Before you knew it, the sky played host to a magnificent sight – seven broomsticks materialized, each adorned with a radiant coat of golden light.They hung suspended in the air, taking up different positions like celestial sentinels guarding Edward. Meanwhile, the eighteen wolves spat out streams of red, viscous fluid akin to gasoline, aiming it directly at Edward's direction.But right on cue, the seven broomsticks sprung to life, choreographing a mesmerizing dance in the air. Their collective movement conjured a tempestuous gale within the confined space, nimbly steering the deadly crimson tide away from Edward's path.As luck would have it, the rouge fluid that splattered back upon the wolves seemed to evoke no harm. Instead, it was as if they were absorbing some eldritch elixir or growth catalyst, their demeanor positively invigorated by the scarlet infusion.In the blink of an eye, the once-eighteen-strong pack grew both in size and ferocity, their attacks now striking with a re
"On which floor are those lockers stashed?" Edward shot the question like a dart.He didn't give a fig for the dry old man's words. Right now, he had one burning desire: to unearth the evidence Rufus kept here."On the 13th floor," croaked the dry old coot, his voice creaking like an old floorboard.The old man's eyes did a flip-flop as they landed on Edward. It gave Edward the willies – like he was staring into the abyss, peering at a soul dangling on the edge of departure.Edward gave that scene a wide berth and pivoted on his heel. The old man's eerie aura slipped off him like a too-tight jacket. He stepped into the elevator and sucked in a lungful of air, like a thirsty man at a desert oasis.The elevator's fluorescent lights were on steroids, throwing a white spotlight on the doors, turning them into a mirror as bright as the noonday sun. Edward couldn't help but glance at himself, and holy moly, something was off—a murky darkness floated above his noggin like a storm cloud."Wha
"Dad, I'm bouncing back to normal," the dashing young man in his sleek black attire enthusiastically conveyed to the weathered old gentleman. “This young man has helped me get rid of the genes of vampire inside my body.”The old man's countenance morphed into one of sheer disbelief as the tidings hit his ears. Never in his wildest dreams did he foresee his offspring sauntering out of the elevator tonight, flanking Edward.The real stunner was that his son, who had undergone the vampiric transformation, was now back in the saddle of normalcy. He'd taken it for granted that Edward would be white as a sheet, quivering like a leaf up on the thirteenth floor.Edward bestowed a grin upon the time-worn old fellow and quipped,"Caught you off guard, didn't I?"With an abrupt thud, the elderly knelt before Edward, his voice resounding with fervor,"Truly, you're a true Light bearer, casting radiance upon my boy. My gratitude knows no bounds to you."Edward was lightning-fast in extending his h
The vehicles hurtled forward, like a gathering storm heralding an impending carnival.Life was not always a glittering parade, just sporadic bursts of brilliance—aced exams, wedding night flames, and the sheer euphoria of parenthood. It's these fleeting sparks that ignited the souls of regular folks, urging them to dive headlong into the fray, to taste the excitement that gives their humdrum existence a spicy twist.Among those gangsters in those vehicles, a collective yearning propelled them forward, a belief coursing through their veins that Edward, tailgating their formation, might conjure a year brimming with euphoria.Try as they might, they couldn't fathom the imminent spectacle, an electrifying showdown that could set the world ablaze. Victory, whether seized by their old leader or the spry protege tailing him, was a dish best served without a side of regret. A ringside seat to an unbridled clash of titans—now that's the real McCoy.Doubts may linger about the loyalty of the un
Kevin lay on the ground, lifeless. The old leader of the Sloth Gang walked up to him and squatted down, using his hands to close Kevin's open eyes."Rest assured and go in peace," the old gang leader said. "Since you died such a grisly death, I will definitely avenge this grudge for you."The senior leader of the Sloth Gang was getting older, and years of indulgence in alcohol and a promiscuous lifestyle had left him looking somewhat drained. Nevertheless, he was still the most formidable figure in the Sloth Gang.Consequently, Edward dared not underestimate him and closely watched the old gang leader's next move.Indeed, the old gang leader's movements were incredibly fast. To the onlookers, they couldn't make out the old gang leader's motions clearly. Yet, in an instant, he was just a few steps away from Edward, brandishing a long dagger."Come and meet your end, bastard," the old gang leader roared.Thankfully, Edward had the assistance of his system. Before the old gang leader cou
Chapter 88This time, Edward felt that he should use his own stellar power to counteract it, because his previous Golden Lightning Strike couldn't stop Kenny's arrow rain. Edward then began to sing the Song of the Stars:"Twinkle, twinkle, little stars."Everyone else from the Sloth Gang present had a bewildered expression. How did Edward suddenly transform into a pop singing sensation?Indeed, with the support of his Life Skills Package, Edward now appeared like one of the hottest contemporary rap artists. He sang the Song of the Stars with a rhythmic flair, showcasing his personal rap creative talent.Even the lackeys of the Sloth Gang present were infected by the song and couldn't help but hum along with Edward. It didn't seem like the scene of a fierce battle; rather, it resembled a superstar performing a concert.This made Kenny even more furious. He was supposed to be the protagonist of this battle, so how did this kid steal the spotlight? What irritated him even more was how th
"Because I've been quite busy personally, and I'm not very familiar with the affairs of the Sloth Gang, I’ll go all in and ask Justin to deal with all the matters in the gang, big or small. Starting from now, Justin is the second-in-command of our gang. Does anyone have any objections?" Edward asked.None of the other members of the Sloth Gang present objected; instead, they all said in unison,"We'll follow the new leader's instructions."Justin was also very surprised; he hadn't expected to be promoted to the second-in-command of the gang so suddenly.He immediately kneeled half-bowed before Edward and said, "Thank you, Boss."Edward smiled and said,"Get up. From now on, we're all like brothers, no need to call me boss or anything like that. Just call me Edward. We'll face difficulties together and share good fortune. The most important thing is that we must be united internally. And, we will never engage in any harmful activities again.""But, Boss—no, I mean Edward," Justin sudde
"By the way, Edward," Mrs. Robinson's voice cut through the air like a blade of intrigue, "are you up for diving back into the world of knowledge?""You mean to further my education?"Edward's face contorted in a bewildered expression, caught off guard by the suddenness of Mrs. Robinson's proposition."Indeed. Just so you know, I happen to hold a seat on the board of the illustrious Ford University, a name that echoes across the globe. If I were to endorse you, your admission would be a surefire bet. I'm aware, dear Edward, that you once put your studies on hold due to your mother's health struggles. Now, you've carved quite a remarkable path for yourself, and your mother's health has taken a turn for the better. The time has come to contemplate your academic journey."Edward weighed the words, finding Mrs. Robinson's offer more than intriguing—learning never grows stale, after all.At this juncture, he was a trader, a trader on the cusp of greatness. Not to mention, he owned a lavish