"Ouyang Brother, Jiang Brother, where did you find this clueless kid? Haven’t you taught him any manners?" Gan Lei, who resembled a wild boar, spoke coldly.
"General Gan, General Gan, if you have something to say..." Jiang Baoming gave Ge Dongxu a look and said with a sweaty forehead.
However, before Jiang Baoming could finish his sentence, he saw Ge Dongxu gesture him to stop, and then Ge Dongxu looked at Gan Lei and said, "So, you are Gan Lei? I know you have a lot of people and plenty of guns, but since I came, that means I’m not afraid of you! So, it’s best not to make me take action. Once I do, things will not be so simple."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Baoming looked at Ge Dongxu and silently shook his head, choosing not to speak further. Zhang Junhui, on the other hand, was quite anxious, but he also found himself unable to speak at this moment. Only Ouyang Murong remained calm, simply gazing intently at Suo Meng.
Although Ouyang Murong had never seen Ge Dongxu make a move, in the past, even his master single-handedly annihilated two small squads of Japanese soldiers, totaling one hundred and twenty-four men. There were at most thirty people standing in the courtyard now, so if they really posed a threat to him, the Sect Leader’s uncle, it would be laughable.
The only one Ouyang Murong was truly wary of was the person before him, Suo Meng.
Suo Meng was a Dark Sorcerer from Shan State who excelled in various Evil Techniques. For the sake of refining a nefarious Magical Treasure, he had once slaughtered many innocents. When his master learned of this, he had personally taken action in his wheelchair to kill him, only for Suo Meng to escape with serious injuries.
For many years afterward, there was no trace or news of him, and many, including his master, thought he had died from his injuries. Yet unexpectedly, he appeared here again today.
"Ouyang Brother, Jiang Brother, you’ve heard what the young man said," Gan Lei, unfazed, merely gave a cold smile and then waved his hand, uttering two words, "Kill them!"
Zhang Yaku and the others did not expect Gan Lei to give the order to kill without a second thought, and all of their faces drastically changed.
"Hmph!" Ge Dongxu just snorted coldly, having already secretly formed a spell with his hands.
Suddenly, a strong wind arose out of nowhere. The branches of the trees in the courtyard extended abruptly like green tentacles and wrapped around the necks of the soldiers holding guns with lightning speed, lifting them all into the air and suspending them mid-flight.
"No good!" The Dark Sorcerer Suo Meng felt a warning in his heart the moment the sudden gale began, exclaiming with alarm and turning to flee.
But once Ge Dongxu had made his move, how could Suo Meng—a former defeated underling of Yang Yinhou—possibly escape?
Before Suo Meng could make his escape, the fronds of a towering palm tree behind him dropped down, similarly entwining their necks and hanging them straight up in the air.
The initial shock made Gan Lei and the others jump and instinctively struggle, but as soon as they realized they were lifted off the ground and were hanging mid-air at a height of about four to five meters, with the crackling sound of branches possibly snapping above them, fear set in and they dared not move anymore. They could only desperately grab the branches around their necks; otherwise, they would be unable to breathe. Find adventures on freewebnovel
All of this happened extremely fast, akin to a lightning strike. By the time Jiang Baoming and the others realized that Ge Dongxu had not been shot, Gan Lei and the others were already hanging in the air.
Seeing Gan Lei and the others, including the once revered Suo Meng from Shan State, all suspended in the air, Jiang Baoming and the rest were so frightened their legs went weak, and the way they looked at Ge Dongxu was as if they had seen the Grim Reaper from Hell.
All twenty-eight of them, in which twenty-six were armed with guns pointed at Ge Dongxu, including a well-known Dark Sorcerer from the region of Shan State, were hung in the air in the blink of an eye without even a chance to resist.
Jiang Baoming and the others simply could not fathom what kind of terrifying spell this was!
Nor could they imagine just how menacing a person Ge Dongxu was!
In the past, they always felt that the old tales of Yang Yinhou single-handedly annihilating one hundred and twenty-four Japanese "devils" in the jungle might have been exaggerated. Now, they suddenly realized, compared to Ge Dongxu’s recent move, what Yang Yinhou achieved back then in the jungle by killing one hundred and twenty-four Japanese was nothing at all.
And Ouyang Murong, who was versed in techniques, thought even more.
He remembered what Ge Dongxu had said before—that even if Gan Lei had six thousand men, they could not hurt him!
He remembered his master saying that trees have a strong vitality; controlling them with Wood System Techniques is at least a hundred times more difficult than controlling herbs, and it also requires the power of a formidable Magic Artifact.
But just now, he clearly saw his Sect Uncle used nothing, merely forming a spell with his hands, and then all of this happened in an instant.
If this were in the jungle?
Ouyang Murong didn’t dare continue that line of thought, for he suddenly realized that if Ge Dongxu did not intend to kill but merely to protect himself, not to mention six thousand men, even if all of Myanmar’s troops were deployed, they wouldn’t be able to kill him in the jungle!
Of course, Mana is also limited; it would be impossible for Ge Dongxu to use his Mana to wipe out the army of an entire nation like Myanmar.
Suo Meng, suspended in mid air, evidently thought of these possibilities too. Cold sweat broke out from his wrinkled forehead, dripping down drop by drop.
"Master Ge! Master Ge! Let’s talk this out," Suo Meng called out.
"Master Ge, now I know how formidable you are, I can return the people to you. But this is my territory, and I have nearly two thousand soldiers stationed all around. If you kill me, you might be able to escape, but these people who came with you cannot dream of escaping," Gan Lei, still unaware of the full extent of the situation, hung in midair and threatened with an inner panic belying his harsh exterior.
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Of course, from the way he addressed Ge Dongxu as Master Ge, he was, in fact, already softening and conceding.
However, for these warlords who killed without batting an eyelid, who aggressively expanded opium poppy cultivation, and who also held a grudge against his senior brother Yang Yinhou, once Ge Dongxu made a move, it was impossible for him to stop halfway.
"The old man by your side is quite clever, not talking nonsense like you," Ge Dongxu said with a cold smile, and without any visible action, the palm leaves coiled around Gan Lei’s neck suddenly tightened, and his face instantly swelled up like a pig’s.
"Yes, yes, Master Ge, I’ll listen to whatever you say, whatever you say. If you say east, I will not go west; if you say west, I will not go east," Suo Meng by his side, terrified once again, hastily called out.
"Who exactly is this old man Murong? To kill or not to kill?" Ge Dongxu did not pay any attention to Suo Meng’s pleas, instead asking Ouyang Murong beside him.
Ouyang Murong, in his shock, felt a shiver uncontrollably go through his body upon hearing Ge Dongxu’s voice. Then, looking at Ge Dongxu with a gaze filled with reverence, he respectfully replied, "Replying to Sect Uncle, this person is the most evil wizard in the Shan State area. His name is Suo Meng, and he likes to collect living souls and refine them into fierce ghosts, then he commands these ghosts to do his bidding. Unfortunately, he escaped back then and it is unknown how many more people he has harmed in these years."