Chapter 1648: Chapter 948: The Torn Curtain (Middle)_1 Chapter 1648: Chapter 948: The Torn Curtain (Middle)_1 Upon hearing the sudden rapid knocking on the door, Jeff and the Lancaster Clan soldiers were all taken aback.
Additionally, the words spoken by âStoneâ just now had made Jeff and the others more tense, showing uncertain expressions on their faces. Their originally clear minds began to grow chaotic amidst the incessant knocking.
The âClan Leaderâ in front of them was full of loopholes. If all this was the Clan Leaderâs trial, it would make sense.
After all, this unexpected guy was too calm.
Moreover, this hidden secret monitoring place was indeed only known to the Clan Leader. To ensure secrecy, not even guard posts were set up outside the attic, just a large number of magic traps.
But on the other hand, the despicable otherworlder was cunning and treacherous. Although they didnât know how the other party managed it, they couldnât rule out the possibility that all of this was a plot and scheme.
However, the âClan Leaderâ before them had always acted in the capacity of a Clan Leader.
Furthermore, the Clan Leaderâs resolute and ruthless character was undoubtedly known to the entire Lancaster Clan, and no one dared to defy him.
If the person in front of them was indeed the Clan Leader himself, their doubts, even if well-founded, would probably enrage the Clan Leader.
At that time, all their merits would turn into demerits.
Faced with the difficult to discern true or false Clan Leader and the still incessant knocking, Jeff and the others were in a turmoil and didnât know what to do.
Seeing Stone still wearing an unfazed expression, he said indifferently, âYour caution has been noted by the Clan Leader, and you are indeed the elite of the Lancaster Clan. I will remember your contributions. Now, go and open the attic door, then you will understand everything.â
At this point, seeing that Jeff and the others hadnât moved, Stoneâs old face darkened and said coldly, âAre you not even listening to the Clan Leader now?â
âYes, Clan Leader.â
Hearing Stoneâs authoritative words, Jeff, who had been caught in a dilemma, could only grit his teeth, nod at the soldiers, and say, âDidnât you hear the Clan Leaderâs orders? Hurry up and open the door!â
It didnât take long for the soldiers and mages who had been running the entire way to remove all the magic traps and open the attic door, only to find it empty outside.
âClan Leader, what is going on?!â
Realizing that something unusual had happened, Jeff and the others finally reacted and immediately tried to use the secret communication magic, but found that all messages couldnât be sent out, as if they were forcibly impeded by something.
âTake a good look.â
Looking at the chaotic attic, Stoneâs movements actually began to become seductive, twisting his waist and laughing.
Upon hearing this, Jeff was startled and then looked towards the direction of the doorway again.
Suddenly, several shadowy figures exuding killing intent swooped in and immediately clashed with the unsuspecting Lancaster Clan mages and guards.
For a moment, the tower was filled with flashing cold light and endless screams, and the splashed blood instantly stained everything red.
However, these eerie screams did not spread out, and only echoed within the attic.
Accompanied by the death of numerous Lancaster mages unskilled in close combat and outnumbered guards, the battle raged on.
With a panicked look on his face, Jeff was quickly surrounded by the sudden shadowy figures in the center.
It wasnât until then that Jeff got a clear look at the attic attackers.
He saw that they were all fully armed, their weapons emitting a peculiar glow in the dim attic, illuminating the neatly arranged family crests on their chests.
It was a proud deer with sprawling antlers like tree roots, exuding a chilling aura.
âSanders Familyâs strongmen?! How did you guys find this place?!â
Seeing that the attackers were from the Sanders Family, Jeffâs fat face was full of astonishment, and he roared, âYou despicable scum are just like those despicable OtherworldersâŠugh!â
Before the bloodshot-eyed Jeff could finish speaking, a flash of cold light signaled a sharp longsword piercing through his plump chest.
âA mere Lancaster Clan captain, not even qualified to speak to this Legion Commander.â
The swordsman pulled out the blade, coldly looking at the gradually growing cold, fat body in front of him as it fell like a pile of mud, disdainfully saying.
The blood-stained sword blade reflected the faintly arrogant face of a middle-aged commander.
This man had neatly trimmed O-shaped beard, sharply defined features on his thin face, and although covered with shocking scars, it was obvious that he was identical to Elder Thomas.
Thus, his identity was self-evident. It was Thomasâ son and one of the Legion Commanders, Cole, with a strength of Tier 4 Four Star.
âBrother, all the Lancaster trash in the attic has been wiped out, and no one knows that we have already received contact from our father.â
Another middle-aged commander, seemingly younger in age, walked over with some subordinates, nodding and said, âI didnât expect Mr. Lane to have some skills, finding the exact location of the enemyâs eavesdropping squad so quickly and even sending out a humorous guy.â