Making 709
Making 709
The true face of the Eulogian Club’s cult master was suddenly revealed to everyone.
It was the face of a man in his fifties, with a cold, calculating gaze and a visage marked by the passage of time.
Gilmore looked at the cult master and asked, “What is your name?”
Bowing respectfully, the cult master answered, “My name is Gideon Wade, Mr. Reed.”
“Alright, Gideon. Now, tell everyone from the Eulogian Club to surrender to the Fensville Dragon Sect,” Gilmore commanded.
Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Gideon replied, “Yes, Mr. Reed.”
Then, turning to the Eulogian Club martialists floating in the distant sky, Gideon called out loudly, “All members of the Eulogian Club, hear this!
“From this moment onwards, the Eulogian Club pledges allegiance to the Fensville Dragon Sect. We will all obey and be loyal to Mr. Reed.”
Hearing this, the distant followers of the Eulogian Club responded in unison, “Yes, Cult Master.”
However, Gideon addressed them again, “Listen everyone, from now on, I am no longer your cult master.
am now an apprentice of the Fensville Dragon Sect, and only Mr. Reed is my
Master.
“Likewise, Mr. Reed is your Master too.”
The Eulogian Club’s martialists, having no choice, acknowledged, “Yes, Cult Master.”
Turning to Gilmore, Gideon asked, “Mr. Reed, do you have any other orders?”
“Lead all the members of the Eulogian Club to the Fensville Dragon Sect,” Gilmore instructed. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
“Yes, Mr. Reed,” Gideon replied with utmost respect.
Under Gilmore’s watchful eye, Gideon led ten thousands of Eulogian Club martialists towards the Fensville Dragon Sect.
Meanwhile, the citizens of the city on the ground cheered jubilantly, celebrating the victory of Gilmore and the Fensville Dragon Sect.
Lilian, Claire, Christine, and other women, along with Spencer, Tillman, and other Dragon Sect martialists, also took to the skies from the city’s high–rise buildings, heading towards the Fensville Dragon Sect.
A disaster looming over Fensville was averted.
At the Fensville Dragon Sect.
The thousands of Eulogian Club martialists who had surrendered were organized by Spencer, Tillman, Laura and other vice sect masters into the Fensville Dragon Sect.
However, Gideon, the former cult master of the Eulogian Club, was taken by Gilmore to a grand hall.
In the hall, important figures of the Fensville Dragon Sect, including Gilmore, Spencer, Tillman, and Laura, took their seats.
Gideon stood uneasily, looking at Gilmore and bowing in respect. “Mr. Reed, may I know why you’ve summoned me to this hall?” he asked.
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Gilmore, looking at Gideon, said, “Even though you’ve surrendered to our Dragon Sect, you led the Eulogian Club’s forces in an attack on Fensville, causing the deaths of many innoce
“You must be held accountable for these lives.”
Gideon’s face showed a flicker of change.
ivilians.
He had thought surrendering to Gilmore and the Fensville Dragon Sect would spare him from consequences.
But now, it seemed not so simple.
However, Gideon had no power to resist.
Even if he wanted to resist, he couldn’t.
In a bid to save his life, he asked, “Mr. Reed, what sort of reparation do I owe to these innocent people?”
Gilmore replied, “Starting today, you will serve as a laborer in the Fensville Dragon Sect, taking care of the cleaning and all other menial tasks both inside and outside the Fensville Dragon Sect.”
For Gideon, being reduced to a laborer responsible for cleaning and menial duties within the Fensville Dragon Sect was a tremendous disgrace.
But even with the humiliation, he kept his frustrations to himself, thinking that as long as he stayed alive, he might find a way to reach out to powerful figures in the Devil Realm for help, potentially reversing his fortunes.
Therefore, Gideon responded to Gilmore, “Yes, Mr. Reed. I am willing to serve as a laborer for the Fensville Dragon Sect, taking charge of cleaning and miscellaneous tasks.”
Gilmore nodded. “Additionally, to prevent you from harming any Dragon Sect martialists or innocent people, we need to disable your martial arts.”
Hearing this, Gideon was in utter disbelief.
Gilmore was going to cripple his cultivation?
For Gideon, this was like a bolt from the blue.
He was a proficient level cultivator, having spent countless years honing his skills to reach his current level.
Yet, with just one sentence, Gilmore was ready to strip him of all his hard–earned cultivation.
Naturally, Gideon was unwilling to accept this.
Just as he was about to protest, Gilmore, sitting in the grand hall, lifted his hand. A flash of light shot out, striking Gideon right in the mana core below his abdomen.
Gideon instantly felt his mana core destroyed, his last trace of core energy vanishing.
He couldn’t believe his cultivation was wiped out just like that.
With a thud, he collapsed, powerless, his face turning ashen.
Devoid of his cultivation, not only could he no longer control the Eulogian Club, but he was also condemned to live an ordinary life, with no chance of rising again.
Gideon felt like he had plunged into an icy abyss.
His heart filled with deep–seated hatred for Gilmore.