“Mom! Look! It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s Superman!” an adorable child in one of Capital City’s many alleys shouted.His mother assumed this was another one of her son’s imaginative outbursts and smiled. “Of course! Superman’s here to protect you!”Then, she carried him and walked home.She had no idea that her son was speaking the truth, that there was a man dashing across the sky above her. This man was none other than Fred. Known as the living legend and the most powerful man in the world, Fred’s speed was unparalleled. He found himself at the heart of Capital City in the mere blink of an eye. Windsor Lyons was in danger, and Fred could not afford to dally.He knew what Operation God of War was, and after hearing Lloyd’s report, Fred had a general gist of what the Hansens were trying to do. They wanted someone in their family to become the God of War to overpower Fred’s influence over Somerland. That way, they could overrule Fred’s ban on warlords existing among the comm
“Where is Fred Hoffman?”It was the following day, in the same villa in Capital City.Gustavo sneered from the head of the table while Daram sat in front of him and Daniel stood at the side. The only difference today was that between them was one more elder—the Nation’s Elder, Windsor Lyons. Daram looked at his son with a mocking smile as he asked for Fred’s whereabouts, though his intention was mainly to strike fear into Windsor. There was no longer any respect for Fred in Daram’s tone, nor did the man refer to the younger man by his title. There was no need to, after all—not when their plan had already succeeded. With Gustafson out of seclusion and stronger than he had ever been, and Windsor in their hands, they had no doubt that Operation God of War was to be restarted. They merely had to wait until tomorrow, when Gustafson’s title would be declared. Then, the Hansens’ would be untouchable in Somerland. Daram participated in the formulation and active implementation
With Gustafson on their side, it was only a matter of time before Operation God of War would be restarted. While this explained their disdain toward Fred, it did not change the fact that the man was an extremely influential figure as the revered Great One, leader of the Eight Great Warlord Gentries.Without their realization, they could not deny that the man was right regardless of what they said aloud. Windsor took in their silence and smiled. “Looks like all of you still respect him, whether you admit it or not.” “Respect? Pfft! You must be mistaken, Mr. Lyons,” Gustavo finally spoke up. “We’re merely agreeing with the resolve to ensure that there won't be a second time.""You're right about us leaving you alone until you declare that Operation God of War is restarting. But do you truly think that luck will be on Fred’s side this time? You’ve seen how powerful my son has become, Mr. Lyons.“Once Operation God of War restarts, my son will become Somerland’s God of War and the
‘Didn’t have to… because he used to think he was invincible?’ Hunter blinked at the response while Lloyd and Quinton pursed their lips, unable to refute him. Fred was the revered Great One, the living legend who stood at the pinnacle of the world. He had never been defeated, nor had they seen or heard of any injuries. Why would a man so powerful ever need to learn medicine? At the same time, this response also brought a new wave of nervousness. If Fred never tinkered with medicine because he never had the need for it, why was he discussing it with Hunter now? Was Fred worried about the fight with Gustafson as well?“Great One…” Quinton could not help but speak up.Fred seemed to have seen through his worries. He smiled and comforted him, saying, “I no longer walk alone. If not for Mr. Walls here… do the two of you think you’ll be out and about so soon already?”Quinton looked embarrassed while Lloyd looked ashamed.Despite the vague response, the message was clear. He d
As the former leader of the Azure Dragon Army, Lloyd could be considered a prominent figure in the military. Because of this, he was also aware to a greater or lesser extent of the many decisions made by the upper echelons of the Somerland government which included Nation Six.In Somerland, the military had always been headed by the four general war zones. As for the civil department, the most intimidating was undoubtedly the Six Ministries, which were also known as the imperial guards of modern times.Beyond these two major players, Lloyd also heard that due to Fred’s disappearance during the five years of his dormancy, overseas powerhouses had coveted Somerland. Someone from the upper echelons of the Somerland government proposed the formation of a new department based entirely on warlords specifically for targeting domestic and overseas powerhouses.This department was called Nation Six!However, after Fred's return, Lloyd heard nothing more of them. He did not expect them to su
Nation Six…Just as Lloyd had said, when Fred went under the radar in Sea City five years ago with no one privy of his whereabouts, the upper echelons of the Somerland government established a special department to prevent the powerhouses from other countries from coveting the country in his absence.There were a total of five divisions that made it up, and each was responsible for a different area. Hobart was the head of the Fifth Division in charge of Capital City!Despite being the capital of Somerland, Capital City was not comparable to other places. Even though he was the head of the Fifth Division, he almost never received any tasks that required his involvement ever since the division’s establishment. Since he had so much time, his way of thinking changed. Having been idle for a long time, Hobart was envious of the other divisions. At the same time, he also earnestly hoped to make a name for himself with one victorious battle. He wanted to establish the Fifth Division’s rep
After Hobart said that, he picked up a chair near him and sat down as he readied himself to watch his men battle it out. He also wanted to take a closer look at Fred's expression of despair after Lloyd and Quinton were captured or killed.Nation Six was composed of warriors. Compared to ordinary people, their strength was extremely terrifying!Since the Fifth Division was in charge of an important place like Capital City, they were naturally regarded as the carefully selected elites of Nation Six. Yet, who were they standing before?One of them was the former general of the Azure Dragon Army, the strongest regiment that had experienced hundreds of battles!The other was a warlord who stood at the pinnacle of the warrior world, Quinton. He was also the patriarch of the Walker family, one of the eight great warlord gentries!Even though both of them were still recovering from their injuries, how could ordinary warlords be able to resist them no matter their strength or rich combat
Seeing how Hobart was bleeding and bruised after having been sent flying out the door by Fred’s finger, the Fifth Division people who had been arrogant at first when they entered through the door all froze in place as if petrified. Their mouths were wide open, but not a single word came out from them.That was Hobart! He was the head of the Fifth Division! To be in charge of the capital of Somerland, Capital City, meant that those of the Fifth Division were naturally the elites of Nation Six!As for Hobart, who was the head of the Fifth Division, he could be considered the elite among the elites!Yet what had happened now?This situation had initially been a rare opportunity for Fifth Division to show off their talents. In the end, however, the so-called elites got their behinds handed to them by Lloyd and Quinton, who were clearly Fred’s subordinates.Now, even their leader had been sent flying?More importantly, their leader was not even beaten up. Instead, Fred had only used o
Marciella walking away did not bode well with the giant snake. Marciella was its food! How could it accept that its food had escaped?Marciella had not moved far yet. She reluctantly looked back at Fred.She did not know how Fred would handle the River God. She could only hope Fred would be okay!When Fred saw that she had left, he geared up, rubbing his palms in glee. He had an eager look on his face, which confused the giant snake.It was the snake’s first time meeting a man like Fred!How strange indeed!At this time!Suddenly, Fred said with hostility etched on his face, "Hey, Big Snake, what are you going to do now?"The snake's attention was entirely focused on him, which seemed off to Fred."What I’m going to do?"The giant snake fixated its eyes on Fred. It felt that it could handle a human like Fred easily.“I’m going to kill you with one bite! How dare you look down on me like this!"The giant snake rushed toward Fred fiercely at a speed so fast that no one could
Fred was annoyed by the giant snake's arrogant tone. Fred squinted his eyes at the snake and asked in confusion, "Why are you making that face?"“Huh?"The giant snake was shocked. He thought that Fred would submit to him, but to his surprise, Fred was not shaken at all.The snake was about to lose his temper.“Dirty snake, haven't I made myself clear enough? I think you are probably sleep-talking if you want me to hand over my people to you..." Fred said impatiently.At this moment…Feeling that it was being ridiculed, the snake said suddenly, "You punk, this is the first time anyone spoke to me this way. What is your name?"“Me?"Fred was stunned subconsciously, not knowing what the snake wanted. Suddenly, he understood.“Did you want to know my name so you can remember me, bow down before me, and become my follower? Sure, I’ll give you that chance!"He was adding fuel to the fire. The giant snake almost spat out blood in anger!"What? You want me to follow an immature bei
Huh!?Putting aside Marciella, even Fred could not hide his shock as a giant snake appeared from under the water!A giant snake!How could it be!?Fred's eyes widened at the sheer size of the snake. "A Giant Snake… Is this the so-called River God?"Moreover, the size was humongous. The snake must be at least ten stories high!What a huge snake!Fred finally understood why he felt a powerful force under the water!There was a sharp glint in the giant snake’s eyes! That was the blinking light from time to time!"Who comes here? Are you from the village? Who do you plan to sacrifice to me this time?" As soon as the giant snake spoke, Fred realized that this was not the first time it had done this.The snake seemed familiar with the ritual process. Obviously, the villagers had witnessed this giant snake before. This was the meeting between the two sides! Fred felt uncomfortable at this. As for the giant snake, it felt bemused when it saw Fred. The snake had never seen Fred befo
Fred was going to risk it all to open this girl's eyes!The force from the punch was extraordinary! As soon as the tree was hit by the seismic fist, it fell immediately and the whole tree split neatly in two!Marciella was dumbfounded!Although she knew how powerful Fred was, to witness his power was a different thing entirely!"Master Fred, your power is insane!"Marciella could not help but applaud.Fred seemed indifferent, as though he had no feeling at all about this."Is it? Why do you think so?"He looked so indifferent.For Ancient Martial Arts, things did not get any simpler than this!"You’re so strong. Anyway, I don’t doubt you anymore..." Marciella sighed, suddenly feeling very sad. "This is the reward of being educated. If we were more knowledgeable, we wouldn’t be so clueless.”"Haha, if you can't solve your issues, your descendants can work harder," Fred said with a wink.Marciella said, "Mr. Fred, I needed to ask you something! What if our luck was changed ju
What Fred said aroused her curiosity."What does it look like when you offer a sacrifice?"Fred knew he could not speak of this matter. Sure enough, Marciella felt a little downcast after Fred said the words. She did not know why Fred would say such a thing. Suddenly, Fred felt bad about it.He coughed and said, "Don't think too much about it... I just want to find a clue. Maybe we could find a solution. Why does it never rain in your village?""Huh?"Marciella's eyes, which were still a little dejected, suddenly realized what was important and asked hurriedly, "Mr. Fred, are you saying that the reason why it never rains in our village is because someone is behind it?"Although Fred was unwilling to admit it, he could not help but nod. "Yes, this is exactly what you thought!""For real?!"Marciella felt hopeful again when she heard this. She said hastily, "The thing you asked about is pretty simple. You can just check out that place!""That place?"Fred turned around to see w
Marciella found herself nodding in agreement with Fred's harsh assessment. "You're spot on," she said. "That woman is nothing but vile!"Seeing Marciella's reaction, a rare smile crossed Fred's face as he nodded back. "Glad you see it my way," he said.What caught Fred off guard was the villagers' reaction. One by one, their faces turned ashen with despair.It seemed to them that nothing could be worse than the predicament they were facing. The absence of the witch spelled doom for the village—it was like their last shred of hope had vanished. They had all put their faith in her to charm the River God into blessing them with rain, which would have brought some peace to their troubled lives. However, now their chances seemed to have dried up just like their fields. Fred stood there, his face a mask of serenity amidst the chaos.In the moments that followed, the village chief was a picture of despair, his only option was to send everyone home while he racked his brain for a backup pl
"What?"Fred did not even have time to blink before the witch suddenly made a move.It was like a bomb went off.Kaboom!Then, she was dead!Fred dusted off his hands, even surprising himself with his lack of tolerance for the witch.Now, though, he had a real headache. He had planned to clear the air with the witch and lay out the past so everyone would know the full picture.He thought that might just turn things around.The situation changed when she vanished, and Fred's plans were completely derailed. Then again, changing the villagers' minds was not going to be a walk in the park anyway. They were pretty set in their ways, thanks to all the stuff they had been fed.As such, just talking it out might not cut it. Heck, it could even mess with history!With the witch out of the equation, Fred figured he might as well try a different tactic. Maybe if he took out the guy in the cloak and worked his own magic to bring some rain, it could save a lot of hassle. The more he thoug
"No way!"The witch bristled with defiance. She could not accept that she was no match for Fred.As she noticed Fred's focus was locked on her, a sly idea popped up in her mind.Before she could act on it, though, she found herself pinned against the wall by Fred in a flash...Her face contorted in disbelief. She was pinned so tightly that she could not even move!The witch was completely overpowered, her heart racing with panic.How could he be so much stronger than her?Fred, on the other hand, seemed unfazed."What's going through your head? You don't seriously think you can take me on, do you?" Fred asked, his voice laced with skepticism.The witch felt utterly trapped, as if at any second, Fred might just finish her off."Look, I messed up, okay? Can we not do this? I'm old, just a pile of brittle bones—I can't take this kind of rough treatment!" the witch pleaded with Fred, trying a new tactic to get through to him.Fred was not falling for it. He looked at her with a
"Heh, I caught on to you a while back, you know. You've been tailing me, and I'm pretty sure you're here for me. Plus, you don't have the look of someone from our village. That means you are an outsider, and I'm your target, right? Listen, man, we don't have any beef with each other, so why are you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?"The witch had sensed the raw power rolling off Fred, and it was enough to send shivers down her spine!At that moment, she knew that challenging Fred was not going to be a walk in the park! If she had spotted him earlier in the forest, it would not have been good news for her. For starters, she had no clue how many tricks Fred had up his sleeve, and if he took her down, she and her buddy would be toast.However, the witch was not about to let Fred take her out without a fight! She racked her brain and finally settled on one strategy!She would try to sweet-talk him, hoping Fred would fall for her words just like everyone else, and fall into he