"However, Saint Lord Alex has a ruthless temperament and seeks revenge for the smallest grievance. Are you sure that by hiding in the Crimson Soaring Dynasty, you can stay away from disaster and keep your life?"
Garret heard something wrong with his tone, and his expression changed slightly. "No, you’re not Alvin!"
Without the slightest hesitation, he leaped up and recklessly dove into the water.
However, the instant he entered the water, Garret felt a piercing pain radiating from his limbs, four massive, pitch-black sharks had ambushed beneath the boat in advance.
They opened their bloody maws and viciously clamped down on his limbs.
"You!" Garret’s face was full of panic, he struggled desperately, only to discover that these sharks possessed the ability to absorb spiritual energy.
Through the teeth piercing his hands and feet, they directly sucked away all his spiritual energy, making it completely impossible for him to break free.
Only then did Alvin unhurriedly walk to the side of the boat, looking down at him condescendingly, he took off the bamboo hat on his head, his face full of a mocking smile.
"You old guy, you really are much more cunning than your disciple."
"When I killed him, I didn’t have to expend the slightest effort."
Under the illumination of the moonlight, this black-clothed man was not Alvin at all. It was none other than the Saint Lord of the Hale family’s Mourning Candle Dynasty branch, Noah.
"Brother, I... I haven’t offended you in any way, have I?" Garret was extremely terrified and said anxiously, "How about this, you let me go and allow me to take the boat to flee to the Crimson Soaring Dynasty."
"I will definitely reward you heavily, guaranteeing you endless wealth, splendor, and prosperity!"
"There’s no need for your reward." Noah sneered and said with deep interest, "Bringing your head back is worth a full one million spirit stones, you know."
"As the dignified Saint Lord of a Hale family branch, plus these one million spirit stones, do I still need you to promise me wealth and prosperity?"
"Besides, you old guy, you’ve already been reduced to a stray dog, yet you still want to flee to the Crimson Soaring Dynasty to continue opposing my Saint Lord?"
"You’re truly bringing about your own destruction and seeking a dead end."
Feeling his vitality constantly slipping away, Garret’s heart gradually turned from panic to despair.
He originally could have flown on his sword and escaped through the sky, he also could have attacked and killed Noah.
Noah’s Mahayana Realm cultivation was absolutely no match for his peak Supreme Realm strength.
However, Garret had been cautious his entire life, he believed the other party must have set up a trap on the boat in advance since they were ambushing him here.
That was why he dove into the water, the most unlikely place for an ambush, wanting to use water techniques to escape.
As a result, he fell right into the only ambush Noah had prepared.
The saying too smart for one’s own good meant exactly this.
Garret had been clever his entire life, calculating without missing a single detail, yet ultimately, he was buried by his own cleverness.
Although the Nether Earth Ghost King was an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, when it came to political maneuvering and scheming, he was slightly inferior to Garret.
Or rather, he originally possessed absolute confidence, believing that with his two great trump cards, the six great experts and the Human Butcher army, in hand, he would definitely be able to put Alex to death in this battle at Heavenly King Island.
Therefore, he hadn’t prepared any retreat routes for himself beforehand.
Now, all of his trump cards had been dismantled one by one under Roland’s heroic performance.
The Nether Earth Ghost King could only flee in a panic, as hurried as a stray dog and as frantic as a fish that had just escaped the net.
He used consecutive teleports over a dozen times, fleeing a distance of over ten thousand miles.
Only when he arrived at a small island with a lush rainforest did he finally stop to rest for a brief moment.
"I didn’t expect that the plan I plotted for so long would actually fail!" The Nether Earth Ghost King sat cross-legged on a large green stone, his teeth grinding with a creak-creak sound, his eyes practically spitting fire.
"I went through untold hardships to collect the genes of six top-tier powerhouses, and used my mind and effort to forge a legion composed of Human Butchers."
"To think that Roland would charge out halfway and ruin my entire grand scheme!"
"That damned Alex! Sooner or later, I will definitely take your life and imprison your soul within the Myriad Soul Banner, making sure you can never be reincarnated for all eternity!"
The Nether Earth Ghost King merely cursed angrily for a few sentences, but he wasn’t too depressed or despairing.
In his hands, he still held Knox’s blood, which served as the genetic material for the Human Butcher.
As long as he had enough time and Netherworld soil, he could still follow his previous plan and forge a legion of Human Butchers.
This time, preparing over thirty Human Butchers had failed to kill Alex.
Next time, the Nether Earth Ghost King would inevitably be even more cautious, he would forge one hundred, or even one thousand Human Butchers to ensure absolute certainty before making a move to slaughter the entire Hale family.
The Nether Earth Ghost King rested for a while and stood up, preparing to continue his escape.
Suddenly, two thorny vines broke out of the soil, directly wrapping around his ankles.
"What?!" The Nether Earth Ghost King hadn’t expected someone to ambush him on such a remote and desolate island, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes in astonishment.
The next second, thick terror was revealed in his eyes.
The sharp thorns on these vines pierced through his body, injecting a bizarre, highly toxic poison, afflicted by this violent poison, he found himself unable to circulate the ghost energy in his body, nor could he use his ghost techniques to flee.
"What scoundrel dares to launch a sneak attack on me!" Filled with shock and terror, the Nether Earth Ghost King roared sternly, "If you have the guts, then show yourself!"