Jacob from the Dark Realm Returns

Chapter 112: Don't Kill Me. I Can Sleep with You

Jacob was protected by a grey shield.

It seemed that he was not injured at all.

There wasn't even a trace of dirt on his clothes.

Everywhere he stepped, his power kept him from dust!

Shaan, who was beside Sancho, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Millions of people respected Virtuosos much.

However, Shaan had used modern weapons to kill a few Virtuosos with his men. Therefore, he never Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

had much respect for martial masters.

Even though he knew that Jacob was at the Semi-Divinity Phase, he didn't feel much fear before that.

And Shaan used to call Sancho, who was also at this phase, by his name.

But Shaan was truly shocked now.

Jacob survived those bombs, unscratched.

How was this possible?

But Shaan was not the only one who was stunned.

Sancho was also looking at Jacob in disbelief.

If Sancho was trapped in the center of the explosion, his odds of survival would only be 50%.

These bombs are fatal for men before the Divinity Phase.

Even those at the phase wouldn't be able to survive as effortlessly as this man.

Sancho immediately turned to run away.

He knew that if the bombs couldn't kill Jacob, the Storm Mercenary Army could do nothing else.

Before going on the run, Sancho said, "Shaan, kill him. I'll give you 20 million dollars!"

Pat's frightened eyes lit up when he heard it.

He pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

A string of bullets hit towards Jacob.

After Pat shot, the other mercenaries also pulled their triggers.

Countless bullets were flying towards Jacob.

The snipers standing by in ambush also aimed at his vitals and fired.

In the distance, the mercenary in charge of the bazooka also took aim at Jacob.

"Holy shit!"

Shaan was surprised and scared when Pat and his other men all fired without his orders.

Shaan was not an idiot. He was a mercenary king.

He thought that Sancho wanted to cooperate with him and murder a man at the Semi-Divinity Phase.

But after seeing what had happened just now, Shaan realized that the man was coming after Sancho.

Shaan was not afraid of martial masters. Because he believed that bombs could easily kill them, no

matter how strong they were.

Although he couldn't get a nuclear bomb, he could equip his men with bazookas, grenades and a

variety of bombs.

This was why he was confident that he could kill martial masters.

However, they detonated so many bombs just now, but none of them hurt the man. Shaan was simply

stunned.

Now he had known how powerful a martial master was when he reached the Semi-Divinity Phase.

And Shaan thought the same as Sancho. After the bombs failed to kill Jacob, Shaan knew it was

impossible for his men to kill Jacob.

So, he was not tempted by Sancho's $20 million.

Money was useless if they died.

However, Pat had shot at Jacob before Shaan asked his men to hold their fire.

That idiot. Pat would really do anything if they paid him. He was so stupid.

However, it was too late.

Jacob was walking closer to them. He did notice there were many bombs before walking thought the

minefield.

But he wanted to test if he could withstand these weapons on Earth with his strength.

Now Jacob knew this kind of bombs could do little harm to him.

If they wanted to kill him with weapons, they might as well choose something more powerful.

The bullets were all flying to him.

But he didn't dodge them.

All the bullets, including the powerful bullets from the snipers, stopped in front of him as if they had

solidified. Then, they fell on the ground.

"Oh my God!"

"That's impossible."

"Is he human?"

Now everyone was stunned. This incredible thing happened in front of them, and they were simply

shocked!

"How dare you! Go to hell!"

Jacob shouted.

His voice echoed throughout the forest.

Although most of the mercenaries couldn't understand what Jacob was saying, they could guess the

meaning by his tone.

Then they saw Jacob stretched out his hand and grabbed a pitch-black sword from nowhere.

Jacob waved his sword.

His bloodthirst filled the forest.

It was as if it had become a slaughterhouse.

Countless sword mana wreaked havoc in the forest.

The mercenaries of the Storm Mercenary Army fell one after another.

Limbs and other body parts scattered.

It was like hell on earth.

And it scared the shit out of Shaan.

He immediately knelt and said, "Please...."

However, before he could finish his words, Jacob's sword mana hit him.

Shaan never thought that he would be killed by a martial master that he had looked down on.

The sexy beauty beside Shaan was startled too.

People called her Medusa. She was Shaan's woman, someone important in the Storm Mercenary

Army.

She used to kill many people.

But now she was terrified too.

Her premonition had come true.

Medusa threw away her weapon, tore her top and put her bosom out. Men could easily fall for that.

"Don't kill me. I can sleep with you..."

Medusa was not a Chinese. But when she heard Jacob was speaking in Chinese, she switched to his

language and was fluent.

She was trying hard to tempt Jacob.

However, Jacob just ignored her.

He disappeared like a bolt of lightning.

The 139 mercenaries, including Medusa, were all dead!

...

...

"Damn it, how could he be so powerful!"

Sancho cursed Jacob as he fled away crazily. He almost pushed himself to the edge.

Now he only wanted to get to the spirit spring.

The six masters, who were all at the Semi-Divinity Phase, would gather there when the spirit spring

opened. Sancho wished that he could persuade them to kill Jacob with him! He could give up his

chance to get in the spirit spring.

...

At a small town deep in the forest of the Triangle Region.

At a tavern in the town.

There were only five men in it.

They were all Asians.

However, upon closer inspection, you could tell what country they came from.

"The spirit spring will open tonight. It only opens twice in a year. I remember Sancho, the disciple of the

Saber God, is the representative of Japan. Why hasn't he come yet?"

A thin and pale man said.

However, if you thought you could beat him up because of his slight frame, you would only pay for real.

"It's better if he doesn't come. Since when did you begin to care about others?" A sturdy middle-aged

man with a brush cut said.

He looked forty or fifty years old. But actually, he was already seventy years old.

"I heard that Saber God's another disciple, Miyamoto Takeshi, was defeated by someone in China.

That man forced Miyamoto to admit that Japanese martial arts are inferior to China's. So, Sancho

might have gone to China to solve this. Alan, you should know about this, right?" said a man with long

hair.

He looked at Alan, the only Chinese here.

Alan sneered, "Since when do you start paying attention to a Virtuoso? Anyway, Miyamoto Takeshi is

right. Japanese martial arts are inferior to ours. I think we don't have to argue over a fact!"

Jeremy looked at Alan and his eyes flashed. "Alright. Why don't you fight with Sancho after he arrives?

Let's see who is stronger. I'd like to see one dead. There will only be four people to divide the

resources in the spirit spring."

The other three men all agreed to Jeremy's suggestion.

Alan looked at Jeremy and sneered, "You stink, do you want a fight now?"

Jeremy's face immediately sank with malice.

The other three were happy to see them fighting.

However, someone suddenly saw a man stumbling over from afar.

"Is that Sancho?"