Chapter 2542: Silvio Reed

Marcellus Lopez paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "What are you talking about? That I’m Silvio Reed?"

"Isn’t that so?" Julius Reed asked in return, keeping a suitable distance from Silvio Reed.

All around, there was still endless yellow sand without any boundary in sight.

"If I were Silvio Reed, why would I need to find someone to play a role?" Marcellus Lopez sighed helplessly, "Indeed, I’m not as skilled. I’ve been proclaiming to seek revenge against Silvio Reed, yet before I could see him, I was almost killed."

After speaking, he lowered his head helplessly.

He remained silent.

"You are Silvio Reed."

Julius Reed kept repeating this statement.

"What will it take for you to believe me? I’m curious why you suspect that I’m Silvio Reed?" Marcellus Lopez’s skull kept moving, seemingly to prove his innocence. Not only did it not come forward, but it retreated, "Although Silvio Reed is insidious and cunning, I believe he doesn’t compare to the ferocity of that blood just now. Do you think he could defeat me in a sandstorm?"

"Though he has hidden away for thousands of years, I haven’t been idle either. My power only feels at a loss when facing an ancient god like the one earlier. Silvio Reed should think twice before trying to kill me."

"Do you think my tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers in the sand are just for show?"

He raised his hand, and countless skeleton soldiers swiftly appeared around.

"You are Silvio Reed."

Julius Reed repeated once more.

No matter how Marcellus Lopez explained, he didn’t seem to believe it.

"What more do you want me to prove? Now I’m not your match, my life was saved by you. Tell me, what do you want?" Marcellus Lopez was very angry, as if insulted.

He was very impatient, ready to explode.

After all, he was the General King of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!

A presence of grandeur back in the day.

"I said it. You are Silvio Reed." Julius Reed repeated once more.

The yellow sand filled the sky, and it was very quiet inside.

Besides the sound of the wind, there was no other sound.

The martial artists outside stared intently at the sand, first seeing a flash of golden light, then a blood mist scattered.

After that, there was no movement.

What happened inside, they didn’t know.

Curiosity filled the crowd.

Since the legendary Silvio Reed appeared, and now a monster with endless sand has arrived.

Earlier, the blind man went in again.

Whether they fought or not, everyone was eager to know.

But inside the sand, it was surprisingly quiet.

"What will it take for you to believe me? Or are you doing this on purpose?" Marcellus Lopez was on the edge of exploding.

"You are Silvio Reed." Julius Reed again repeated the same sentence.

No matter what you said, he only had this one sentence.

"Haha." Marcellus Lopez suddenly laughed, bursting into hearty laughter. "Yes, I am Silvio Reed, are you satisfied?"

"You are Silvio Reed."

Julius Reed still spoke mechanically.

"Enough already!"

Marcellus Lopez blasted a punch!

Bam!

The Julius Reed in front of him exploded directly!

Turning into a pool of blood mist!

"How could this be..." Marcellus Lopez was very surprised.

This blind man couldn’t be killed so easily.

"I told you, you are Silvio Reed."

The voice of Julius Reed came again from behind him.

"Marcellus Lopez would not do such a thing, the only person who could is Silvio Reed."

"You might not know how much Marcellus Lopez hates you! Just hearing the name Silvio Reed is enough to disgust him. But you keep arguing, as if Marcellus Lopez was unwilling to submit, but in reality, you exposed yourself."

Julius Reed folded his hands behind his back, speaking calmly, "Just like if you said I was Jesse River, I would find it disgusting!"

"Worthy to be my disciple." Marcellus Lopez’s flesh and blood gradually appeared on his body.

Becoming a middle-aged man.

Still wearing armor, standing in the yellow sand.

"Is this your true face? It seems we meet again. But I can’t recognize you. This isn’t the old man I’ve worked with for thousands of years." Julius Reed’s tone carried mockery.

"You are very good at sarcasm. Did you learn that on your own?" Silvio Reed smiled, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Among my three thousand disciples, having someone like you proves I’ve been very successful." He pointed to Julius Reed: "I’m proud of you!"

"But I don’t think so." Julius Reed shook his head and said, "I feel deceived. Your reputation, Silvio Reed, is quite good. Whether it’s Dragon Dance or Trent Marsh, they evaluate you as a benevolent ruler. I’m curious, isn’t it tiring to act for so long?"

"I never claimed to be a benevolent ruler. But I wasn’t acting; I was just doing what a king should do."

Silvio Reed said very lightly, "It’s just those fools that don’t see my ambition. After a series of battles with heavy casualties, my left and right hands, my brothers, all wanted to enjoy the present prosperity. No one was willing to continue building the grand enterprise with me!"

"What do you think I can do? The world is stable, but only temporarily! For the sake of interest, it will fall into endless chaos again! To achieve stability in the world, to have a stable martial arts world! There’s only one way, and that is unification!"

Silvio Reed spread his arms, loudly saying, "Unification! If I become the ruler of this world, there will be no slaughter, no war! The world will have peace!"

"You have seen it in the five thousand years after the Wayland era; you did everything a benevolent ruler should do, but did anyone remember your grace? Rebellions kept arising, there was even collusion within to drug and overthrow you! Julius Reed, you have been king for over five thousand years; you should know whether this model works!"

He finished, waiting for Julius Reed to respond.

"Indeed, you are right." Julius Reed nodded and said, "The human heart is never satisfied. But don’t speak so righteously when, in reality, you’re just greedy for power? To become the true overlord? Truly commanding?"

"Silvio Reed, stop justifying your ambition and desire. Honestly, doing so will erase any little respect I had for you."

Julius Reed spoke without any politeness.

Not caring at all that the person in front of him is Silvio Reed!

The founder of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance!

"Alright, my disciple has grown wings. Now, let the master give you one last lesson." Silvio Reed pointed at Julius Reed, smiling, "History is always written by the victors! As long as you win, as long as you sit at the top, then all your schemes and plots will be forgotten. Even if you’re bright, even if you’re upright! After your death, I can still ruin your reputation!"

"A thousand years later, young people will spit on your name! Call you a hypocrite, a schemer. But for me, they will have respect!"

"This is power; this is force! Disciple, you are good in every way but too idealistic, too relentless."

Silvio Reed suddenly asked curiously, "How did you know I would come here?"