Chapter 602: Chapter 602 Turn You All Into Ghosts
The tension between both sides exploded into open hostility.
Bella Tad’s insults didn’t just target Alberto Sean—they slammed nearly everyone from the Capital City’s inner circle.
Alberto Sean’s cold stare fixed on Bella Tad. "You’re begging for death. Mason Raymond is gone, so what’s left for you to act tough about?"
Bella Tad roared back, "Think I’m scared of you! Some first-rate fighter—nothing but hot air!"
"Fool!" Alberto Sean’s rage boiled over. His palm shot up, sending powerful energy straight at Bella Tad!
"Bring it on!" Bella Tad didn’t flinch. His red aura burst out as he met the attack head-on!
"Clang!"
The massive crash rang through the entire Great Hall!
Bella Tad stumbled back three steps, his fist throbbing with pain.
"Not bad for a kid who should still be drinking milk!" Bella Tad flexed his aching fist, voice dripping with scorn.
Alberto Sean’s eyes narrowed. "Trash with a dirty mouth needs a lesson in respect!"
Alberto Sean moved forward again.
But Hawk Thompson stepped between them.
His voice cut through the air like ice. "This is the Immortal Slaying Sect. You want to wake something that should stay sleeping with all this noise?"
"If you’re looking to die, count us out."
Alberto Sean shot Hawk Thompson a look and snorted. "Fine. I’ll let you live for now."
"Ha! Go home and cry to mommy!" Bella Tad mocked.
The fight stopped for now, but Hawk Thompson knew these two would fight to the death eventually.
Forget whatever treasures might be in the hall—just the inner cores at the entrance were enough to drive everyone insane.
"Time to get rid of these people," Hawk Thompson said coldly.
He caught Walton Greer’s eye, and Walton Greer got the message instantly.
They were on the same page. Walton Greer’s black aura suddenly flared, cutting off the crowd.
"Walton Greer, what’s your game!" Bella Tad’s frown deepened.
Walton Greer’s eyes became slits. "What do you think? I’m going to kill you."
"Kill me? Ha! Big talk!" Bella Tad’s anger exploded.
Walton Greer snorted. "Mason Raymond’s dead. No one’s coming to save you anymore. Today... you die here."
Bella Tad’s eyes narrowed. "Walton Greer, you really think kissing up to the Capital City crowd will get you in? Think they’ll accept you if you wag your tail hard enough? Dream on!"
Walton Greer stayed calm. "That’s not your problem. Everyone makes their own choices."
Bella Tad shouted, "Fine! Think I’m afraid of you? Besides, I’ve got plenty of brothers here!"
Walton Greer burst out laughing. "Bella Tad, you’re giving them way too much credit. Think they’ll fight beside you? Joke!"
"Just look around—they’ll stand there and watch!"
Bella Tad scanned the area. Sure enough, none of these lower-level martial artists showed any sign of jumping in.
Bella Tad wasn’t scared of Walton Greer, but their cold shoulders still pissed him off.
"You really want to just stand there? Listen up—if I go down, you’re next!" Bella Tad yelled.
"Think this is Walton Greer’s idea? This comes from the Capital City circle! They never planned to share the treasure with you!"
Bella Tad kept shouting, but the crowd stayed silent.
Hawk Thompson watched Bella Tad carefully.
Bella Tad acted wild, but he was actually sharp—he understood how important it was to stick together.
"Mr. Tad, this is between you and Walton Greer. Doesn’t involve us, right?"
"Yeah, you two have had beef forever. Why drag the Capital City circle into it now?"
"Mr. Tad, you’ve got enemies everywhere. You attract trouble. Doesn’t really concern us."
The crowd’s words made Bella Tad’s face go red with rage.
"This is between you two. I’m staying out of it," Hawk Thompson said flatly.
"Don’t worry. The Capital City Martial Arts Association will keep you safe."
Those words sealed it. The bottom-tier martial artists became even more convinced, completely ignoring Bella Tad’s warnings.
Bella Tad’s fury reached its peak. "Bunch of spineless cowards! Your weakness just makes them more arrogant!"
Then Bella Tad turned to Walton Greer and roared, "Come on! I’ll kill you and get revenge for Mr. Raymond!"
His words barely finished before red light wrapped around Bella Tad’s body and he charged at Walton Greer!
But right then, sharp pain stabbed through his mind! Bella Tad’s consciousness went blank.
It only lasted a moment, but in a life-or-death fight, everything could change in an instant!
"Swoosh!"
Walton Greer grabbed the opening and drove a blade through Bella Tad’s flesh! Then his black light formed a giant palm that smacked Bella Tad and sent him flying!
Bella Tad hit the ground, his face twisted in agony.
The pain made it impossible to get back up.
"Damn it..." Bella Tad gritted his teeth and cursed.
He tried to stand, but Hawk Thompson cranked up the pressure, forcing Bella Tad back down.
Sitting on the chair, I felt desperate. I tried to check the bracelets, but they were still locked tight.
"Hawk Thompson, I’ll kill you first!"
Suddenly Bella Tad exploded upward and charged straight at Hawk Thompson!
Nobody saw it coming—not even Hawk Thompson!
Bella Tad’s punch connected hard with Hawk Thompson’ face, launching him backward!
Everyone stared in shock. Some whispered, "Is Bella Tad crazy? Like a rabid dog?"
Hawk Thompson got up and rubbed his cheek. His voice was ice-cold. "Bella Tad, you’re asking for death!"
Bella Tad struggled to hold himself up and sneered. "Two mutt dogs working together. Have the guts to take these bracelets off me—I’ll slaughter you both!"
Hawk Thompson ignored Bella Tad completely. He gave Walton Greer a cold look.
Walton Greer activated his power again, rushing toward Bella Tad!
Same technique he’d used against Mason Raymond. The massive explosion tore through Bella Tad’s flesh, leaving him gasping.
He wanted to stand but couldn’t move.
Up on the stage, I was going out of my mind with worry.
If this kept up, Bella Tad would definitely die here!
"Captain Thompson, should we keep going?" someone asked.
Hawk Thompson said nothing. He just glanced at Walton Greer.
Walton Greer nodded slightly. Killing intent radiated from him as his body rose into the air, sweeping over all the bottom-tier martial artists.
"Bella Tad was right. After they kill him and Mason Raymond, you’ll have no leaders left... So let’s turn you all into ghosts under my power." Walton Greer grinned, showing a twisted smile.
