Chapter 499 - Weak Descendant
Screech!
Lucas slammed on the brakes, and the car came to an abrupt halt as the tires rubbed against the ground with an ear-piercing screech.
This road led straight to his pearl lake villa, so there shouldn't be anyone else on the road except for the owner of the villa, who was Lucas.
Lucas looked at the black figure blocking the road, stepped out of the car door, and said coldly with a hostile expression, "I let you off last time. Do you have a death wish this time?"
This road was the one closest to Lucas's family, so the fact that she chose to take action here immediately made Lucas develop a murderous intent toward her.
"I'm not here to seek revenge on you. Return the Bladeless Sword to me, and I'll leave immediately!" A woman's voice came from under the black tight-fitting clothes.
This woman was none other than the assassin Tristan had hired to kill Lucas on the summit of Caldo Mountain in LA.
At the time, Lucas had let her off in the end because she held the Bladeless Sword, which weighed 23 kilograms. He had merely knocked it out of her hand and confiscated it.
He didn't expect this woman to rush to Orange County from LA to ask for the Bladeless Sword from him.
"I've already told you the last time we met that those who work for evil are not worthy of owning this sword left behind by a martyr of the Falcon Regiment! Get lost, or I can't guarantee that I'll let you off this time!" Lucas roared angrily.
The woman in black stayed silent for two seconds before walking toward Lucas. "My grandfather left this sword behind for me. You must return it to me!"
Light shone on her face, revealing her features.
The last time they met, she had been wearing a mask, concealing her face completely. But this time, her face was not covered, and Lucas could tell that she was probably around 27 or 28 years old. She wasn't very pretty, and her sharp and indifferent gaze, as well as her lips that were tightly pressed together, made her seem extremely cold.
"What if I don't give it to you? You should know very well that you are no match for me. Even if you try, you won't be able to snatch the Bladeless Sword from me!" Lucas said coldly with raised brows.
"I will fight with all my might. I must get the Bladeless Sword back even if it's at the expense of my life!"
Then the woman charged straight at Lucas with a look of determination in her eyes. Just as she said, she went all out and tried to knock Lucas down to snatch the Bladeless Sword back from him.
Bang!
She quickly threw a punch at Lucas, who raised his hand to catch it. When she tried to pull her hand back, she discovered that Lucas's strength was beyond her imagination as he grasped her fist tightly in his palm.
When the woman in black realized that she couldn't pull her hand back, her expression changed rapidly, and she quickly switched tactics. She raised her long and powerful leg that resembled a steel rod and then kicked Lucas.
Bang!
There was an exchange of blows, and Lucas caught the woman's ankle, rendering her immobile.
With one hand and one foot caught tightly in place, the woman finally maintained her balance and didn't fall down.
But she was now in an extremely awful position.
"Let go!" She couldn't break free from Lucas's restraint and could only curse at him furiously.
"I've already told you long ago that you're no match for me and that you can't snatch your sword back from me! Come back to me when you're worthy of the Bladeless Sword!" Lucas's voice was icy cold, and his face was expressionless as he pushed the woman backward.
The woman in black was caught off guard and flung several meters away. But she ignored the pain from falling onto the ground and immediately got up. She then continued to shout at Lucas, "I told you, I want you to return the sword to me!"
After Lucas effortlessly threw her away again, the woman still stubbornly got up from the ground with her hand clutching her gut, as she had yet to recover from the previous injuries. But she still wanted Lucas to return the sword to her.
Lucas suddenly asked, "Did you just say that the Bladeless Sword was given to you by your grandfather? What is your name?"
"My name is Skylar Creed," the woman in black said through gritted teeth.
Lucas remembered that the martyr of the Falcon Regiment who had used the Bladeless Sword back then indeed also had the last name Creed.
In that case, it seemed that this woman in front of him was indeed the heir of this martyr.
But Lucas was not going to return the sword to her just because of this.
"Back then, your grandfather was a heroic martyr of the Falcon Regiment in Calico, and this Bladeless Sword of his was used to kill the enemy. Unlike him, you've become someone else's lackey, and you even tried to use this sword to kill someone innocent!
"That's why I said that you aren't worthy of this sword at all!
"I told you last time that you could come to me when you could one day figure out the significance of this sword and become worthy of it! You can leave now!"
Lucas spoke sternly.
He would never leave the items left by martyrs in the hands of their descendants who got up to malicious acts that would tarnish the prestige of the martyrs and that of their items.
Skylar's body stiffened, and she bit her lip tightly with a somewhat ashamed and miserable expression.
"I…" She seemed to want to say something. But after only saying one word, she once again tightly shut her mouth.
Lucas felt that, in a certain sense, she was not quite the same as she was when they had met before. After thinking about it, he suddenly asked, "Do you have any difficult reasons? Or is there some problem you can't solve? If you tell me, I might be able to help you once on account of your grandfather."
However, after Skylar heard this, her face moved a little. But she didn't speak anymore and instead turned around to leave quickly!
"Hold it right there!" Lucas roared. "Don't you want this sword anymore?"
Skylar slowed down a little and said in pain, "You're right. The current me is indeed not worthy of this sword!"
With that, she quickly dashed forward a few steps. Just as her figure was about to vanish into the dark shadows of the night…
Whoosh!
A wave of unusual footsteps suddenly rang out all around, and several people clad in black suddenly appeared and surrounded Skylar.
"Hah, Skylar Creed, where else do you want to run off to now? You've made us look for you for such a long time. You're really something!"
Skylar's expression changed drastically, and she immediately put her guard up.
"You people are really everywhere! I've already told you before that I've already quit. I have nothing more to do with you guys!" Skylar hollered with a cold expression.
"Hah, you want to quit just like that? Dream on! The chief has already instructed us to tell you that he will give you another chance if you come back with us obediently. If you don't know any better, the only thing you'll face is death!" the leader, a man clad in black, said coldly.
"Give up! I won't go back there even if I die!" Skylar yelled furiously through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, since you're so stubborn, prepare to die!" The leader issued an order, and five people around him immediately gathered to surround Skylar.
As soon as Skylar moved her foot, she dashed in a certain direction to break free.
Unfortunately, she had just been seriously injured, and her wounds had yet to recover. Now that she was outnumbered, she didn't have a chance to escape at all. Soon, she was pinned to the ground.
"I'll ask you one last time. Will you come back with us or not?" the man in black interrogated in a condescending manner.
Skylar shut her eyes tightly. "I won't return even if I have to die!"
"Okay, you said it yourself. I'll make your wish come true now!"
The leader roared and struck at the back of Skylar's head with the side of his palm.
They were all martial arts experts, and the strike would directly shatter the back of Skylar's head, as well as her spine!
"Stop it!" A thunderous shout suddenly filled the air!