The Man's Decree novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617 You Are Alive

“Ah!” Out of nowhere, a member of the Department of Justice screamed. All Theodore saw were countless snakes, rats, and other pests making their way over at an incredible pace. There were so many of them that the mere sight of it could get anyone’s scalp to feel tingly.

Those pests somehow corrode everything in their path, and even the walls instantly collapsed after they moved past them.

“Shoot! Shoot now.”

Given the situation, Theodore had no choice but to issue the kill order.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The guns went off, but the bullets never reached Weston and the others. Thick, black fumes had already concealed everything, so the snipers couldn’t see their targets anymore. Hence, everyone fired their guns at random directions in hope of getting lucky.

Theodore saw how the pests were getting out of hand, so he gripped his weapon and flushed out his aura. His clothes danced in reaction to that energy. As someone in the Grandmaster rank, Theodore could exude his martial energy at will.

“Hah!”

A loud roar later, Theodore waved his sword and instantly summoned a gust of strong wind. It sent the pest flying backward, but they gathered up and crawled right back.

To make matters worse, more and more pests were gathering. Many members of the Department of Justice had insects crawling all over them. There were simply too many pests, and they were too small to attack accurately. As a result, the members couldn’t destroy the pests crawling all over them.

The silver lining was that those pests weren’t poisonous. If that wasn’t the case, many would’ve already died.

“General Jackson, just move aside and let us leave. Why make your subordinates suffer through all this?”

Just then, Weston’s voice echoed out of the black fumes.

Theodore looked furious. He had swung his weapon countless times, but the gust of wind he summoned could only chase the pests away temporarily. It didn’t take long before the pests crawled back over, and Theodore was exhausted.

He saw how his subordinates were rolling on the ground and in agony. All that put him in a troubling position.

“All pests hate fire. General Jackson, do you really not know something so simple?”