Chapter 200: Chapter 132: The Fall of the Tros Family_2

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Perhaps the group above had already notified Dean Baihe in advance, otherwise, considering the short distance between the family residence and the White Tower First Torch Academy, even if the fifteen unfamiliar Torch Warships had only appeared for mere tens of seconds, it would have been ample time for him to arrive.

Aside from bewilderment and fear, John Tros was filled with intense reluctance. It was only a few more months until he could extend his life, continue his search for a breakthrough in the vast Starry Sea.

Amidst his strong unwillingness to give up, John Tros tentatively sent a communication request to the two cruisers above.

Aboard the Furious Lion, Song Mingsong, who had intended to accept the call, ultimately withdrew his hand under Bai Xiuqin’s stern gaze.

On the other side, aboard the Mountain, Song Shan accepted the communication.

Seeing Song Shan, John Tros’s pupils shrank sharply. As an old, Second Rank Torch Ship Captain at the peak, how could he not recognize Song Shan?

It was no secret among the upper echelons of the White Tower Floating Land that he was from a branch of the Dinghai Song Family.

“Lord Song Shan, if I remember correctly, my Tros Family has never provoked your Song Family, have we?”

John Tros organized his words, trying to make his tone sound not questioning but respectfully inquisitive.

In response, Song Shan, who had prepared his answer, replied:

“I heard, your Tros Family controls a secret realm?”

In the communication projection, hearing this, John Tros looked astonished, more confusion flashing in his eyes, his face almost bearing a few large question marks.

Regardless of whether the other’s expression looked genuine or not, Song Shan said coldly:

“Stop pretending. Whether you do or do not, we will know after a thorough search inside and out, but…”

Speaking, his tone suddenly changed from cold to severe:

“As for subsequent casualties, I cannot ensure anything. Also, don’t expect any help from Dean Baihe, you won’t make it that long!”

With that, the shipborne main cannons of the fifteen Torch Warships overhead began to charge again.

This sight sent John Tros into an inner frenzy.

“Who is it, who leaked it out!”

The fact that he controlled a secret realm was something he had never revealed to anyone outside his few closest family members, and he could not fathom how the Song Family had learned of it.

“Could it be…”

A flash of insight crossed his mind, but he had no time to ponder as a volley from the main cannons of the fifteen Torch Warships overhead would turn the entire Tros Family to dust without the protection of the nuclear energy shield.

“Lord Song Shan, it’s true I control a secret realm, but I have a condition!”

He had hoped his words would cause the fifteen warships to discontinue their charging, but the increasingly bright beams of light above told him it was a vain hope.

John Tros, belatedly realizing something, saw his forced smile quickly fade, replaced by madness.

He roared orders to Rocke Tros below in the main hall.

“Destroy the secret realm, now!”

After saying this, he sneered as he looked back up at the projected image of Song Shan.

“Since you never intended to spare my Tros Family from the beginning, don’t expect to get your hands on that secret realm!”

Witnessing his frenzied state, Song Shan’s expression remained unusually calm throughout.

“Did you think I was idly chatting with you up until now? How laughable!”

John Tros’s sneer froze on his face, a bad feeling welling up inside him. Before he could give another command below, Song Mingsong suddenly appeared in the projection screen before him.

“Dare to harm my grandson, and unless you can bring the guardian of the White Tower, no one can protect the Tros Family today.”

Hearing these almost bellowed words, John Tros was utterly perplexed.

“Furious Lion, explain yourself, when have I ever…”

He paused mid-sentence as another projection connected, showing Song Chi from the Cang Qiong.

To leave a deeper impression on the other, Song Chi even wore the mask he had used to conceal his identity.

It was this familiar mask that made John Tros instantly remember Song Chi’s identity.

“The Void Crystal, it’s you!!”

And with that, he fully understood the cause and effect of today’s events.

In the projection ahead, Song Chi took off his mask to reveal his true face, smiling slightly:

“Seems you remember, tsk tsk, how does it feel to bully the weak? Good, isn’t it?”

His words, though uttered in a common tone, had a lethal implication.

Previously, his opponent, as a Second Rank Torch Ship Captain, had personally pursued to kill him, and now his two Third Rank Torch Captain elders were looking down from above, ready to annihilate the family behind the opponent.

A dramatically ironic reversal, isn’t it.

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Within the Tros Family, after receiving the order, Rocke Tros and a dozen others rushed toward the family’s secret chamber deep underground.

But when they arrived at the entrance of the chamber, his gaze sharply intensified.

“Grimm, why are you here? Get out of here, take your mother…”

Before he could finish, Rocke’s words suddenly stopped as he saw the four terrifying Soldier Figurines radiating intense auras behind his nephew.

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