Doomsday: I Obtained A Fallen Angel Pet At The Start Of The Game Chapter 89
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"Ah!"
A sharp yell sounded in the place.
Stark did not know that Delia was surprised.
At this moment, he was looking at Clyde, who was growling in front of him.
Stark could clearly feel that his spirit seemed to have extracted a trace of its origin and entered Clyde's mind.
He could feel the unwillingness and anger coming from Clyde.
However, in his mind, Stark was like a giant, while Clyde was just an ant.
It was as if he could crush Clyde with just a thought!
"This is the tyranny of the Undead Contract!" Stark couldn't help but exclaim as he felt the changes in his mind.
It was obvious that Clyde's spiritual power wasn't ten points higher than his own. That was why under the Undead Contract, he was forced to be signed as his undead slave.
After subduing Clyde, he looted some treasures from the surrounding corpses.
Stark then used the Undead Summoning spell on the corpses in front of him.
The several Transcendent humans that he had frozen and killed just now all turned into undead and went under his control.
After storing these people and Clyde into the undead space, Stark naturally had no reason to stay in this palace any longer. He immediately prepared to leave with Delia.
His next target was to return to the Seda Stronghold.
After all, he had just looted quite a bit of equipment. If he went to the Seda Stronghold to auction it off, he would probably be able to obtain quite a few crystals.
As for the Undead Summoning skill...
Stark was prepared to find an opportunity to specifically summon some powerful undead as his undead soldiers.
After all, he was very clear about the people who died in the palace.
They were only Clyde and Delia's subordinates. That bit of strength was not worthy of being his soldiers.
"Alright, Delia, let's go," said Stark.
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He brought Delia out of the palace, then rushed back to his parking spot and headed back to Manhattan.
However, while Stark was returning to the Seda Stronghold...
..
At the same time, in another part of Manhattan.
"What? Domineering Blade is dead?!"
In a huge villa built on a hill, a man dressed in black looked at the ranking list and slammed the table angrily.
Domineering Blade was Clyde's title.
"Young Master Harlan, as someone ranked in the top 30, it's normal that you don't know. However, in our organization, some people ranked lower than Domineering Blade have received a system notification. He has indeed fallen!"
An old man bowed his head respectfully in front of the man dressed in black.
"Hmph! I just invited an expert on the ranking list to join our organization by begging Father. He hasn't even been enlisted for a month, yet he's already dead. How am I supposed to meet Father?!"
The man who was called Young Master Harlan said with anger in his voice.
After all, Clyde was someone he had asked his father to pay 300,000 crystals to recruit. Now that he was dead, there was no way he could explain himself.
"Young Master, Master is still completing the mission. He probably doesn't know about this yet. We might still have a chance!" the old man said.
"What chance? Father asked me to recruit people. So far, I have only recruited two people on the leaderboard. Now that Clyde is dead, there's only one left. The other experts on the leaderboard either already have an organization or aren't in Manhattan!"
Young Master Harlan frowned.
"Young Master, think about it. The experts on the leaderboard all know each other, and everyone already knows that Clyde has joined our Final Edge Organization.
"But there's still someone who dares to take the risk of offending our Final Edge Organization and kill Clyde. Then that person might not be on the leaderboard!
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"If that's the case, then as long as Young Master makes a move, with a little inducement and some ruthless threats, won't that person join our organization?"
The old man suggested.
"Then, what if he doesn't join? And how will you find this person?"
Young Master Harlan asked doubtfully.
"He won't join? Hehe, Young Master, your father is in the top ten of the leaderboard. His level has already touched 40s, and his class has undergone a second class change. Who would dare to refuse your father's request?"
The old man's eyes narrowed into slits as he continued, "As for finding the person, you can leave it to me!"
"Haha, Butler Fu, I can rest assured that this matter will be carried out as soon as possible. Inform me when the time comes!"
When Young Master Harlan heard the old man's words, he immediately felt relieved and said with a smile.
"No problem!" The old man nodded.
..
Rhode Island.
"Haha, that powerful man from Manhattan is dead!"
A man with a tuft of beard looked at the sea and said in a low voice.
"Hi, Sir Anheuser, we have confirmed that he is indeed a powerhouse from Manhattan!" behind the man, someone in a military uniform said.
"Haha, there are too many experts on the ranking list in Manhattan. It's time for more to die."
While laughing, Anheuser's eyes flashed with a fierce light.
"Sir Anheuser is right. The behemoth vehicle that you ordered us to prepare will be ready soon. When we go to Manhattan, we will wait for your order!"
The man in the warrior suit said.
"Yes, we will proceed as soon as possible. When the time comes, we will definitely go to Manhattan to plunder!"
Anheuser looked at the ranking list and said in a low voice.
..
"F*ck, Domineering Blade is dead!"
"Did all the experts on the ranking list die? What's wrong with this world?"
"Could it be that some new monster has appeared? Even the experts on the ranking list can't resist it?"
"Domineering Blade. That's a C-rank class. What a pity. It would be great if I could also obtain a C-rank class!"
"Hehe, let's wait for a few years. When all the classes on the leaderboard have been upgraded to S rank, it'll be your turn to obtain a C-rank class."
Domineering Blade's death affected everyone in America.
This was because he was an expert on the leaderboard. Although he was only in Manhattan, he also represented the top experts of humanity!
His death was enough to shock everyone!
..
In a villa in downtown Manhattan.
"What?"
"Domineering Blade is dead? Even Domineering Blade on the leaderboard is dead. That guy was very strong!"
Lucas's expression changed.
"Sir, what happened to you?" beside him, a kneeling woman asked in a low voice.
"It has nothing to do with you. You just said that my brother's D-grade equipment was seen on Daphne's body?"
Lucas's voice turned serious.
"That's right. It's the equipment of Young Master. A female slave saw it with her own eyes! With her understanding of Young Master, there's no way she's wrong!"
The kneeling woman said nervously.
She was afraid that the man in front of her would mercilessly kill her if he was unhappy.
"Hmph! Daphne, you really think I wouldn't dare to touch you? Now that my brother is dead and you have a link with him, don't blame me for being rude!"
Lucas's face darkened, and he said coldly to the woman in front of him, "Go, send someone to capture that b*tch for me!"
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