Master Of Martial Arts Has An Advanced Optical Brain

1483 Defeat

“Come, drink!”

Old Hank raised the wine glass in his hand that was the size of his head and shouted. Then, he ignored the other party’s response and raised his neck to drink in large mouthfuls.

The foam of low-quality beer mixed with the wine flowed out of the corner of his mouth, staining the beard on his face everywhere. It even flowed down his chin and neck to his chest, almost soaking the clothes on his upper body.

However, Old Hank did not care about this at all. He finished the wine in one go without any pause and smashed the wine glass on the table in front of him before shouting, “Another glass!”

Then, he sighed in satisfaction and turned around. He looked at Glurik who had his head lowered and was frowning beside him and patted his shoulder forcefully.

“Heh, kid, did you encounter something vexing? From the looks of it, could it be that you’ve been dumped by a girl? Haha, kid, you don’t have to worry about such a thing. You’re not bad-looking and strong. You’ll definitely encounter more beautiful girls in the future. If you can successfully become an Archbishop… Oh, no, you only need to become a Bishop. I guarantee that a large number of beautiful girls will take the initiative to pounce on you. At that time, what you should be worried about is how to reject them. Haha…”

Hearing Old Hank’s loud and hearty laughter, the corners of Glurik’s mouth barely twitched as he revealed a smile in response.

He was very vexed. It could even be said that this was the first time he had been so vexed since he was born.

That damned Chu Nan had actually escaped again!

The first time he heard this news, Glurik suspected that he had heard wrongly, or that the person who told him this news was joking.

How could that kid escape?!

This time, it was Pope Lockmarton and two other powerful Star-Grade Martial Artists who mobilized!

Under the siege of three Star-Grade Martial Artists, he could actually escape?

How was this possible?

Glurik had never believed in the existence of gods and had always only believed in himself. However, this time, he began to suspect that there was really a god in this world. Moreover, this damned god was still protecting Chu Nan together, allowing him to successfully escape under unbelievable circumstances.

The first stage of the Garden Hunting Assembly was surrounded by so many people he had mobilized, encountered a beast tide in the Endless Abyss, was chased by a Star-Grade Martial Artist, and fell into a trap he had personally lured. There was also the previous siege by the three Star-Grade Martial Artists of Pope Lockmarton.

In Glurik’s opinion, after so many dangerous situations, he should have died every time. However, Chu Nan survived every time and even lived better and better!

If not for the protection of a god, how could he do this?

Glurik raised his wine glass and ruthlessly collided with Old Hank’s. As he raised his wine glass and gulped it down, he thought hard.

This time, they still let that damned Chu Nan escape and even let Angie Prairie, who was very important to Pope Lockmarton, successfully escape. It also meant that the entire Esevy Goddess Cult had paid such a huge price and invested so much manpower and material resources to be completely wasted. It was even very likely that they would completely offend some powerful figures in the royal family of the Declan Empire. It was undoubtedly a huge loss to the entire Esevy Goddess Cult.

Of course, someone needed to bear such a huge loss. Of course, it was impossible for Pope Lockmarton. Moreover, because the memorial ceremony was about to begin, the Esevy Goddess Cult could not cause any trouble, so they would not do anything big at this moment.

If he had to give an explanation for this at this moment, after thinking about it, Glurik had become the most suitable scapegoat.

Glurik did not doubt that Pope Lockmarton would do this at all. He knew very well that this Pope was cold-blooded and heartless. Since he did not capture Angie Prairie, the value that Glurik could provide was definitely very little in the eyes of Pope Lockmarton.

Although Glurik also did not doubt that he could still propose something useful to survive, this failure made him have the thought of it a few times again.

Leave.

Leaving this cult enveloped by fanatic believers, leaving this Erehuana Military Treaty Alliance that everyone was a little crazy, and returning to the familiar Orion Arm.

This place had already lost the space for Glurik to continue rising, so it had lost the meaning of him continuing to work hard.

In that case, he might as well return obediently and cultivate obediently…

Bang!

The sudden loud bang beside him shocked Old Hank, causing him to choke on his wine and spit it out.

He coughed a few times before barely recovering. He turned to look at Glurik in surprise.

“Heh, kid, what are you doing?”

This kid had been holding a large glass of wine just now and originally thought that he would drink it in large mouthfuls. He did not expect him to smash it on the table. It was simply baffling.

This was a good wine, but he had wasted it just like that!

Glurik touched his face behind him and wiped away the beer sprayed on his face and neck. Then, he raised the wine glass that had already spilled more than half and handed it to Old Hank. He clinked the wine glass in his hand and raised his neck to drink it in one go.

Then, he smashed the cup on the table again. He nodded at Old Hank, stood up, and walked out.

Old Hank looked at Glurik’s back in surprise. He stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not shout.

It was not until he saw Glurik disappear out the door that Old Hank touched his beard and muttered.

“Heh, young people nowadays can’t hold it in.”

After muttering, he continued to shift his attention back to the wine glass and ignored everything else.

Outside the tavern, Glurik looked up at the brilliant starlight in the sky, and his expression returned to cold.

Return to cultivate obediently?

On what basis?!

It was only a small setback. How could I admit defeat like this?!

‘Damn Chu Nan, wait carefully. It’s impossible for the Goddess of Luck to protect you forever. One day, you’ll be abandoned by the goddess and fall into the deepest hell!’

The toughness nurtured by many years of strict cultivation quickly recovered from the strong sense of defeat and his powerful fighting spirit recovered.

Since Chu Nan was not dead this time, and Princess Pamela had already successfully returned, it was very difficult to find a similar opportunity.

If he wanted Chu Nan, this damned fellow, to really die, he could only wait patiently.

Glurik never thought that he lacked patience. He just lacked a better opportunity.

As long as he waited for a suitable opportunity, Chu Nan would sooner or later…

Glurik suddenly stopped and his pupils constricted.

In front of him, two figures suddenly appeared like ghosts.

Although the starlight was not bright enough to illuminate the two of them, Glurik recognized them at a glance.

The guy on the left was definitely Chu Nan!