Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 348: [Storm and Thunder]

"Save him!"

Seeing Johnny Blackbird completely surrounded, Crenzo immediately grew anxious. Ignoring the formation, he was about to rush forward.

But Aaron caught him.

"Let me go."

Aaron simply didn’t let go.

In this situation, sending Crenzo over was truly sending him to his death.

He may not have Crenzo’s bloodlust or much cunning, but he understood one thing.

And that was, this was Mr. Ethan’s plan.

Even if he had already been detained by the Kingdom Defense Bureau, he could not have been unprepared.

Just like that night when the tides surged.

He trusted Ethan.

He believed that man had extraordinary wisdom and arrangements.

So he couldn’t let Crenzo die.

Sure enough, the next moment.

In the rain, a huge axe suddenly swung out, cutting through the wind and rain, striking directly at one of the three godsons who were besieging Johnny Blackbird.

That person was about to reach out and remove Johnny Blackbird’s mask.

Noticing the sudden rush of wind behind him, he reacted, immediately trying to take it with his hand.

From the iron gloves on his hands, it was clear that he was the iron-gloved Terry among the three godsons.

His iron gloves were specially crafted alchemical items, with extremely high toughness and sharpness.

So ordinary items couldn’t break through his iron gloves.

Yet, under that giant axe, his entire iron glove was crushed, revealing the flesh inside.

If this guy hadn’t drunk the blood of a siren and his body hadn’t been reinforced to some monster-like degree, this axe might have severed his hand.

But Terry didn’t show a hint of pain, instead, he grinned with his fangs exposed and laughed: "You finally showed up!"

The Skullcracker, he had come.

He had finally come after all.

In such a great battle, being Joseph’s most reliable card, he naturally had to be there.

But this was exactly in line with Heisenberg’s thoughts.

In fact, ever since he learned from the survivors of that typhoon night about the Skullcracker’s appearance, he had been laying the groundwork for this plan.

Now, the plan had finally succeeded.

Even while sitting in the rain, watching with Joseph, Heisenberg, although amidst the noisy sounds of filming and gunfights from the crew, sensed something and also smiled.

"I seem to feel it."

He suddenly said.

"Oh?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Joseph didn’t seem to sense it, he looked at Heisenberg.

"That person, he’s been your family servant for many years, hasn’t he?"

"Yes, many years, he watched me grow up."

"That’s a pity, you won’t be seeing him anymore."

Joseph didn’t respond, he looked again towards the rainy night.

In the rainy night.

On the main battlefield.

With the Skullcracker joining, the situation seemed to once again shift in favor of the Martinos Clan.

Is that so?

Aside from iron-gloved Terry who was laughing, the other two godsons, and even Blind Kill, who was fighting Throat-Cutter Neil, were also laughing.

Because they knew, the time had come.

The old man was about to take the field.

Sure enough, as the Skullcracker broke the stalemate with a single axe and prepared to swing again.

A big hand descended from the sky.

A giant figure fell with it.

Old Xi Wen, he arrived.

He astonishingly held the axe swung by the Skullcracker with just one hand.

His muscles, unabashedly exposed to the rain, were visible.

If you looked directly, no one would believe that this was an old man over fifty; he was muscular like a beast.

Old Xi Wen displayed a radiant smile, with teeth as white as a shark’s, grinning as he met the Skullcracker head-on.

"Trying to kill my son in front of me, I won’t allow that."

He said, applying force to his arm, with a deep blue liquid akin to blood flowing across his strong arms, the faint scales rising and falling on his arm.

He astonishingly pushed the Skullcracker’s axe back.

The Skullcracker still didn’t speak, he merely let out a low growl.

The growl was like a war drum, causing the air and the rain within it to ripple layer by layer.

With the battle cry, the Skullcracker’s body surged with a layer of blood aura, which even infected the surrounding air, making the rain carry a bloody scent.

Within this bloody scent, his strength seemed to increase, and an unstoppable momentum surged forward.

The first to bear the brunt was naturally Old Xi Wen.

But in this aura, he remained immovable, while the three godsons flinched, allowing the originally restrained Johnny Blackbird to slip away like a fish.

The weaker new immigrants were completely unable to withstand it, many were knocked down by the battle cry.

On the contrary, on the Martinos Clan’s side, Crenzo and the others seemed to be invigorated, filled with fighting spirit as if they could battle for a day and a night.

But the real battlefield was still between the Skullcracker and Old Xi Wen.

The Skullcracker found his strength again with his battle cry.

His axe pressed forward again.

This time, relying solely on Old Xi Wen’s one hand, he couldn’t resist the axe.

And as his axe moved forward, his strength seemed to grow stronger.

It seemed it could slice through the stormy night.

"Very strong, but... tonight, it is a rainy night."

Old Xi Wen seemed to be genuinely praising his opponent, but suddenly sighed in the last sentence.

Tonight, it is a rainy night.

Therefore, the rain, is gathering.

The wind, is also gathering.

Even in the sky, there were hints of lightning flashing.

"In the rainy night, I am invincible!"

Old Xi Wen suddenly raised both his hands high.

This caused the axe to lose its resistance and swung faster towards him.

But.

The next moment.

The violent wind, rain, seemed to be in Old Xi Wen’s hands.

With a punch, he released it all.

Along with the hidden lightning descending behind him.

In this strike, the wind, rain, and thunder all converged.

Sea God True Name Sixth·Storm Lord.

Thunderous power!

For a moment, the sky and the earth seemed illuminated by the lightning.

Incredibly bright.

In this intense light, everyone was nearly blinded.

Only the roar of wind, rain, and thunder remained in their ears.

Even those far in the Port District and Central District could witness this spectacle.

Jesse and Jonas saw this scene by the window.

Jesse couldn’t help but sigh: "I didn’t expect such a powerful figure hidden in the slums, that old man hid really well."

Jonas didn’t speak, just raised a glass.

Jesse clinked glasses with him, saying: "This night is finally coming to an end, I’m tired, time to sleep, let’s wrap it up."

The banquet is about to end.