Chapter 379 - "Now, Rest."

BONK! 

"Aw!" Ainsley instantly cried out, and her golden dome shattered. 

The baby stopped whatever she's doing and touched the bump on her head while whimpering. 

"What the?! who ish twat– " She's about to lash out when she lifted her head and...froze. 

Her angry bird face stiffened. Her reddened pupils slowly turned back into calm blue. 

"A-a...a…" Ainsley stuttered as she lifted her shaky finger and pointed at the figure right in front of her. 

The figure was so tall that she could only lift her chin high...but the figure suddenly squatted to match her height. 

"A-a-a what? Hm?" The person's cold voice resounded as the edge of his lips twitched. 

One could see his fists weren't too far from the baby's head, about to hit her again. 

When Ainsley heard this super familiar voice but not in her mind anymore, her jaws dropped to the floor. She staggered and almost fell on her butt. 

"U-u...uncwle Gwodfathel?!" Ainsley shrieked, and her voice travelled throughout the field. 

Even the escaping enemies also stopped running to look back at that tall figure with green-ish hair…

All of them gaped. 

Did we hear it correctly? What did that monster say? 

The Godfather? Someone that young? 

The Sloan Family members and troops also looked at the Godfather's figure with wide eyes. 

Some even rubbed their eyelids, trying to see whether they're hallucinating or not…

And they're not! 

There's indeed a person who suddenly appeared in front of their family head and looked so much similar to the legendary Godfather. 

This one is just younger. 

"Yo, lil lass. So you still remember this lord?" The Godfather ignored the others' astonished gaze on him and squinted his eyes at Ainsley instead. 

"When this lord called you before, how come you didn't hear this lord, mmm?" He tilted his head and smiled, yet his smile really didn't seem like a smile. 

That's the devil king's smile when he's about to destroy a kingdom or something…

Ainsley shuddered from head to toe. Her mind went blank. 

Whatever she was doing...she forgot it all. 

"E-eh...eh? Eh, eh??" The baby pointed at the Godfather once more. This time, her finger almost poked the Godfather's nose. 

"...ehhhhhh?! Y-you...u-uncwle, y-you materialised?!" Ainsley almost jumped back in reflex. She immediately looked at the Godfather with a wary gaze. 

This is impossible. Why the heck did the Godfather suddenly materialise?! 

Didn't materialising need a considerable energy to do? Does the Godfather's spirit still have such energy?? 

Seeing Ainsley's confusion, the Godfather chuckled and shook his head. 

"Hmph. Whatever. You better stop, lil lass. The war is over." The Godfather slowly stood up and straightened his back. 

Those behind him, the running enemies, flinched subconsciously. 

Even when they didn't know whether this person was the real Godfather spirit that materialised, this person's aura felt...felt so dangerous! 

Others could see the image of a king cobra behind the green-haired young man baring its fang at them. 

Its crimson pupils glinted savagely as if about to swallow them whole! 

The Sloan Family members also shuddered. They could see the Godfather's face, so they're sure that the guy was so similar to the real Godfather in books. 

He just seemed younger…

And didn't they say the family head contracted the Godfather spirit when she became a shaman? 

Didn't this mean the young person at the field was the real Godfather spirit that materialised? 

Damn– damn! 

Not knowing the others' thoughts, Ainsley only looked up at the Godfather blankly. Her mind just didn't work anymore. 

"Uh...uncwle Gwodfathel...mmm...Ain...Ain…"

Ainsley suddenly felt as if she's a naughty girl for disobeying her parents' warning. 

She lowered her head and twisted her fingers, fidgeting like a student in front of her teacher…

However, before she could even speak further, the Godfather already walked past her side while patting her shoulder 

"You did good. Now...rest." 

"Huh–" 

Out of the blue, without any warning at all, the Godfather lifted his left hand and chopped down at Ainsley's neck. 

PAK! 

The baby instantly fainted. 

"Hup." The Godfather stretched his left arm and caught Ainsley's body right before she hit the ground. 

Then, he flung her over his shoulder and started to carry her as if she's a bag sack. 

"Good job, Lil lass, " He whispered as he coolly walked back to the backyard with one hand inside his pocket. His long hair fluttered beautifully in the air. 

"You already made this lord proud." 

The Godfather tugged the corner of his lips as his golden eyes formed a beautiful crescent moon, making him look sly like a fox yet gentle as well. 

Oh, well, but he still brought Ainsley over his shoulder, treating her like a sack, though…

Tap. Tap. Tap. 

The whole battlefield was silent. The Godfather's footsteps could be heard clearly from that far away. 

The Godfather only walked casually, but one step was akin to several steps. Somehow, he already crossed half of the field in no time. 

Those enemies scattered around the battlefield gulped. Those at the camp and was about to run also swallowed their saliva. 

W-will this person do something to us? W-will he? 

They eyed the Godfather with a wary gaze...and indeed, right after they thought so, the Godfather suddenly stopped. 

He clicked his tongue and sighed. 

"Ah, forgot." The young man glanced at the remaining enemies and then looked back at the Sloan Family troops….

By now, Vallan already retracted his wind wall and was also eyeing the Godfather warily. 

"You people." The Godfather pointed at the Sloan Family members with his chin before pulling his chin over to point at those behind him. 

"Capture those mongrels," he spoke in a deep voice. 

"Every. Single. One." 

DOOONGGG. 

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