............"Disgusting little shits," Archbishop muttered, holding his beloved staff in his hand, ready to make the criminals suffer a little."Die, you fucking old man!" Suddenly, the man with scars on both his back and front lunged towards Archbishop, expecting the old man to be surprised by his swift attack."Way too slow," Archbishop muttered before swiftly turning his body towards the attacker. The scarred man was left terrified by the old man's next move."Bang! Crash! Ooaf!"Archbishop held his staff with both hands and swung it like a club, making direct contact with the scarred man's face. He was sent flying with such force that he slammed into the stone wall, blood and teeth flying from his mouth."What the hell was that? Is that even possible?" The other criminals, who were about to join the fight, stopped in their tracks, mouths hanging open in shock and fear."What, you pathetic little rats! Did you forget you're trapped in this cage like little mice, tsk... tsk!" The

............"So you really are the Mad Crimson Devil. I thought you had retired from the supernatural world, so why are you back?" The Faceless Killer's face drained of color as she spoke his name. She had doubted her eyes at first, but hearing his tone confirmed her suspicions.The Faceless Killer had been acting tough, believing that someone who had retired from the scene wouldn't return to action. She had heard rumors about his internal injury being the reason for his retirement. But seeing him healthy and full of energy now made her realize that the circulating information was complete bullshit."I really wanted to keep living in peaceful days, but someone had to go and poke their noses where they don't belong, forcing me to come out of retirement. Don't you think I need to teach them a lesson for bringing me from peaceful days to the battlefield again?" Archbishop Deniel spoke with a hint of nostalgia, as if reminiscing about past days before he donned his trench coat once mor

............"Let's welcome old Head Chauhan, my dear. Make sure he understands the misery he faces in death," Elowen Everglen gestured toward her son, Eirik Everglen, before gracefully descending from the balcony to the ground below.Eirik Everglen followed suit, his forest-green eyes devoid of emotion, a crown of intertwined vines adorning his crimson hair, with hints of chestnut-brown peeking through to indicate recent changes to his appearance.Led by Elowen Everglen, Eirik, along with dozens of her family men, followed her towards Old Man Chauhan, accompanied by their beasts.Meanwhile, Old Man Chauhan was already in a rage, mutilating any beasts that crossed his path."Crash... Slash... Hiss...!" The beasts roared in agony as they were mercilessly hacked to death by the furious old man before they could even retaliate."Ahhhh...!" Chauhan's twenty men fought fiercely alongside their leader, despite sustaining injuries. They worked together, dispatching one beast after another.

............"Mother, he's dead," Eirik announced cheerfully as he approached the old man and checked for signs of life."Really? Yes... finally, we've gotten rid of this pesky old man," Elowen Everglen exclaimed upon hearing her son's words, her eyes gleaming with excitement."Send this old shit body back to the Chauhan family. We need to make sure to warn the others what happens when someone crosses our path," Elowen instructed her son before turning on her heel and striding back to her mansion in large excited strides......In the Verdiara City, In the police department office, Aeliana Chouhan sat reading a report, feeling a dryness in her throat. She reached for her favorite cup, but as she grabbed it, there was a sudden crash."Crashhhh...Huh...!"The cup, which had never slipped from her hand before, suddenly fell to the floor and shattered into pieces, leaving her stunned."What's going on? This never happened to me before, so why now?" she muttered to herself as she squatte

............After the Pope and Archbishop were done, Rajendra and Tristan, along with other family servants, stepped forward, bowing in unison before wishing Old Man eternal rest in God's grace.Then, the grand funeral procession proceeded ahead.All the ancestors and elders were given eternal rest in the Garden of God's Grace, a tomb overseen by the sacred temple and reserved for those who had rendered meritorious services for the sake of their God Elandor or the country.Old Man Chauhan was also allowed to rest eternally in the Garden of God's Grace.Located at the south side of the city, a few miles away from the Lumara Family Grounds, the Ancient Tomb stood tall with the vestiges of old.The Garden of God's Grace, a symbol of honor and reverence for those laid to rest within its sacred grounds.From the outside, it appeared as a grand structure adorned with intricate carvings and symbols of divine significance.Despite its purpose as a tomb, there is a palpable sense of holiness