All Chapters of THE ALMIGHTY WAR GOD: Chapter 81
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An Easy Target
Wearing her thick coat, Jasmine sat on the long sofa in the apartment living room, holding her phone to her ear. She looked annoyed. She had tried calling Magnus several times, but he still wasn't picking up."Come on, Magnus. I have to leave for work. And where are you anyway? Am I really supposed to leave Mom here alone?" Jasmine grumbled.She was starting the afternoon shift today, and ideally, because the coffee shop where she worked was quite far from the apartment, she needed to leave at least 40 minutes before her start time. She clicked her tongue in frustration. Magnus really shouldn't have gone anywhere today.What about Jonas? His school day was over, but he said he had to go to the Chinese restaurant where he worked part-time because there was something important he needed to take care of. This added to Jasmine's frustration. How could both of her brothers be absent from the apartment at the same time—when she urgently needed to leave?"Jasmine?""Yes, Mom?"Jasmine stoppe
Kneel Down! Apologize!
The people on the restaurant balcony were shocked by what Magnus had just done to Hoffmann. Those occupying tables near Hoffmann's immediately moved away. No one helped Hoffmann up. Not even Olive."Hey, you! What the hell do you think you are doing?! Do you want me to report you to the police, huh?!" Olive snapped.Magnus turned to Olive, staring sharply at her. In that very second, Olive's expression clouded."You... aren't you... Jasmine's older brother? But... shouldn't you be in prison?"Magnus didn't answer, just stared intensely at Olive without blinking. Hoffmann got up, pulled out a handkerchief, and covered both his nostrils—his eyes locked on Magnus, full of vengeance."So, this bastard with no manners is your old friend's brother?" Hoffmann asked, glancing at Olive. Olive glanced back at him and nodded."Let me guess," Hoffmann said, looking at Magnus again, "you just got out of prison—maybe for good behavior—and you tracked us down all the way here? And you just punched m
Did You Kill Him?
Olive and Hoffmann looked at each other, shocked by what the restaurant manager had said. Just like them, the people on the restaurant balcony questioned the manager's strange request."You're asking us to leave? Are you mistaken? He is clearly the one who came and caused the mess. He should be the one you ask to leave!" Hoffmann protested, emotional.The restaurant manager stared sharply at Hoffmann, pulled out his phone, and showed it to him."You leave right now, or I'll call the hotel's head of security and ask him to send security guards here to drag you out. You choose," the restaurant manager said.Ignoring the confused stares of the people around him, the restaurant manager looked at Hoffmann without blinking. His body was slightly more muscular than Hoffmann's. This made him look dominant and superior."Tsk! What the hell is this?! How can a four-star hotel restaurant treat customers this badly!" Hoffmann grumbled. "You think I'll just stay silent after being treated like thi
Everything He Said Is True
At the coffee shop where Jasmine worked part-time...Jasmine had just returned to the barista counter when the bell installed on the front door of the shop chimed. She turned around. And instantly, frowns appeared on her forehead."Olive? Magnus?"Magnus entered the shop, escorting Olive. Olive's posture showed that she was scared, while Magnus's gaze was very intimidating.There were no customers ordering coffee at the moment. Magnus immediately led Olive to the barista counter, facing Jasmine."Hurry up, say what you need to say," Magnus said, authoritative.Jasmine glared slightly at Magnus. She saw that Olive was looking down, as if avoiding eye contact with her."What is this? Why are you with Magnus? Where is your boyfriend?" Jasmine asked with a worried tone.Olive finally lifted her face, looking at Jasmine. Her look was full of guilt, and this confused Jasmine."I came to apologize to you," Olive said."Apologize?" Jasmine asked.Olive nodded. "About the job offer I gave you
Make Your Choice
Magnus and Clara brought Olive and Hoffmann to the forest where Magnus was once hunted by Julius and his friends. The jeep was parked on the shoulder of the road. Olive and Hoffmann were escorted into the forest."What are you going to do to us? Are you planning to kill us in this forest?"Olive threw out the question with a trembling voice. Her look at Magnus was pleading.Magnus did not answer. He didn't even seem to care the question was asked. He simply continued to lead Hoffmann. Olive was being led by Clara.Clara glanced at Magnus briefly. She honestly didn't know what was on Magnus's mind. Along the way, she once asked Magnus what he would do to Olive and Hoffmann once they arrived in the forest. Magnus only answered briefly: "You'll know later."Actually, Clara was a little worried. She had seen with her own eyes how brutal Magnus was in the fighting arena. Would he be that brutal to the two weak people they were escorting into this forest? She didn't know.'I hope not,' she
Mysterious Messages
Olive fell silent. Her body was covered in cold sweat. Her clenched fists trembled.“Your answer?” Magnus asked.Olive nodded repeatedly. “Okay... I accept... your condition...”“Good,” Magnus replied.Magnus turned back to Hoffmann, crouching beside him. He lifted Hoffmann's right hand and held it. In this moment, Clara, who was standing behind Magnus and slightly to the left, seemed to see a kind of blue light coming out of Magnus's hand, and this light spread into Hoffmann's right hand.'What is that? What is he doing?' Clara wondered to herself.While Magnus restored both of Hoffmann's hands and legs, Clara's eyes were wide open. She now believed that Magnus indeed possessed extraordinary healing abilities.'So, is this how he restored the Madam's internal injuries that time?' she thought.After magrib (dusk), Magnus arrived at his apartment. Jonas was there, watching television in the family room. Their mother was making dinner in the kitchen.“Is everything good here?” Magnus as
Are You Sure They Are From The Xavius Family?
About half an hour later, a taxi entered Blackwood District. In the passenger seat, Magnus glanced right and left, vigilant against the possibility of a sudden attack. The taxi driver himself looked tense—tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. It was clear he wanted to drop Magnus off at his destination quickly and leave as soon as possible.Blackwood District was indeed a dangerous district. Due to its high crime rate, the district had been abandoned by most of its inhabitants. Now, those who still remained were either people too poor to get a new place to live, or local gangsters and mafias profiting from the dangerous situation in Blackwood by selling illegal drugs, firearms, and arranging illegal sex service transactions.In short, Blackwood was not a district someone would go to unless they were involved in trouble. If Magnus hadn't paid 100 thousand dollars upfront, the taxi driver would not have wanted to take Magnus there."There it is. Drop me off there," Magnus said, poi
I Want To Know Their Purpose
"Yes. We already interrogated them earlier. There's no mistake, these people are bodyguards from the Xavius family," Jared said.Magnus thought about it while looking at Jared, but was distracted when Jasmine regained consciousness. Magnus immediately turned to Jasmine. "You okay?"Jasmine sat up, touching her head with one hand. "Where am I?"Magnus was about to answer but Jared beat him to it, "You are currently in the Blackwood District. Those people brought you here earlier. My partner here followed them and attacked them when they were off guard. Fortunately, they hadn't done anything to you yet."Jasmine turned to Jared, and Linda. She had never met them, so her gaze was full of caution. But she remembered that while waiting for a taxi after work earlier, she was suddenly ambushed by several men who got out of a black minibus. The men took her into the car, gagged her, and drugged her until she passed out."I think you owe my partner here a thank you, Miss," Jared said, smirking
Charles Xavius's Ambition
Still on the same night, at the palatial Xavius family residence...“You lost contact with them?” asked a sturdy man with a broad chest and bulging biceps and triceps. He was Charles Xavius, the leader of the Xavius family.“That’s right, sir. They have been unreachable since an hour ago. It seems something has happened,” said a man in his 40s with a slight beard on his brown face. He was Evan, the head of the Xavius family bodyguards.Charles took a red apple from the fruit basket on his desk. He ate the apple without peeling it first. The sound of his chewing was the only noise audible in the Victorian-style room.“Send men there to check. Arm them with firearms, just in case someone is waiting for them there. Report their situation updates to me,” Charles said, then returned to chewing the apple.“Very well, sir,” Evan replied, bowing low before excusing himself.After Evan left his office, Charles stopped chewing the apple, placing the remainder of the apple on a small plate next t
Then You Need To Finish Them
That afternoon, Magnus met Krystal Lim at a coffee shop. Magnus had just finished explaining his current situation. He was soliciting the opinion of Krystal Lim, one of the most powerful people in Merseyvale.“So, you suspect the Xavius family is gunning for you, and they kidnapped your sister yesterday just to draw you out?”“Exactly.”“And you’re scratching your head about why they’d suddenly mess with your lives, considering you’ve never crossed paths with one of Merseyvale’s top-tier families?”“Yeah. I haven’t dealt with or even brushed up against them since I got back to the city. Never before, either. That’s what makes this whole thing weird.”Krystal Lim thought for a moment, then asked, “Besides the Barbosa family, who else have you tangled with lately?”“No one. I mean, the Barbosa family is the only one I’ve actually confronted so far. There have been other people, but those were personal matters.”“Such as?”“A corrupt doctor who kept my mother in a coma for three years. A