LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

The white-clad woman, with a beauty that could only be described as celestial, as if a goddess had descended to earth. However, for some unknown reason, as she slowly opened her eyes and reached out towards a glimmer beside her, she withdrew her jade hand.

And then, she closed her eyes once more, as if nothing had happened. Meanwhile, in front of the temple of the Five Emperors, the vast courtyard where Jun Chester had disappeared still remained deserted. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

At this moment, apart from Cecelia Garner, Ursa Chester, Byron Ortega, and Baldwin Pope with his nine followers, everyone else was kneeling on the ground, bowing their heads in submission. They were unaware of what had transpired, their minds focused on one thought – to follow Baldwin Pope’s lead in the future.

Jun Chester’s fate was no longer a concern for these warriors at the scene. But as Baldwin Pope drew his celestial bow, whether he was an emperor of the heavens or a demon king was no longer relevant. All that mattered now was to follow his orders.

Jun Chester, it seemed, would either die at Baldwin Pope’s hands or become his lackey.

In summary, Jun Chester’s life or death was no longer in the minds of the warriors present.

As they pondered this turn of events, Baldwin Pope was frozen in place, having just witnessed Jun Chester disappear before his eyes.

Where had he gone? He had no idea. Scanning the surroundings, he could no longer see Jun Chester’s figure. Had he run away? Just like that? Such thoughts also crossed the minds of his nine followers behind him.

In a moment of shock, their dreadful devilish laughter ceased abruptly before Baldwin Pope’s eyes.

Jun Chester… had he really escaped just like that before his eyes? How was that possible? Cecelia Garner, also searching around, could not spot Jun Chester’s presence either. Though feeling remorseful, she thought it was better for him to have run off than to wait for death here.

But to leave her, a mother, without a care in the world? What an undutiful son!

Byron Ortega and Ursa Chester, on the other hand, had different reactions. Byron Ortega stood frozen in place, as if pinned down, unable to snap out of it. As for Ursa Chester, witnessing Jun Chester’s disappearance, she vanished from the spot as well, but she did not flee. Instead, she appeared in front of Cecelia Garner.

Not for any other reason but to use her abilities to protect her aunt.

Ursa Chester kept a vigilant eye on Baldwin Pope, reminding Cecelia Garner behind her, “Let’s go!”

Cecelia Garner, filled with sorrow, replied, “My son has already run away. What’s the point of me leaving now? You should go first and see if you can escape this place!”

Ursa Chester did not utter another word.

As for Byron Ortega, he had regained his senses and, after some contemplation, moved to stand before Baldwin Pope.

He, too, addressed Cecelia Garner, saying, “Cecelia Garner, I know you don’t think much of me, but today, I’ll act like a man. I’ll self-destruct my celestial cultivation to help you leave this place. Go on, and remember to light incense for me on Qingming Festival!”

Cecelia Garner’s mind went blank.

To tell the truth, she was somewhat touched, unable to speak for a moment.

At that moment, as Byron Ortega’s aura surged, he roared, “Go!”

It was a roar of love, and as the sound faded, Baldwin Pope, who was five steps away from him, chuckled.

“I didn’t expect Jun Chester to have the ability to escape before me. I’m quite upset!”

But before he could finish his sentence, Jun Chester appeared out of thin air once again, standing in front of Baldwin Pope. This time, however, he held a blade in his hand – one that he had just retrieved.

“So what?” Jun Chester looked into Baldwin Pope’s eyes and casually inquired before swinging his blade.

Seemingly a simple stroke, the blade cut through Baldwin Pope’s skull, cleanly removing his skullcap.

Baldwin Pope, who was beheaded, hadn’t even had time to react before a unbearable pain surged from his head. A cool breeze swept over his brain, causing his entire body to shudder.

Silent. Deathly silent.

No one had anticipated such a turn of events.

Meanwhile, blood had already begun to flow from Baldwin Pope’s head where his skull had been cut, leaving his head drenched in blood.

Baldwin Pope dared not move, only able to stand silently before Jun Chester, enduring the excruciating torment as if it had come from hell.

If he dared to move even the slightest bit, his brain membrane would split open.

At that moment, every warrior around the temple of the Five Emperors looked up, unblinking, watching the scene unfold before them.

It was then that Baldwin Pope’s skullcap landed on the ground, adorned with his hair.

Witnessing the scene, the nine people behind Baldwin Pope all widened their eyes, tightly focused on what was happening before them.

Some of the taller individuals among them could even see Baldwin Pope’s brain pulsating, almost like a heartbeat, with a rhythmic pattern.

In that instant, the whirlwind that had been swirling through the courtyard dissipated, leaving an eerie silence in its wake.

Jun Chester, observing Baldwin Pope’s silence and reluctance to scream, spoke once more. “Come on, speak. Tell me, what are the consequences of your anger? I’m waiting!”

With that, Jun Chester made another swift strike, slashing off a portion of Baldwin Pope’s skull in a slanting manner. Baldwin Pope’s pain tolerance was remarkable, or perhaps he had lost all sensation. He could only watch in horror as Jun Chester wielded the blade before him.

Move, and face death.

Even in that moment, a ridiculous thought crossed Baldwin Pope’s mind – how could he restore his skull to its former state? What material would he use if he survived?

In the next moment, Jun Chester swiftly pressed several acupoints on Baldwin Pope’s body, reassuring him, “You can scream now, and no matter how you scream, your brain membrane won’t split open. But don’t move, because next, I’ll have your people peel your skin and send it to the headquarters of your Cradle Church as a warning!”