Godly Investor: A Hundred Trillion Dollars For Investment And Donations Chapter 279

At that mont the room erupted in chaos as Ethan's words echoed, commanding the attention of every soul present. "I house the King of Cobra power," he declared, his voice like thunder. "Now, what nonsense were you spewing about ?"

The Circle mbers froze, their disbelief palpable. Murmurs rippled through the room, so expressing fear, others confusion.

At that mont the master of the Circle, visibly rattled but attempting to maintain control, clenched his fists. His calm deanor was about to shattered.

"Enough of this!" he bellowed, his voice sharp and authoritative.

"You claim you have powers, but let's see if they can withstand this!" With a sharp gesture, he barked an order to the ard n. "Fire! Kill him now!"

Imdiately the air filled with the deafening roar of gunfire as bullets sped toward Ethan, tearing through the tense silence.

But just as they were about to reach him, they stopped—suspended in mid-air. Each bullet hovered, shimring as though caught in an invisible field of energy.

The room fell silent once more, the tension so thick it felt like the walls themselves were holding their breath. The sight was surreal—dozens of bullets floating harmlessly in front of Ethan, gleaming under the dim lights of the room.

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However Ethan didn't flinch. His piercing gaze swept over the Circle mbers and their ard n, his presence suffocating.

"This," he said calmly, gesturing to the frozen bullets, "is what happens when you underestimate . Now, do you want to test further, or should I show you the true aning of power?"

The Circle mbers exchanged terrified glances, their arrogance evaporating in the face of an unstoppable force. Even the master of the Circle, usually composed, was visibly shaken. Ethan stood tall and unyielding, the suspended bullets a testant to his supremacy.

At that mont Ethan stood unfazed, his calm deanor contrasting sharply with the chaos unfolding around him.

"You have no idea who you're dealing with," he said, his voice low but carrying a weight that made the Circle mbers freeze in place. Before anyone could respond, the bullets that hung suspended in mid-air reversed course with terrifying speed. In an instant, the n who had fired them fell lifeless, each struck down by their own bullet.

Upon seeing what happened just happened.

The five Circle mbers gasped in unison, their arrogance replaced by sheer terror. The master of the Circle, who monts ago had exuded authority, now looked pale and defeated. But before they could process the horror of what had just occurred, the large double doors of the hall burst open, and a flood of ard n poured in, their numbers overwhelming.

Without wasting anymore ti.

Their leader stepped forward, a sneer plastered across his face.

" Godly Investor," he spat, his voice dripping with disdain.

"You must be the biggest fool alive to think you can pull this nonsense here. For this, you will die."

Without hesitation, the n charged at Ethan, their weapons raised and their determination clear.

At that mont the Circle mbers seized the opportunity, their survival instincts kicking in. In the confusion, they bolted toward a hidden passage at the far end of the room, disappearing into its shadows.

Ethan, however, remained calm. His eyes didn't follow the fleeing Circle mbers—he could sense their movents, feel the fear coursing through their veins. They could run, but they wouldn't escape him. For now, his focus was on the swarm of attackers converging on him. Ethan adjusted his stance, gripping his staff tightly, ready for the inevitable clash.

Within minutes the n were all defeated.

Then ethan moved swiftly through the secret passage, his steps echoing in the dimly lit corridor. The air grew colder as he advanced, the faint sound of hurried whispers guiding him toward the end of the tunnel. He erged into a vast, circular chamber illuminated by a pale, eerie light. The room was lined with intricate carvings on the walls, symbols Ethan couldn't decipher but could feel radiating with energy.

At the center of the room stood the master of the Circle.

He had discarded his formal attire and now donned a strange, ceremonial uniform adorned with shimring tallic threads that seed to pulse like veins. His hands glead with multiple rings, each etched with runes that glowed faintly.

The air around him crackled with a palpable energy, making the hairs on Ethan's arms stand on end.

At that mont the master turned to face Ethan, his expression calm yet nacing.

"So, you made it through," he said, his voice deeper and carrying an unnatural echo. "Impressive, but this is where your little crusade ends."

At that mont Ethan's sharp eyes caught the faint flicker of light around the master's hands. There was no denying it—this man wasn't ordinary. A power unlike anything he had encountered seed to flow through him now, dark and ancient, as though it had been waiting for this mont.

However Ethan tightened his grip on his staff, his expression unreadable.

"It seems I'm not the only one with secrets," he remarked, his voice steady despite the tension in the room. His gaze locked with the master's, and for the first ti, Ethan realized that this fight wouldn't be easy, however he's going to win.

At that mont the five mbers of the Circle erged from the shadows, each clad in their ceremonial uniforms, their symbols radiating an ominous light. Their movents were synchronized, their presence commanding as if the entire room bent to their will. The air felt heavier, thick with power and tension.

Still Ethan remained unfazed, his grip firm on his staff, his posture relaxed but alert.

At that mont the old master of the Silver family sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

"You're arrogant, Ethan. You have no idea what true power looks like. Whatever tricks you hold, the Circle has mastered them a hundred tis over. You're a fool to stand against us."

At that mont Ethan t his gaze, his expression calm but unyielding. With deliberate force, he stamped his staff on the floor once more. Imdiately the ground trembled underfoot, the vibrations echoing through the chamber like a pulse.

"I've heard enough," Ethan said, his voice carrying an edge of defiance.

"You say you're ten tis more powerful than ? Then prove it. Show what you're capable of."

The challenge hung in the air for a mont before the Circle moved as one.

Without another words they charged forward, their steps eerily silent despite the speed and force behind them.