Chapter 203 The Turner Family Is No More
“You may rise.”
Jonathan stood up calmly.
He stared at the three hundred thousand soldiers kneeling in front of him and felt as though he had traveled back in time. He recalled how he had led the four King of War and several hundred thousand men to the battlefield.
Back then, he crushed his enemies and won every battle he was in.
That was how he managed to bring peace to the land within three short years.
“Understood, Asura!”
All three hundred thousand Asura Guards replied simultaneously before they stood up.
The situation was so ridiculous that one look was all it took to get a person’s heart thumping wildly.
Terrence, Dorian, and Zachary were all staring at Jonathan with admiration in their eyes, so it inspired the others to be even more aggressive.
They felt as though they were on the battlefield.
Like Jonathan did earlier, they recalled the time they spent fighting beside Jonathan on the battlefield.
“Asura, how should we deal with the Turner family?” asked Zachary while still kneeling on one knee. His eyes, however, shone with an immense desire to kill.
“Kill them all,” ordered Jonathan calmly.
Kill them?
Timothy instantly turned pale, and his lips started quivering.
He couldn’t even control his legs from trembling. A yellowish liquid drenched the middle part of his pants soon after.
When he took a closer look, he realized that he had peed himself.
“Understood!”
After receiving the orders, Zachary showed no hesitation and was quick to get up to go to the exit.
The members of the Turner family, however, instantly became engulfed in extreme fear. Zachary’s evil glare and stance had scared them senseless.
They had never felt that close to death before.
“Listen up, men. You will now receive your orders,” announced Zachary after he exited the warehouse. He had his hands up to get his men’s attention before he ordered, “Kill them all!”
“Kill!”
It only took a moment for angry roars to fill the entire place.
To the Turner family, however, their roars inevitably had the same effect as the banshee’s cries.
In the blink of an eye, the region right outside the warehouse became hell on Earth.
Agonized screams, merciless execution… it seemed endless.
Thick, crimson red liquid drenched the entire place, and the pungent smell of blood swept across the warehouse.
They were several meters away from the massacre, but everyone kneeling in the warehouse was still so scared that they were trembling.
Their faces went pale.
They shut their eyes tightly and covered their ears because they didn’t want to hear or see anything.
A few minutes later, the screams stopped abruptly.
Overwhelming fear instantly filled everybody’s mind.
That was especially true for the sole survivor of the Turner family, Timothy. He was so scared that he was cowering in the corner and had both hands on his head. At that moment, he looked like a whimpering dog.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
A series of heavy footsteps echoed from outside the warehouse.
Zachary was drenched in blood, and he had returned.
Every step he took got the people in the warehouse to feel their hearts thumping. In that state, Zachary looked as though he was a demon that had just escaped Hell.
He inspired the kind of fear that made others feel as if they would die if their eyes met his.
“Done?” asked Jonathan calmly as he looked over at Zachary.
“Yes. They are all dead,” replied Zachary while nodding.
“Then please deal with the last surviving member of the family,” instructed Jonathan. As he did so, he shot a nonchalant look at Timothy, who was still cowering in the corner. He then walked ahead to lead Zachary to Timothy.
When Timothy learned that he was the next to die, he stopped trembling in the corner and instead knelt in front of Jonathan.
“P-Please don’t kill me. P-Please. I don’t want to die,” begged Timothy.
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