Supreme Trader

Chapter 142 Bellum Died

In the blink of an eye, Bellum unfurled a sprawling national map of the Gluttony Gang's covert lairs, each one etched onto the page like a canvas of criminal intrigue.

As Edward took hold of the chart, his eyes stretched wide in disbelief, aghast at the panorama of sinister sanctuaries clandestinely stitched into the very fabric of the nation.

These foul laboratories, infamous for their uncanny knack for snatching unsuspecting souls, unraveled the mystery of the persistent vanishing acts that had plagued him for ages.

Edward's innate well of justice surged like an unquenchable inferno, and he pledged to turn these malevolent hives into ruins. But he was all too aware that embarking on this herculean endeavor solo would be nothing short of a fool's errand.

As the ancient adage would have it, to collar a crook, you've got to first nab the big cheese.

Edward was resolute in his belief that the Gluttony Gang's grandmaster had to be incapacitated or bent to his will. Swiveling to face Bell