Primordial Chaos Dragon Tower: Harem System - Chapter 1143: I am Uncle Drew.
Chapter 1143: I am Uncle Drew.
Nobody saw when Uncle Drew drew his sword and unleashed the attack. His hand just went behind him and pulled one of his swords, which he returned to the sheath the next second.
However, he did unleash an attack, and the result was now visible.
The formation that Kaizo and his team had been trying to destroy for the past 3 hours was cleaved in half, freeing them from its hold.
On the outside, the 14 people widened their eyes, seeing the formation no mortal had business being at its mercy cleaved in half.
The Formation Expert sensed a presence entering the formation. However, he didn’t think too much about it. Now, however, he had seen that the person he had underestimated was no simple person at all.
The formation disc he was holding cracked, rendering it useless.
Blood seeped from the corner of his lips, suffering a soul backlash.
As the formation became undone, the connection to the tower that Kaizo and the others had lost for the past 3 hours was recovered.
“Tower, take us away,” Alina commanded, and the next second, they vanished into the body tower, where Vexthra and the rest of the ladies inside Nature City were waiting for them.
The moment they arrived, they quickly helped every last one of them into the healing chambers Gaia had developed for moments like this.
“I am sorry, big sister. I was powerless to protect them,” Alina said, tears falling down her face.
Vexthra hugged her and patted her on the back, “It is okay, Alina. You are not Kent; you cannot protect everyone.”
Although she kept her sisters alive, she failed to protect them from being injured.
“Should we inform Kent?” Alina asked, but Vexthra shook her head.
“He is busy right now, and disturbing him will be bad for him. Now that you are all safe, let’s focus on your recovery. I will tell him everything when he is out of seclusion.”
Vexthra was indeed right; Kent was currently at a critical junction where stopping would not only be a waste of thousands of blood essence, but the backlash would also put him in danger.
He could not afford to stop now, so they could only wait until he was done. Even the tower refrains from disturbing him, knowing Kent will drop everything to go to his women’s rescue.
Meanwhile, back on Planet Vornix, Uncle Drew stood calm, his gaze fixed on the fourteen people who had nearly killed his friends and his master’s wives.
Had it not been for Alina, most of them would have died.
Uncle Drew was having his morning tea in the underworld, planning when to come back to the land of the living, when suddenly, he sensed Nara, Eryndor, and Saden’s lives were in danger.
As the captain of the Nigh Riders, whenever they are in danger, he can sense it from wherever he is. In fact, all Night Riders have this connection.
The moment he did, he dropped everything and decided to leave ahead of time. He already had plans to return to the land of the living, but not today.
Thankfully, what should have been a day’s travel, considering how long he had stayed in the underworld, was hastened by Nyx.
Since a power beyond mortal comprehension was being used against Uncle Drew’s people, the people involved were going against karma, so Nyx balanced it out by hastening Uncle Drew’s return.
But even with her demigod strength, she was only able to reduce the time to 3 hours.
Thankfully, he wasn’t too late. One of his master’s wives came through for them, saving everyone at the expense of her own soul.
Alina might have been putting on a brave face, but the moment she closed her eyes, she wouldn’t be waking up for a couple of years. She had practically burned her soul to save everyone.
Nyx had already told Uncle Drew how to help her recover early, so, looking at the 14 people involved, he couldn’t help but smile weakly.
“Who are you?” Lansi, the Formation Expert who had suffered a soul backlash, asked, looking angrily at Uncle Drew.
Losing the formation disc that contained the formation he had spent 35,000 years making struck him close to home.
“You really have no idea what you have done, huh?” Uncle Drew replied with a question to him.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” a swordsman, who, had it not been for the restriction of the High Worlds, would have been at the True Immortal stage, asked, pointing his sword at Uncle Drew.
“Nobody points their sword at the great Karl Duskbane.” Uncle Drew pulled his sword again, and just like before, this person was cut in half, his soul extinguished.
The thirteen remaining jumped back in fright when they saw how easily Uncle Drew killed the strongest swordsman in their team.
“You losers clearly don’t know the calamity you have called on yourselves and your families, huh?” Uncle Drew decided to make them aware of what they had done.
“Not only did you losers stupidly attack the legion of the one person you shouldn’t have, but you even killed some of his people and severely injured his wives.
I’m not sure what you know about my master, but he is someone who takes revenge seriously. He will not stop until every last person involved dies.
Of all the people you could have chosen to offend, you losers messed with the people he holds dear to his heart.
That is a great calamity that your families will have to pay for because none of you will be alive long enough to answer for it.
He is going to kill everyone you hold dear, and I am going to help him.” Uncle Drew, who was not being affected by the restrictions of the high world, unleashed his Death Stage Aura, sending all 13 immortal warriors crashing to the ground.
“How? How can you be at the Death stage in a high world?” One of them, who immediately sensed the nature of Uncle Drew’s Aura, asked, his expression pale.
“I am Uncle Drew…bitch”
With this answer, Uncle Drew raised his hand and gestured down with his finger. The next second, the swords on his back flashed out, and a second later, they returned to their sheaths.
On the ground, 12 of the warriors died, leaving only one of them.
“You will lead us to your employers, so you can’t die now.” Uncle Drew punched the bastard in the face, knocking him out.
He waved his hand, and the space rings of all 14 warriors flew toward him.
They were immortals, after all, so looting them was the only way.
“Welcome back to the land of the living, Uncle Drew.” Vexthra suddenly appeared beside Uncle Drew, who nodded and handed the space rings to her.
“Good to be back, My Lady.”
Vexthra nodded with a small smile. Then she waved her hand, and the body of the warrior Uncle Drew had knocked out vanished into the tower.
“I will handle a few things out here before coming back home,” Uncle Drew said with a smile. Vexthra nodded, and she vanished back into the tower.
After she left, Uncle Drew looked into the distance as if staring at someone. After a few minutes, a chuckle escaped his lips. “Cowards.”
He expected the dozens of people staring at him from afar to attack, but it seemed they were scared of him.
The strength he had revealed wasn’t one they could go against, even if they were immortals currently suppressed to the Heavenly Ascension Stage.
“If you are too scared to die, then why come looking for my master?” His mocking words reached everyone, causing their expressions to twist into anger.
However, despite the obvious provocation, none said anything or even tried to confront him. A few seconds later, Uncle Drew sensed two people moving toward him.
Two people responded to his words, but not in the way he had expected.
Two beautiful ladies, one with blue eyes, the other with dark hair and petite features, teleported and appeared 4 meters from Uncle Drew.
“Mr., do you know Big Brother Kent?” the dark-haired beauty asked.
Uncle Drew, who thought he was about to kill two more, raised his brow, not expecting this.
“And who might these two adorable fairies be?” Nonetheless, he chose to ask who they were.
“My name is Yuna, and this is my sister, Purity. We came from the Immortal World to look for Big Brother.”
