Chapter 688: Chapter 688 The Prey Comes Knocking
My purpose in bringing these two corpses back to life was to save Mabel Sean.
After spending so much time on this, I didn’t want to waste another second now that the resurrection worked.
"By the way, I should tell you that these corpses can only last three days max," the man with the mustache warned me.
I did the math and nodded. "Three days should do it."
As long as I could make the Capital City Martial Arts Association scared, that would be enough.
Then I looked at the man with the mustache and asked, "How strong can these two corpses be now?"
The man with the mustache shrugged. "They’re dead with just bodies left, so they’re basically like magical weapons. It all depends on how strong the person controlling them is."
"Like, a Martial Saint Weapon only works at full power in a Martial Saint’s hands, then a Marquis, and so on. If some Inner Strength Master gets a Martial Saint Weapon, it might as well be junk."
I nodded slightly, getting what the man with the mustache meant.
"From what I can tell, these two corpses used to be protectors, but who knows what they were protecting," the man with the mustache guessed.
I scratched my chin and said, "If they barely had to try against a Peak Military Marquis, then dealing with a Martial Saint should be easy."
Hearing this, the man with the mustache couldn’t help but laugh. "Martial Saint? If these two Protectors could use their full strength, Martial Saints would be like ants to them."
"Enough talking," I rolled my eyes.
If they could use their full strength, not just some small Capital City Martial Arts Association, but a whole country wouldn’t matter.
The sky was getting light now, and Watson Thompson woke up.
"You slept pretty well, sleeping through all that noise," I said, half-joking, half-serious.
Watson rubbed her sleepy eyes and said, "I don’t know why, but I feel so tired and have no energy."
I didn’t think much of it, but the man with the mustache frowned beside me.
He squinted, thinking about something.
After that, I went back to Green Moon Villa with the others.
In the Great Hall:
Ximena Santos looked at the two male corpses and couldn’t help showing surprise. "Mr. Raymond, who are these two guys?"
I was about to explain but stopped for a moment. "They... they’re my two friends, one’s Orr Austen, and the other’s Haydyn Fabiola," I said.
Hearing this, the man with the mustache burst out laughing.
"Those names... are really down to earth," Ximena said, trying not to laugh.
The man with the mustache rolled his eyes and said, "If their real selves heard these names, they might choke you."
I was pretty happy with both names though.
After that, Ximena and I talked about our plans, and I got ready to head to the Capital City.
"Mason, remember what I told you: they can only stay like this for three days, then they’ll turn back into corpses," the man with the mustache reminded me before I left.
I took a deep breath and said, "I’ll remember."
After saying goodbye to the man with the mustache, I rushed to the Capital City.
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The Capital City Martial Arts Association:
The giant iron doors, several meters high, looked extremely serious and impressive.
At the entrance, a man smoking and looking around was Phoebe Billy.
Ever since he caught Mason last time, his status shot up.
Plus, during this time, the major families had been pressuring the Capital City Martial Arts Association.
Phoebe Billy mostly handled this outside pressure, making his position rise even more, almost equal to Sybil Cooper!
"President," people passing by the entrance of the Capital City Martial Arts Association politely greeted Phoebe Billy.
The word "vice" in "Vice President Billy" had somehow disappeared, which made Phoebe pretty proud.
"President Billy, what a pleasure," a familiar voice sounded in Phoebe’s ear.
Hearing this voice, Phoebe’s face changed slightly!
He quickly turned around, and standing behind him was Mason!
Phoebe’s face flashed with nervousness. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he pulled Mason aside.
"Are you crazy?! Sybil Cooper is gathering people to catch you, and you dare come here? Are you looking to die?!" Phoebe whispered angrily.
"Please tell President Cooper that Mason Raymond wants to talk to him," I smiled and didn’t answer his words.
Phoebe’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t help but curse. "Have you really lost it?! You think Cooper will talk to you?"
I replied with a light smile, "Just do what I’m asking. I know what I’m doing."
Phoebe wanted to say more, but right then, someone came out of the Association.
Phoebe quickly changed his expression and pointed at me. "You stay here and don’t move! I’ll go tell President Cooper now!"
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Right now, in Cooper’s office, there were eight people in black and gold robes and three in purple robes!
Not only that, Cooper was holding a Martial Saint Weapon.
This Martial Saint Weapon was the Prajna Ruler that Cooper used that day!
Looking at the people in front of him, Sybil Cooper took a deep breath and said, "The major families have been pressuring our Capital City Martial Arts Association, demanding we get rid of Mason Raymond as soon as possible."
Everyone stayed quiet, waiting for Cooper’s next words.
Cooper continued, "But this Mason Raymond is sly and tricky. He’s already killed four of our purple-robed members using some unknown method!"
At this point, Cooper took out the Prajna Ruler.
He put the Prajna Ruler on the table and said, "To prevent any accidents, I’ve gotten another Martial Saint Weapon from the higher-ups. As long as we can kill Mason, even if we lose a Martial Saint Weapon, it doesn’t matter!"
"President Cooper, just tell us where Mason Raymond is," a purple robe said coldly.
"That’s right, as long as you tell us where Mason is, he’s as good as dead."
Cooper said seriously, "I just got word that Mason Raymond has returned to Green Moon Villa."
"Got it," the purple robe grabbed the Prajna Ruler from the table, then turned to leave.
Right then, Phoebe Billy walked into the room.
Seeing Phoebe, Cooper’s face showed annoyance. "Who let you in? Can’t you knock? Get out!"
Phoebe snorted and said, "I came to tell you something important."
"No matter how important, you should knock first! I’m your boss!" Cooper yelled.
Phoebe lit a cigarette, sat down across from Cooper, and slowly said, "You’re looking for Mason Raymond, right? He’s at the Association entrance right now. Says he wants to talk to you."
