A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 1490

Chapter 1490 The Secret In The Dungeon

The Warriors Alliance in Jadeborough was packed to the rafters. Many sects had no choice but to seek out the Warriors Alliance when their efforts to meet with Mr. Sanders ended up fruitless. Ryker and Edgar were also among the crowd.

Initially, Edgar wasn’t at all worried. He had the confidence to deal with the black-robed man as long as he could absorb Renee’s powers and obtain her armor.

Alas, he couldn’t procure her armor even after using all sorts of methods in the past two days. Her armor had already fused with her person, so it could only be removed when it materialized.

He couldn’t do anything to her before acquiring the armor, so he could only come up with another solution.

The fact that rumors were abounding that the black-robed man was Gilbert terrified him to the core. While he had never witnessed the latter’s capabilities in person, he had heard about them from Ryker.

Back then, the Deragon family had taken part in the effort to arrest Gilbert, and Ryker had been among them. As the largest martial arts family in Jadeborough, they had naturally contributed the most.

If Gilbert had really returned, the Deragon family would be in grave danger. Therefore, Ryker had brought Edgar over to seek the Warriors Alliance out and discuss a countermeasure with Zion.

“President Zeigler, the martial arts world of Jadeborough is now in great trouble. The authorities are turning a blind eye to things, so the Warriors Alliance must step forward and do something. If the Warriors Alliance were to capture the black-robed man, I believe many of the sects would return to the alliance!” Ryker said to Zion.

“I’ve already sent out men to investigate, but the black-robed man’s movements are unpredictable, without a set pattern. That makes things very difficult for me,” Zion admitted with a frown.

“The recent rumors claim that the black-robed man is Gilbert, President Zeigler. Do you think that’s possible?” Edgar questioned.

“No.”

A black figure was sitting in a corner in the depths of the dungeon with a bowl of bright red blood in front of him.

“It’s been over twenty years. I didn’t expect people to mention you once again and even think that you’re back for revenge. What a joke! Little do they know that you’ve been here for twenty-plus years. How could you possibly get out?” Zion muttered before the black figure.

It turned out that in the depths of the dungeon was the monster back then, Gilbert. After he fell off the cliff, the Warriors Alliance sent men to rescue him and placed an unrecognizable body in his place to dupe others.

“I’ve also done quite a lot for you in the past twenty-plus years. Otherwise, how could you possibly have mobilized the Demonic Cultivators who had gone into hiding with your capabilities?” Gilbert drawled.

Then he downed the bowl of blood in front of him.

Zion said nothing further but spun on his heel and left.