The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 864: A Pillow Delivered When Sleepy

Yang Yan doesn't care at all about outsiders' opinions of him.

To him, those are things of the past.

In reality, ever since Yang Yan acquired the Thunder Origin, many other Origins appeared throughout the world.

Moreover, some crazy individuals actually used the Origins to create those terrifyingly powerful creatures.

Even Yang Yan had to be on full alert to handle them.

When a creature created by the United States using the Desire Origin managed to injure Yang Yan, it undoubtedly boosted their confidence.

Although, later on, that guy vanished without a trace, they at least believed this method was viable.

"They really are a bunch of fearless fools!"

Yang Yan's cheek twitched slightly as he muttered coldly:

"So blatant, do they really think that having one or two Origins can create an invincible being to conquer the world?"

Fenrir chuckled lightly, dismissively saying:

"Haha! Whether invincible or not, I don't know, but the guy who injured you last time was really strong."

Yang Yan seemed to recall something and turned to Fenrir, asking doubtfully:

"What happened to that guy? Did we get any news about him in the past three months?"

Fenrir gently shook his head:

"None, it's as if he vaporized, not a single useful piece of information."

Yang Yan didn't seem surprised, he merely sighed a little:

"Ah! We'll worry about it later! For now, let's go check out what the Desire Origin looks like."

"The idiots in the American government really think we'll sit idly by?"

Ever since the last competition ended, Yang Yan had his subordinates keeping an eye on the American government's actions.

However, due to a lack of clues, they hadn't been able to find the location of their research.

But now, during his few months' absence, Juechen and the others managed to find the location where the Origins were stored.

"Tsk tsk! Truly the United States! What a grand setup!"

Fenrir said with a smile.

Looking at the building in front of them, Yang Yan was at a loss for how to proceed.

The Americans had built the research facility right in the center of Manhattan.

Facing the bustling streets, even Yang Yan found it challenging to make a move.

"Have they investigated? Whose building is this?"

Yang Yan asked helplessly.

"Who else but the United States' top wealthiest man, Gates!"

"Though the government signed a thirty-year lease agreement with him."

Fenrir said coldly.

"Originally, I was going to solve this violently, but now it seems that won't work."

Yang Yan shook his head and said.

"That's precisely why they built the research facility here."

"Don't be fooled by the calm exterior; I bet if you make a move, powerful individuals from the Sealing Title Stele will definitely appear."

Fenrir smiled and said.

"We have to find a way to sneak in, because attacking head-on will lead to a relentless fight."

Yang Yan said, troubled.

"Haha! That's your problem now."

Fenrir shrugged, saying indifferently:

"If you're going to make a move, I'll join you."

"However, if you plan to sneak in, then count me out."

Yang Yan asked curiously:

"What are you planning to do?"

Fenrir replied annoyed:

"What do you think? Of course, I plan to visit England and see if this so-called Metal Man is really as mysterious as the legends say."

Just as the two were about to leave, Yang Yan's expression suddenly turned serious.

He was staring intently at a building not far away, speaking coldly:

"Looks like we're pretty lucky; just when we were sleepy, someone brought a pillow."

Fenrir immediately nodded in agreement and said:

"Yeah! Truly lucky, there's even someone who has the same idea as us, also targeting the Desire Origin."

"But the question is whether they're capable enough. Hope they aren't just a bunch of bunglers."

While saying this, Fenrir's eyes fiercely locked onto a building not far away, clearly having discovered something.

"Everything is set, right?"

Inside a nearby building, a person in a purple robe asked a group of black-robed individuals beside him.

"Everything's ready, as long as the Envoy keeps the Beast King occupied, no one else can stop us."

The lead black-robed individual responded respectfully.

"Hmph! Just a mere Beast King, nothing can stop our steps."

"If everything's ready, commence the operation, and try not to harm any civilians."

"Otherwise, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire that burns everything is no joke."

The purple-robed person snorted coldly, speaking sternly.

While everyone was busy with their tasks, a loud "bang" shattered the calm in Manhattan.

This city was about to face the most terrifying battle since the founding of the United States, later known as the Apocalypse War.

"Are these guys insane?! Launching such a level of attack right away."

"They seem to care nothing for the lives of ordinary people?"

Fenrir's eyes widened in disbelief.

In terms of ruthlessness, he was already among the top ranks in the Hidden World.

Yet even he wouldn't launch such a level of attack in crowded modern cities.

"Clang!"

With a flash of light, a building was penetrated.

Broken glass from the damage continuously fell to the streets below.

The crowd was startled by the sudden explosion.

When they saw debris continuously falling from the building, some people screamed.

Then, everyone frantically started running away.

"Hey! Cannon, didn't you hear the boss say?"

"Don't harm the civilians, or the Red Lotus Karmic Fire will be troublesome."

A black-robed individual sharply reminded a brawny man holding a strange weapon.

The brawny man smirked disdainfully:

"Haha! Only you guys would be so timid."

"Just the Red Lotus Karmic Fire? Look how scared you are."

"As long as I can be immortal, why should I care?!"

The purple-robed man's eyebrows rose, and he shouted coldly:

"Enough talk! The Beast King appeared, I'll keep him occupied, you all act quickly."

Due to being in the central street, both sides were somewhat restrained, avoiding large-scale attacks for the time being.

However, given the intensity of their battle, large-scale attacks are only a matter of time.

"Those black-robed guys are indeed tough!"

"Can someone actually manage to stall one of the Eight Kings, the Beast King?"

Fenrir said, somewhat surprised, while watching the battle from afar.