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Chapter 941 Achilles

“If a conflict had broken out yesterday, indeed the Summers family would be greatly affected, but the impact on your Northen Six Doors would be far greater. “Tyr, if those who stood next to you by yesterday weren’t Six Door agents but your people, do you think you would change the way you do things?” Tyr Summers was silent for a moment. He was properly considering and pondering the matter. Sure enough, if those who stood next to him yesterday were his brothers from Regal Palace, would Tyr have been so indulgent of Kirin Summers’s lawlessness? Would Tyr behave wilder than Kirin? Would he instruct his man to start a war with the enemy and end up in a situation where everyone was a loser? Six Doors had, indeed, placed too much restriction on Tyr. Of course, what was left of what affection Tyr still had for the Summers family must be taken into account too. Tyr was a man who cherished lives, but Kirin, on the other hand, was a complete and utterly crazy madman. “Tyr, the grudge between you and the Summers family cannot drag on much longer. You have to solve it as soon as possible. The more you drag on, the more detrimental it is to you. “I mentioned to you last time that our brothers on the southern side could no longer hold their horses. Especially after yesterday’s incident, they have joined hands and are ready to come to the north to lend you a hand.” “Don’t come here!” Tyr, however, dropped his previous attitude abruptly. It caused Carson Yorke to be stunned on the other end of the phone. “Why? Other than Six Doors, you are a loner in the north. I told you from the beginning. You can’t take on the Summers family on your own.” Tyr shook his head. “I changed my mind. Uncle Yorke, you are absolutely right. My influence in the north is weak. So, none of you should come.” “What do you mean?” asked Carson. “I will transfer some men from Regal Palace to join me here. Those men are my real legacy, and they are handier under my command.” At this time, Tyr had made up his mind for a very critical decision. He said, “Uncle Yorke, we are not exactly at our wit’s end at the moment. Being hasty will ruin everything. If big waves of southern experts come over to the north, it will cause a series of chain reactions.” “I have the most suitable team for the job from Regal Palace.” Carson immediately responded, “You mean the Wolf’s Den?” Tyr explained, “To be precise, they are called Nemesis now. They have gone overseas to train for a long time. It’s time to harvest the results. “As for fighters in the south, they will come to the north eventually. But, it’s not the time yet. When the time comes, I will inform you all.” Carson was silent for a few seconds. In the end, he did not refute Tyr. He said, “You better think through your affairs. We will do as you wish. “My stance is the same. If you can’t hold on to it, just call us right away. There are large numbers of brothers in the south who are willing to shed their blood and lay down their lives for you.” At this moment, Tyr’s heart was filled with warmth. Just like a worker who left home to make a living in a foreign place receiving a call from the family, telling him that they would always be there to support him at home no matter what happened. That sort of feeling was very cozy. “I know, Uncle Yorke.” Tyr nodded and said, “When the time’s come, I will be the first to inform you.” “Fine.” Subsequently, Tyr and Carson continued to chat for a little longer before they ended the call. After that, Tyr flipped through his overseas phone book, found a number within the list, and dialed it. *** Meanwhile, on a massive island located overseas. It was early morning on Tyr’s side and evening at the island. The fiery red sun had turned into dark red; half of the sun had slid down below sea level with its remaining afterglow shining upon the sea. The ocean was illuminated by its light, projected by the sea waves; it formed a rather breathtaking scene to take in. Somewhere within the massive island was a Roman gladiatorial arena. At the time, a burst of deafening roar after roar was heard from the arena. This time of the day was the most relaxed period for the members of Nemesis. Simultaneously, it was also the most fervent period. In the round battle arena, nearly thirty Nemesis members stood in the middle of it. They were staring at the few big iron gates placed within their surroundings with an expectant face. Just then, the iron gate was opened, and countless beasts rushed out from the interior of the door. These beasts were made up of lions, tigers, wolves, and leopards. Each one of them was the most terrifying and powerful creature on the land. None of these were bred but collected by Regal Palace from all over the world through connections and pulling strings. Those animals had been starved for days. When the iron gate was opened, almost all of the beasts focused their attention on the arena’s center. Over there stood more than thirty delicious dinners. Howl, howl, howl! Inside the battle arena, one deafening roar after another rang off. The roars were so thunderous that they echoed across the sky and could be heard throughout the island. “What the heck is this? Why are there suddenly so many roars of beasts coming from the island?” Meanwhile, there was a building outside of the gladiatorial arena. Clifford Hann was reclining against a beach chair, sipping beer. Next to him sat Jermaine Leonard and a shirtless bronze-skinned, sturdy-built, middle-aged man. Clifford and Jermaine were familiar faces, but it was the first time the bronze-skinned middle-aged man showed his face. His name was Achilles, one of the Eighteen Generals of the Regal Palace. His bronze skin and iron bones’ toughness were like steel, invulnerable to swords and spears. Among the Eighteen Generals of the Regal Palace, Achilles’s combat power was ranked as the top few on the list. “Since the boss moved Matthew Collins and that group of people to the island. The Nemesis has been reestablished again. White-eyed Ivory Dragon, Dhrishit, and his gang are on fire. They train every day in that arena, day and night. And, none of us get to sleep well.” Jermaine was playing with a deck of cards made of gold in his hand. He sounded whiny. Achilles took the bottle of white wine next to him. He poured the wine right into his mouth and swallowed with a gulp. He felt awesome as the highly concentrated white wine seemed to burn his stomach. “This morning, White-eyed Ivory Dragon’s contacts shipped a batch of beasts to the island. He said he obtained it for those guys in Nemesis to practice. Well, that is all that noise from those fierce beasts when they left the cage.” “A bunch of lunatics.” Clifford crumpled the beer can in his hand into a ball and threw it to the side. He stood up and stretched his back. “Are you guys interested to go there to take a look?” Both Jermaine and Achilles said that they were not interested in such bloody scenes. Even though they had survived mountains of corpses and a sea of blood. Truth be told, no one would be willing to get into that hellish scene if they weren’t forced into it; at least ordinary people would not. However, that bunch of guys from Nemesis were not ordinary people. “What a beautiful sunset we have today. How about we go for a swim at the beach?” Clifford asked as he took off his top, revealing his perfect and unblemished body.

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