chapter 2 The god of war is reduced to the dead ===

Everyone felt terrified and couldn't understand why such an imposing fighting group appeared here, on this commercial dock in Lymelathe City.
Snap!
The black armored warrior came 50 meters in front of the cruise ship. They turned from movement to silence and stopped instantly!
The black armored warrior was like the strongest rock in the world. Thousands of warriors standing upright were an indestructible wall of the city!
Looking at these warriors, countless people had the urge to surrender completely!
At this time!
A soldier stepped out from the queue. He faced the cruise ship and knelt on one knee. He stared at Humphrey on the cruise ship with passionate eyes. He said loudly like thunder, "Lord, the three thousand warriors have been assembled. Please give your command!"
The remaining 2,999 soldiers looked at the figure feverishly. With a crash, they all knelt on one knee!
It was like striving for greatness.
They shouted in unison, "Lord, please give your command!"
Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison.
The sound shook the sky!
The entire place was silent!
Some of the timid individuals were frightened and fainted as soon as their eyes darkened!
These warriors who made everyone surrender completely and paid homage all knelt to one person at this moment!
Kneel to Humphrey!
Humphrey accepted it calmly and remained unmoved.
"This person is provoking authority and must be killed with no mercy," Humphrey said while pointing his finger at Albert. Albert's face was dull and he looked like a muggle.
"This person is shameless and fabricated lies to ruin my reputation, the tongue should be cut off as a warning," Humphrey said while tapping on Amy, who was so frightened that her face turned pale.
This was a battle group!?
Was the man in front of me who had been called "Lord" the master of this battle group?
In an instant, Amy seemed to have been drained of all her strength and fell limply to the ground.
Albert was even more confused. The gun in his hand clinked and fell to the ground!
"When did the war team come to Lymelathe City to station? Why didn't I hear any news?"
Albert purred his throat and looked at Humphrey with only fear in his eyes. Although he was still full of doubts, what was more important was the fear of the Iron-Blooded Battle Group in front of him!
Especially at his level, he knew how impressive the power of life and death possessed by a master of the battle group was!
Snap!
Albert knelt on his knees and bowed repeatedly to Humphrey. He begged for mercy, "Bro, I was wrong! If you let me live, I will be a kind person in the future. I will never commit crimes, change my mind, and become a useful person to society!"
Humphrey said indifferently, "I've told you, I will never give others a third chance."
Albert knelt and lowered his head with a stern look in his eyes. He instantly picked up the pistol and planned to hold Humphrey hostage as leverage!
He grabbed the gun on the floor and ran towards Humphrey. He did not anticipate that when he intended to hold Humphrey hostage with the gun.
A bullet instantly pierced his temple!
Among the three thousand warriors, the warrior who stepped out to report still had a gun with smoke lingering in his hand.
As the bullet casings fell to the ground, the warrior said solemnly, "If you dare to offend the Lord, you will be killed without mercy!"
Lymelathe City, Mountainside Public Cemetery.
A green Hummer slowly drove into this empty and silent land of death.
There were three people in the car.
One was Humphrey wearing a black windbreaker.
Humphrey was sitting in the back seat of the Hummer. His hands clasped on his legs and his back straight like a gun. His head lightly rested on the seat and his eyes slightly closed as if he was taking a break.
The other two were a man and a woman.
The man driving the car was wearing smart clothes and a black combat uniform. He had short hair and a resolute face. His name was Claude.
The woman in the co-pilot has long dark green hair and also wearing a black combat uniform. She has fair skin and a delicate appearance. Her name is Cora.
Upon closer inspection, red embroidery could be discerned on the cuffs of the garments, whether worn by Humphrey, Claude, or Cora.
The pattern of the embroidery was red horizontal stripes and red stars placed side by side.
The embroidery on the cuffs of Claude's clothes was two horizontal lines and three stars.
The embroidery on the cuffs of Cora's clothes was the same with two horizontal stripes and three stars.
The embroidery on the cuffs of Humphrey's windbreaker was three horizontal stripes, five stars, and a red dragon with teeth and claws!
The red dragon steps on the five stars, with its feet on the five stars, showing great momentum!
Claude turned around and looked at Humphrey with respect after parking the car under the steps, and said, "Lord, we are here."
Humphrey opened his sleepy eyes. He looked at the layers of tombs outside the window, and said, "I'll go down for worship, you guys wait for me."
"Alright, Lord."
The moment his fingers touched the car door and he was about to push it open, Humphrey stopped and said in a deep voice, "I just asked both of you to pick me up and wanted to tell both of you something. Why are you gathering the warriors?"
Claude and Cora looked at each other, both a little frightened and didn't know how to explain.
There was silence for a moment, and just as the two were organizing their words to reply, Humphrey said, "Let them disperse in Lymelathe City on standby, no next time."
"Alright!"
Claude and Cora, who had killed thousands of enemies on the battlefield, breathed a sigh of relief and responded in unison.
Opening the car door, a pair of specialized leather boots hit the ground. Humphrey walked up the steps step by step. He was carrying a bottle of liquor with nearly 60% alcohol content that cost less than 15 dollars.
A sudden strong wind blew the branches of the surrounding trees toppling over and making a hissing sound.
Humphrey's windbreaker flew up in the air, making a clattering sound.
However, his steps did not stop at all.
He was climbing up steadily with a pace that seemed carefully measured at a constant pace.
The strong wind was blowing. As he climbed the steps, Humphrey spoke to the cemetery, "Brother, it has been a year since you died before I came for worship. I hope you won't be angry with me.
Just because there were too many wars in the North.
If the border was unstable, I would never be able to leave.
Luckily, this time I risked damage to my strength and, with ten thousand warriors from the North, severely defeated those small potatoes!
Finally, I can come back to Lymelathe City for worship on your death anniversary today."
As soon as his voice came out, it was blown away by the strong wind.
Although no one could hear it, it spread throughout the cemetery.
After glancing at the scenery of the cemetery, Humphrey continued, "Although the scenery of this cemetery is quite beautiful, you are missing a few companions in the underworld.
I knew well that you and your parents died strangely.
Both your parents could be companions in the underworld.
But you were alone.
Now that I'm back, I would find out the truth and let all those who harm you and the Herbert family go to hell with you!"
Halfway up the mountain, the tomb of Dempsey.
One year ago today, Dempsey committed suicide by throwing himself into a lake and drowning.
Today happened to be his death anniversary.
Two months before Dempsey's death, his parents also died unexpectedly.
Dempsey was Humphrey's eldest brother with a different surname.
Sixteen years ago, Humphrey was desperate and almost died of illness on the street. It was Aldrich, Dempsey's father, who saved Humphrey.
And kept Humphrey as his adopted son.
Whether it was Aldrich, Dempsey, or Humphrey's adoptive mother Suzanne, they all treated Humphrey as their own.
The brotherhood between Humphrey and Dempsey was closer than real brothers!
In front of Dempsey's tomb, a beautiful young woman bent her beautiful waist. She pulled out the weeds on the grave and swept Dempsey's grave.
On the tribute table in front of the stone tablet, there was some shabby food and traces of burning paper.
Next to Dempsey's tomb were the tombs of Suzanne and Aldrich.
"Jini, that's it, are you finished yet?"
Seeing the young woman still tirelessly clearing the weeds from Dempsey's grave, one of the three people standing next to her appeared impatient and exclaimed, "It's just some grass, why bother pulling it out? Dempsey is gone! Even if you remove all the weeds, what difference will it make? It was already kind of us to join you for the visit. Let's go now! Remember, Mr. Dunn was able to love you, a widow, which was your heartfelt wish. What if he found out you were so devoted to a deceased man like Dempsey and got upset?"
The young woman's words were harsh and unpleasant.
The young woman seemed as if she didn't hear anything and continued to bend down and pull weeds.
The young woman looked at the fifty-year-old woman beside her and said, "Mom, look at her, what does she look like? What if Mr. Dunn gets angry when he sees her like this? What will happen to our business?"
The woman frowned and advised, "Jini, stop weeding! Candiece is correct; upsetting Mr. Dunn would not be wise. Dempsey was my nephew, and his passing was devastating. However, we must move forward. Mr. Dunn values you and wishes to assist. This is positive. As your aunt, I must speak honestly. By gaining Mr. Dunn's favor, with the Dunn family's support, our Herbert family can thrive! We will no longer endure cramped living in a rundown courtyard with a large family or use unpleasant public toilets outside! You are part of the Herbert family now. Your focus should not be on weeding Dempsey's grave. Instead, prepare yourself and aim to please Mr. Dunn tonight! Achieving this will ensure a better life for us, the Herbert family. Most importantly, Selena can continue her education at Noble Bilingual Kindergarten! How else will we afford the steep annual tuition of over 15,000 dollars? Completing this task will bring joy to Dempsey's spirit in heaven. Isn't it more practical to pursue this than weeding and tending graves?"
The young woman paused and said bitterly, "Aunt, I know, but once I'm with Mr. Dunn, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to visit Dempsey's grave. You guys wait a little longer, the grass will be removed soon, okay?"
A young man next to the woman and the girl named Candiece suddenly frowned and looked into the distance, and said with some uncertainty, "Mom, sister, do you think that person looks like Humphrey?"
Several people looked over, and even the young woman Jini, who was dedicated to weeding. They trembled and looked over in disbelief.
Then, on the steps in the distance, a young man wearing a windbreaker, specialized leather boots, and carrying a bottle of liquor stopped and looked over.