All Chapters of The Useless Son-In-Law Is A System God Of War: Chapter 61
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Chapter 61. Trial By Fire
The night sky over the west side of the city burned with a dull orange glow. Smoke drifted above the rooftops like slow-moving ghosts. Sirens wailed in the far distance, rising and falling in broken waves. The streets were empty except for the shadows of Wolfe’s shock teams moving in tight formation. Their armor hummed with strange energy, and their steps were steady and cold.Landon stood on the rooftop of an old factory, breathing slowly. The cold wind brushed against his face and carried the heavy smell of fire and oil. His hands were steady but his heart beat hard in his chest. He could feel the strange new pulse inside him again, the strange whisper of something that was not quite sight and not quite sound. It was like soft echoes moving before him, showing shapes that had not fully happened yet.He kept his eyes focused on the alley below.Claire climbed up behind him, silent but tense, and when she reached him she stopped, watching his shoulders rise and fall. “You do not h
Chapter 62. Siege of the Riverline
The fog over the Riverline District was thick and pale, moving like slow smoke as dawn crept over the water. The streets were quiet in the way only a threatened place could be quiet, with the kind of silence that pressed against the skin and made people feel watched even when nothing moved. The Riverline District was more than a neighborhood; it was a vital artery of Milwaukee, a maze of storage yards, rail tracks, water routes, and old warehouses that fed supplies into half the city. If Wolfe took this place, he would own the city’s bloodstream. The Vanguard knew it. Their allies knew it. Wolfe knew it best of all.Landon stood on a rooftop overlooking the wide shipping lanes and wrecked barges that lined the river. His hands rested on the edge of a concrete ledge that felt cold even through his gloves. His breathing was slow and steady, yet inside he felt a tight coil of energy twisting deeper and deeper. The air smelled like metal and old rain. The hum of distant machinery th
Chapter 63. The Cartel Pact Breaks
The night settled over Milwaukee like a heavy cloak, thick with heat and tension. The city was alive with rumors, whispers that moved faster than vehicles, faster than fear itself. Riverline was still smoking after the battle, and while some districts celebrated the small victory, others trembled. Everyone sensed a shift in the air. Wolfe had taken hits he did not expect, and whenever a warlord was wounded, he responded with blood.Priya moved quickly through a series of back alleys, keeping her head low and her hood pulled forward. The neon lights reflected in the puddles around her feet, stretching and breaking with every step. The small device in her hand pulsed with a blue signal, showing multiple dots converging on a safehouse a few blocks ahead.Behind her, Marcus and Navarro followed. Marcus looked irritated, which meant he was ready for trouble. Navarro kept his eyes on every shadow, his rifle held close but lowered, ready to rise in a heartbeat. They were deep in cartel
Chapter 64. The War Council
The rain began before sunrise. It fell in heavy sheets that clattered against the metal roof of the old train depot the Vanguard had turned into their temporary base. The sound filled the wide space with a constant, restless beat, like the city itself was warning them that something darker was coming.Inside, a long table had been set up under the hanging industrial lights. Maps, screens, blueprints, and piles of coded reports covered every inch. The room felt colder than usual. The walls were lined with old train parts and scorch marks from past attacks. Everyone who walked in felt the weight of the coming hours.This was not a normal briefing. This was a war council. Only fully assembled during the darkest moments in Vanguard history.The doors slid open with a metallic groan.Claire stepped inside first. Her jacket was soaked from the rain, but her movements were steady, calm, focused. She scanned the room like she was measuring the air itself. One by one, the other leaders ente
Chapter 65. Ghosts in the Supply Lines
The storm lasted through the night. When morning came, the sky over Milwaukee looked gray and tired, like it had been fighting a battle of its own. The Vanguard headquarters buzzed with quiet urgency. Everyone moved quickly, whispering updates, checking equipment, and preparing for the next phase of Claire’s long-game strategy.Landon walked through the hall with a strange heaviness in his steps. His foresight ability flickered every few minutes, showing him short, sharp flashes of troubleblurry shapes of drones moving through alleys, false orders spreading like poison, frightened civilians running. The images came and went like small ghosts tapping at his mind. But he kept moving. Because today was Jin’s day. Today, the digital war would hit its peak.When Landon entered the control room, Jin was already at the center of it all. Screens surrounded him like a glowing arc. He wore a simple hoodie, sleeves rolled back to his elbows. His hair stuck out in messy spikes. His eyes were s
Chapter 66. Detonations in the Northside
Rain struck the rooftops in thin, fast needles as night settled over Milwaukee. The Northside district looked quiet from above, but the Vanguard knew better. Claire had been staring at the map for the last ten minutes without blinking. Her tablet glowed with red markers, each one a possible explosive threat.“They are not normal bombs,” Claire said. Her voice was low and steady, even though her eyes showed the weight she carried. “They create temporal distortions. A building collapses two seconds before the blast even happens. Cause and effect break. People die before they understand why.”Navarro grunted. “Wolfe is a monster.”“No,” Priya said softly as she tightened her headset. “He’s strategic. There’s a difference. He wants fear to spread faster than fire.”Landon stood at the window, feeling the faint pull of his Kinetic Echo. It buzzed in his mind like a low hum. Ever since the river battle and the artifact ambush, his foresight felt sharper but also heavier. Like it wanted to
Chapter 67. The Echo Beneath the Ruins
Smoke still curled up from the broken housing complex as Claire stood at the edge of the collapse. The flames had been put out, but the air still tasted like burned wood and fear. Sirens echoed across the street. Flashing blue and red lights painted her face again and again, revealing how pale she had become.Her hands shook. Not from the cold. But from the thought of Landon buried somewhere in the dark below.Priya stepped beside her. Her eyes were red. “Claire, the building is not stable. If you go in, you might be walking into a grave.”Claire did not blink. “Then I walk into it anyway.”Navarro slowly came forward. His armor was dented and scorched. “We’ll go in together, Captain.”She shook her head. “No. I can move faster alone.”Marcus glared. “Faster doesn’t matter if you die.”Claire turned toward Jin, who was kneeling near a pile of broken concrete with his scanner. “Can you track him?”Jin swallowed. His device pulsed with faint blue light. “Not exactly. I can track the a
Chapter 68. The Marketplace Uprising
The central marketplace district had always been loud, crowded, and full of life. It was the heart of the city, a place where people traded food, tools, and secrets. But on this morning, the air felt tight and heavy. The sound of merchants calling out prices was gone. The wind moved through the empty stalls and rattled hanging signs like broken bones.Landon stood on the roof of a small clinic with Claire, Priya, Navarro, and Marcus. The sun had not yet risen fully, and the sky was painted in a pale gray-blue that made everything feel colder.Claire watched the empty streets with a hard stare. “Wolfe is moving here. He wants control of this district,” she said. Her voice was calm, but her hands were shaking slightly.Priya frowned. “Why here? It’s not military. It’s not industrial.”“It is symbolic,” Claire said. “If he owns the marketplace, he owns the people.”Marcus muttered, “Then we make sure he does not own anything.”Navarro lifted his binoculars. “Movement. Lots of it. Armore
Chapter 69. Pressure On All Fronts
The city did not sleep anymore. The night sky over Milwaukee glowed with a sick mix of red drone lights, burning rooftops, and flickering advertisements that struggled to stay alive. Sirens echoed down every street. Metal clattered. Windows shook. Every person, every corner, every shadow felt tight with fear.Wolfe had responded to the Marketplace Uprising with full anger.Curfews. Executions. Blockades.Mass surveillance drones. Heavy patrols on every road. Shock troopers dragging people from homes.It felt like the whole city was sinking into a warzone. And the Vanguard had no time to rest.Landon moved through the narrow alley behind a damaged bakery. Sweat rolled down his neck. His breath was heavy. His clothes were burnt and torn from the last fight. Behind him, Navarro carried an old man with a broken leg. Priya guided two frightened teenagers. Marcus kept watch behind them, his movements sharp and angry.Claire walked at the front. Her hair was tied back. Her face was pale. H
Chapter 70. Into The Warlord’s Maw
The storm clouds above the city moved like slow bruises across the sky. The air tasted like dust and metal. The streets were quiet for once, but it was not a peaceful quiet. It was the kind of silence that came when everyone was afraid to breathe.Landon tightened the straps on his gear as he stood inside the old underground station that the Vanguard had turned into a safehouse. Pipes clanked above him. Water dripped down the walls. The smell of oil and sweat filled the space.Claire sat on a crate near him. Her face was pale, but she was awake again. She held a cup of water with shaking hands. She tried to hide how tired she was, but Landon could see it in the way she blinked too often.Navarro checked weapons at a workbench. Marcus sharpened a blade with slow, angry strokes. Priya stared at her screen, waiting for a signal.None of them spoke. The silence broke when a stranger stepped inside the safehouse.He was tall and thin, wrapped in a dark cloak. His face was covered with a h