so that I can rest.”

“Ha, loser! You'e tired out already? I'm not done playing around. Even if one of us has to die, it'd be you!”

“Sure. Let me die for a while first. Come on, let's move to that corner so that no one will step on my hand while I'm dead.”

Some could not even find an enemy to spar with and could only exchange blows with someone from their party.

It was a messy scene, but the messier it was, the more it looked like a real battlefield.

In the meantime, after a while of sparring with someone from the other party, Declan became tired and lay on the ground to play dead.

He then deliberately “died” in a quiet corner.

When the people around him lessened, Declan carefully crawled to the outer ring, about to inform Platinum about the situation.

However, just as he crawled out of the battlefield, a figure flew toward him and slammed into him.

Declan was speechless for a moment.

Who the f*ck are you? I'm already dead, so why are you still attacking me?

The one who slammed into Declan was Scar Face.

Scar Face apologetically said, “Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to do it. There was a really impressive guy who killed me earlier, and he even tossed me all the way here after I died. Huh? Why are you here instead of fighting in the battle?”

“What the hell are you on? Aren't I clearly dead as well?”

A look of pity appeared on Scar Face's face, and he shook Declan's hand. “We're on the same boat. Yes, we are.”

Declan cursed inwardly, Who the f*ck's on the same boat as you? F*ck off.

Out loud, he uttered, “Scar Face, if you want to die, die somewhere else. Don't come so close to me. I'm tired, and I want to lie here for a nap.”

Scar Face chuckled. “Darn, my friend, we're fated to be. That's what I'm thinking too. A nap will be great now. Darn, my circadian rhythm. I get so sleepy at this time every day.”

As he said that, Scar Face even yawned.

Declan sighed in resignation. “All right then. Sleep now.”

With that, he lay on the ground and began snoring.

Scar Face closed his eyes, and in no time, he started snoring.

At that, Declan grinned. Hmph. You nearly messed up my plan!