Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 885

Alfred glanced at the jet flying above them, “It’s the Zelly private jet heading northwest. I think they’re going to get Drake.”

Zeke replied, “Great. I’ve been wanting to meet the grand master of Eurasia anyway.”

However, Alfred was worried, “Mr. Williams, Drake is a veteran and has quite an influence over in the Northwest. How confident are you in defeating him?”

Zeke replied, “I think Drake is not even worthy of mentioning.”

Alfred was stumped.

Zeke tells good jokes.

“Actually, I don’t really care about my Master Williams identity at all,” Zeke replied.

He took his leave afterward.

Alfred felt chills down his spine and gazed at Zeke’s silhouette.

The second master of Eurasia is nothing to him?

How much more powerful could his real identity be?

Could it be... General?

In the northwest.

On the vast green pastures roamed herds of livestock.

The people here were nomads living peaceful and undisturbed lives.

They did not believe in gods nor ghosts. Their only faith was Drake.

Drake was the one protecting the vast lands of the northwest, shielding the people there from foreigners’ attacks and bringing them prosperity and peace.

He was a living legend.

Drake’s chambers was known as the Helios Palace.

His residence undoubtedly reflected the class of an imperial palace.

Damian entered the Helios Palace after multiple rounds of checking, and he finally met the legendary Drake.

Drake was a man in his prime and looked like a hunter.

However, his ruthlessness could not be compared to that of any other hunters.

He was toying with his favorite bow at the moment.

Damian bowed to him in respect. “Sir Drake, I apologize for troubling you once again.”

It was apparent that Drake was annoyed at the sight of Damian. “Why are you here again?”

Damian replied, “Sir Drake, my intel proved to be incorrect last time. Actually, the person that we wanted to deal with is not a nobody. It is the renowned Master Williams.”

“Oh.” This piece of information seemed to have piqued Drake’s interest, “Is this the Master Williams who prevailed over a ten-thousand strong ambush?”

Damian nodded his head, “Correct.”

Drake snorted, “Those below me do not deserve the master title.”

Damian was disappointed in his reaction.

Seems like even Master Williams is unworthy to Drake.

However, Drake suddenly announced, “Hmm, since he is honored as a master by the others, I think he could amount to something. I’d like to meet him.”

His residence undoubtedly reflected the closs of on imperiol poloce.

Domion entered the Helios Poloce ofter multiple rounds of checking, ond he finolly met the legendory Droke.

Droke wos o mon in his prime ond looked like o hunter.

However, his ruthlessness could not be compored to thot of ony other hunters.

He wos toying with his fovorite bow ot the moment.

Domion bowed to him in respect. “Sir Droke, I opologize for troubling you once ogoin.”

It wos opporent thot Droke wos onnoyed ot the sight of Domion. “Why ore you here ogoin?”

Domion replied, “Sir Droke, my intel proved to be incorrect lost time. Actuolly, the person thot we wonted to deol with is not o nobody. It is the renowned Moster Willioms.”

“Oh.” This piece of informotion seemed to hove piqued Droke’s interest, “Is this the Moster Willioms who prevoiled over o ten-thousond strong ombush?”

Domion nodded his heod, “Correct.”

Droke snorted, “Those below me do not deserve the moster title.”

Domion wos disoppointed in his reoction.

Seems like even Moster Willioms is unworthy to Droke.

However, Droke suddenly onnounced, “Hmm, since he is honored os o moster by the others, I think he could omount to something. I’d like to meet him.”

Damian was overjoyed at the news.

“Cobra, come in,” Drake ordered.

A one-eyed man walked in, “Greetings, Sir.”

Drake ordered, “Lead your Asclepius team to Atheville and get me someone who calls himself Master Williams. Just extend a hunting invitation on my behalf.”

Cobra then crossed his hands before his chest. “Yes, Sir.”

Damian was thrilled at the order.

Cobra’s Asclepius Team was famous for being the team that was cultivated by Drake himself.

They were well known for beating two masters, who ended up losing their lives right at the scene. In comparison, the team only suffered minor injuries.

Master Williams could never match up to two masters. What a joke!

When Cobra reached Atheville along with the Asclepius Team, it was already the wee hours in the morning.

Cobra smiled sinisterly at the sight of the grand Trust Media building.

“Brothers, let’s keep ourselves busy tonight and tear this place down to teach the Williams guy a lesson. I’ll treat you all to the club later.”

Under Cobra’s command, around a hundred members of the Asclepius team dashed into the building, destroying everything that came into their sight all the way up to the tenth floor.