Inhuman Warlock Chapter 793: Return

Chapter 793: Return

However, what was surprising was that it seemed like he was able to predict the attack of Milena and knew exactly what point she was going to attack.

"Your Majesty, stop! Return this instant!" A sharp scream came from the back.

Arthur appeared behind Milena and held her hand before disappearing with her.

He appeared near Kellian with Milena, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Arthur, what are you doing?!"

"I'm stopping you all from making a mistake. I just received an update from Kane. Jian isn't who we thought he was. He's much stronger than we could've thought. In fact, he isn't barely a member of the Warlock Council. He is the creator of the Council and the true hands behind the curtains."

"True hands behind the curtains? That's an odd t.i.tle to give me," Jian smiled, slowly turning back.

"However, I'm surprised you managed to find it before I could reveal it myself. I wonder how you find out about this. Initially, I would've a.s.sumed that the old man failed to keep his mouth shut and blabbered everything to you."

"However, it seems you just found out about that. And the old man died long ago. So he couldn't have told you. I'm really curious how you know then. It doesn't matter though. Soon, the entire world is going to know."

Kellian looked back and forth between Jian and Arthur. The words of Jian all but confirmed whatever Arthur was saying. There was something about Jian that they didn't know.

"Tell me what you found out about him!" Kellian said, staying alert as he kept his eyes on Jian.

"I was told that he is so strong that even if Entire Warlock Council was to face him together, they couldn't defeat him. Moreover, whenever he's killed, he comes back to life even stronger than before."

"So we can't kill him at any cost." Dallas rubbed his chin. "That makes things complicated. If he's really that strong, he can't be taken alive. But killing him makes things worse. So what can we do?"

"Ah, guys? Aren't you forgetting something? You're standing in the middle of the Warzone. It's not a time to discuss your plans right before the enemy?" A voice came from the front.

Jian was finding it fun to see everyone discussing him so seriously, that too right before him.

"Anyway, the world is watching. I don't think we should delay. If you're not going to start, let me do it."

Jian started walking towards the group. His sword still rested in the sheath. It was the same for Tristan, whose Katana hadn't left the sheath either. However, there was something different about his Sword.

He didn't need to bring out his Sword to kill people as the sheath itself was sharp enough.

"I need to tell you more about it, but it's not the time. We need to get out of here so I can tell you more about it. Your Majesty, let's take everyone!" Arthur held the hands of Kellian, Dallas, and Tristan.

Milena was slightly confused about what was happening, but she also did as Arthur said. She held the hands of everyone else.

"None of you are leaving," Jian calmly said, raising his right foot. He stomped the floor lightly.

There wasn't much strength behind his stomp. It didn't even leave a single crack on the roof. It appeared more like an ordinary human's stomp on the ground.

However, that small stomp did something strange. There was an abrupt spatial disturbance as soon as the foot landed on the ground.

Arthur teleported away with Kellian and Dallas just moments before, but Milena and others were caught in the Spatial Disturbance, which blocked the teleportation.

"Where are you going? You think you can leave after you come here?"

"Jian, just because I was leaving doesn't mean I was scared of you. If you want me to play with you, I can do that as well. Just make sure you know what you wish for." Milena freed the hands of everyone else as she turned to Jian.

She wanted to know more about Jian from Arthur; however, she didn't feel it was truly needed. She already knew the basics that he became stronger whenever he was killed.

She also knew he was strong, so she was careful now. Other than that, it was a battle she needed to fight in any case.

"Good. Let's continue where we left off then," Jian smiled.

"Let's start from a new place instead. I've been wanting to play with you as well!" Another voice distracted the attention of Jian.

He turned to Tristan, only to find a sharp energy wave coming towards him.

He raised his sword, blocking the attack once again. Not only was the attack stopped by the sheath, but the energy of the attack also disappeared, being absorbed in the sword.

"Tristan, if I'm not wrong? Let me deal with you first."

"Oh, I'm here as well." A woman appeared behind Jian, kicking his back.

Jiani's kick landed straight on the back of Jian, sending him flying ahead.

Jian controlled his body mid-air, landing on the ground. "You too... It seems the revelation made you understand that you must be working together. Not bad."

"Not bad indeed," Tristan appeared right in front of Jian, bringing his Katana out of its sheath.

Jian raised his sword, blocking the attack once again, however this time, he didn't stop with just blocking the attack.

Raising his right foot, he kicked the chest of Tristan, making him fly.

His figure flickered as he appeared behind Jiani, moving like lightning. His sword came slicing.

Jiani had attacked once again where Jian was standing, only to watch him disappear. His speed was so fast that even her fast reflexes couldn't keep up to him. By the time she realized where Jian was, it was already too late.

A sword came slicing, taking out the head of Jiani. Her head flew high in the sky as her body dropped to her knees.

Jian grabbed the head of Jiani with his left hand, smiling.

"Catch." He tossed the head towards Milena, who stood still. She had just watched Jiani die, and she couldn't even move to protect her.

The flying head of Jiani brought Milena out of her daze. She raised her hand, holding the head. The eyes of Jiani were still open, seemingly in disbelief. Her eyes had already lost their s.h.i.+ne.

"Let me take care of other pests as well. Then I'll get back to you." Jian chuckled, turning to Tristan, who was hanging by the edge of the building, barely protecting him from the fall.

Tristan pulled his body up with his left hand, holding his dear sword with his left hand.

Tristan pulled himself up, only to find Jian's foot coming towards him.