Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

Chapter 101 Hextech: What a Weak God (3/4)

The Tuttle family estate.

Rothschild looked at the study he had turned into a mess and sat down wearily.

A crusader leader walked in, trembling with fear.

"Young master, should we inform the master?" he asked in a low voice.

The "master" he was referring to was, of course, Müller-Tatter.

Rothschild glanced at him, his eyes filled with chilling coldness.

The Crusader leader froze, immediately lowered his head, and dared not utter another word.

"What?" Rothschild asked.

"Do you think Adrija poses a threat to me?"

"Do you still feel that I can't handle this?"

"No," the Crusader quickly explained.

"But now, even Director Rivers hasn't come. Has something happened to him?"

"Impossible," Rothschild said coldly.

"Adelia is now just an ordinary military nobleman, and that old man Kellett retired from his position as deputy commander of the city's defense forces a long time ago."

"The most outstanding member of their family, Anred, was only a major in the army, and the rest of his descendants were all mediocre."

"This increasingly decadent family simply doesn't have the guts to lay a hand on the Commissioner of Police."

The crusader leader lowered his voice and raised his hand in a beheading gesture.

"Should we make the first move?"

A clear hesitation flashed in Rothschild's eyes. He had grown up in a top-tier church and noble family, and was the heir on whom his family placed great hopes. Deep down, he had always adhered to a distorted set of rules for conduct.

No matter how many methods are used, the established rules cannot be completely broken.

This is also why he founded the King in Yellow organization.

He wanted to win over all the top elites in Newcastle and establish a strictly regulated private power controlled entirely by the elite.

He was extremely wary of using extreme or excessive methods unless absolutely necessary.

If Karls hadn't discovered all the real evidence against him and hadn't sent it to the London court, he wouldn't have killed Karls in a moment of desperation.

Karls was the top student at the seminary and had always been a key target for him to win over.

He wanted to recruit Carls to his side and make him a valuable assistant in the church, since in his view, all the outstanding talents in Newcastle were his people.

Even after killing Kars, he did not intend to exterminate the Adriatic family.

Because Karls was a nobleman.

In his mind, nobles were born with special privileges, completely different from the common people who could only be his playthings.

As for that illegitimate son, Hex, in his eyes he was not qualified at all to be recommended for admission to the aristocratic heir Karls.

Carls is so outstanding, what makes a country bumpkin illegitimate child so special!

Therefore, he ordered the assassination of Hex partly because he was worried that Hex would obtain the evidence that Karls possessed, and partly because he disliked Hex and believed that he was not qualified to succeed Karls.

But now the situation is different. Things have blown up, and his King in Yellow organization has become an open secret in Newcastle.

He panicked. Was he really going to start a full-scale war with the Adriatic family and escalate things to an irreparable point?

Will Uncle Muller look down on himself because of this?

He was torn and couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

The Crusader leader knew that while this young master was ruthless in his daily life, he was actually indecisive when it came to crucial decisions.

"Young Master, we must make the first move!"

"Once they leak some clues, we'll be in a very passive position."

"Do they dare?" Rothschild retorted instinctively.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he remembered the confrontation with the Adriatic family during the day.

He had assumed that the conditions he offered were generous enough that the Adriatic family would compromise.

After all, for nobles, family interests are the primary consideration, and he could easily use political maneuvering to bring the Adriatic family to his side.

But to his utter surprise, the Adriatic family resisted fiercely, showing him no mercy and leaving him humiliated in public.

Rothschild gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Then let's do it. Let's take care of them tonight."

"Tomorrow at dawn, I don't want to see anyone who dares to defy me again."

"clear!"

The Crusader leader immediately responded and turned to open the door.

However, a tall figure suddenly blocked the doorway.

"You are—" The Crusader was startled.

Hex looked at him, then casually raised his hand. "Rothschild, let's go."

The Crusader leader was shocked and drew his longsword, thrusting it fiercely at Hex.

Hextech extended two fingers and firmly gripped the sword, preventing it from moving an inch.

"You still only know this one trick," Hex scoffed. "You're far inferior to your counterparts in Manchester."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly kicked the other man in the chest.

boom!

The Crusader was sent flying like a cannonball, tumbling several times before crashing heavily into the corner of the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood and died instantly.

Then, Hex walked into the study with an air of nonchalance.

He glanced at the mess on the ground, then looked at Rothschild, whose face was ashen, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Impotent rage in the study, taking it out on books?"

"How dare you barge in!"

Rothschild clenched his fists, his face extremely grim.

"Do you even know that this is the Tuttle family home?!"

"guard!!!"

He looked out the door and saw all the Crusader guards he had arranged lying sprawled on the ground.

"Of course I know." Hex stepped forward slowly.

"But do you really understand what someone who can barge in openly and take down all your guards means to you?"

Upon hearing this, Rothschild was so frightened that he retreated several steps, shouting sharply, "Stop!"

"Don't come any closer!"

A flash of blue light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

An extremely powerful divine repulsive force suddenly erupted, fiercely pressing against Hextech's body, desperately trying to push him away.

Hextech's body swayed slightly before he stood firmly on his feet, without taking a single step back.

"This is the Holy Talisman of the Light Society, the Eye of Rejection?" Hex asked curiously.

The superpower system in Hell Invasion is quite unique, relying on sacred talismans, which are essentially superpower inheritances. Each sect inherits a superpower, which, from a game perspective, is to avoid creating a bunch of bugs.

From a practical perspective, it was to improve the stability of the inheritance process.

The Church of England comprises four major denominations, each with its own sacred lineage and corresponding unique extraordinary abilities.

The sacred talisman of the Compassionate Light Society is the Eye of Repulsion, capable of releasing a powerful repulsive force, like the Divine Conquest, to repel anyone who gets close.

Hextech, as a story-driven player, may have a superficial understanding of the plot, but is extremely knowledgeable about the abilities of each system.

Of course, the weaknesses of the Eye of Rejection are also clear.

Rothschild's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He used all his strength to activate the Eye of Repulsion, but Hextech's body was as solid as a mountain and difficult to move.

Why is he so strong?

He is definitely not an ordinary illegitimate child!

He began to realize that things had been out of control from the very beginning, but he had no idea.

"Mr. Hex, I have no grudge against you! If I hadn't killed Karls, you would never have been able to inherit the family line. We are natural allies!" Rothschild swallowed hard.

Hextech sneered, "So you finally admit that you killed Karl."

Rothschild panicked, realizing he had let something slip, and quickly tried to defend himself with a shifty look in his eyes.

"So what if I admit it? I only acted out of line; I didn't violate any church rules."

"You don't need to keep harping on me."

"I can give you double, or even triple, the benefits."

"I will support you in securing your position as head of the Adriatic family and fully support you in taking control of the entire family."

"If you want to go to London to join the Tzu Kwang Society, I can personally vouch for you."

"I can give you anything you want!!"

Hextech burst out laughing at this attempt to bribe him.

"Rothschild, you may look as pure as gold on the outside, but you are rotten inside."

"The fact that I'm standing here means you've already lost."

We lost?

Rothschild had never heard of that word before, how could he possibly lose!

"Impossible! I will never lose!"

"I will become the god of the new world!!"

Rothschild's eyes turned bloodshot, and he unleashed a powerful repulsive force, the violent power ripping off the study floor and sending all the books in the room flying.

But to his shock, Hextech vanished into thin air.

"How is that possible!"

His mind was in complete chaos, and he couldn't comprehend the scene before him at all.

The next moment, a hand landed on his back, and instantly the world spun around him as Rothschild's back slammed against the ground.

"A basic Eye of Repulsion is completely ineffective against what's behind you," Hextech's voice rang in his ears.

"If you are God"

"That god is really weak."

Just as Rothschild was about to turn his head, a sharp pain shot through his neck, and he instantly lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground.