By the time they emerged, those people's skins had begun to rot. Pus oozed from their skin, and blood trickled out of their mouths. They were going to die soon. "Go after them! Don't let them get away!" Two of the masked killers went after Natasha and the others. However, before they could even get past the door, a flash of light sliced their heads off cleanly. "I'm your opponent." Dustin stood in front of the door regally, holding a broken sword. Even the poisonous gas seemed afraid to go near him."Kill him! We need to avenge Gray Ghoul!"With a loud cry, the killers charged toward Dustin. They utilized everything from weapons to poison and curses. "None of you will escape today!" Dustin humphed before joining the fray, starting the bloody battle. Meanwhile, in the gardens, Natasha and everyone else were running in the blizzard. They left trails of footprints on the snowy ground. "None of them seemed to have caught up to us. We should be safe now." Ruth was panting after
"Stop, you fucking mongrels!" Abigail yelled. She could not stand the sight of Ivy and Maria being assaulted by those beasts any longer. "Awe, don't rush us, darling. You'll get your turn after we're done with these two." The men grinned sickeningly. Their predatory gazes were glued to Abigail. "You're taking things too far!" Abigail was furious and unsheathed her dagger. She charged toward the men. The men were taken off guard. They couldn't steer clear of her attacks quickly enough. Her blade left several cuts on them as they jerked backward. "How dare you interrupt our fun! We'll fuck you first!" The men were pissed. They were about to draw their swords, but Marlon stopped them. "Woah, how can you guys treat a lady like that?" He approached Abigail with a small smile. "Honey, you should queue up if you want your turn with us." "Fuck off, or you're dead!" Abigail threatened. "Awe, don't be like that. I mean no harm. Just hand me that dagger. It's too dangerous for you." M
"Let me go!" Abigail flung her father's hand aside angrily. "You might be a coward, but I will never bow down to them like you do!"She could leave now, but what about Natasha and the others? Was she supposed to abandon her friends and run away? She could never do that!"Abigail, as long as you're alive, there's always a chance for you to seek revenge!" Mr. Robinson advised."You can leave if you want to, but don't tell me what to do!" Abigail snapped cooly. She despised her spineless father; he bowed down to others no matter what. He had never once acted like a man. Others had made fun of her all her life because of his timid actions. Therefore, she'd sworn that no matter what, she would never lose her dignity! "Stop being so stubborn, Abigail. Let's go!" Mr. Robinson tugged at Abigail anxiously. "I told you not to tell me what to do! Scram!" Abigail shoved her father, and the man fell to the ground.Marlon grinned at the sight. "You should have listened to your father, darl
Abigail, Natasha, and the others were devastated. They knew that the force Marlon used was enough to kill his opponent. Even the strongest martial artist would have died on the spot from that attack. There was no way Mr. Robinson was fine. "That piece of shit dirtied my clothes." Marlon tried to dust the blood off his pants legs, disgusted."I'll kill you!" Abigail howled. She grabbed her dagger and charged toward Marlon. Marlon sneered and grabbed her wrist, effectively pressing her onto the ground. "No one's going to interrupt us now, honey. Let's do it here." Grinning perversely, he tore off her jacket, exposing her voluptuous figure. "Fuck off!"Abigail slammed her knee into Marlon's groin with all her might, her eyes bloodshot. "Aargh!" Marlon wailed. His face was twisting in pain. "You bitch! How dare you harm me! I'm going to kill you!" He pulled out his sword and swung it toward her. The blade was going to slice through her, but a bloody hand appeared from nowher
"What?" Everyone gaped incredulously at the bloody mist that used to be Marlon.Marlon was a Divine-level martial artist strong enough to take all of them down effortlessly. However, a finger was all Mr. Robinson needed to kill him. How terrifying! Was this really the cowardly old man they all knew? "Run!" Once they got over the shock, the group of large men spun around and began to flee. They had no idea what had happened, but they knew Mr. Robinson was far stronger than expected. Marlon had been killed easily, so there was no way they'd stand a chance against that man. "You shouldn't have done all that if you were afraid of dying." Mr. Robinson waved his hand casually, and the men immediately burst apart. They turned into a bloody mist. "Uh …" Everyone was shocked by the sight, especially Abigail. Her eyes were wide open. She couldn't believe that her cowardly father had suddenly turned so strong. "Wow, he really kept his skills well hidden!" Dustin, who had just arrived, ga
"Hurry! Let's head over to the banquet hall!" Hector ordered immediately."No need. I've taken care of it." Dustin emerged from the darkness. His white clothes were stained red as some murderous air lingered on him. "That's good." Hector sighed in relief before asking, "Dustin, did you catch sight of the Dark Lord?""Not yet?" Dustin shook his head. "As long as the Dark Lord is alive, our family will be in danger. All members of the Harmon family, listen up! Split yourself into groups of five and root him out!" Hector commanded. "There's no need for that. I'm already here." Just then, a sinister voice spoke out. Everyone turned and saw a man standing proudly on the gazebo nearby. He wore a black cape and a mask that covered half of his face. The air surrounding the man was so poisonous that the ring of plants around him had already withered. Even the snow that fell on his body turned black. "The Dark Lord?" The Harmon family instantly had their guards up and their weapons
"What?" Everyone was shocked as they watched Dylan land on the ground. The way he had leaped into the air tricked everyone into thinking that he had a winning chance against the Dark Lord. However, his opponent was able to get rid of him effortlessly, shocking the crowd. "Dylan!" Jacob paled. He rushed over to hold his son up. "I slipped, Dad …" Dylan forced out before his head fell to one side as he passed out. Jacob was tongue-tied. He couldn't believe how stubborn his son was. "How could he act so foolishly when he's so weak? Does the Harmon family have no one else to send?" At the gazebo, the Dark Lord sneered at them scornfully. "Don't be cocky. We'll deal with you!" A voice was heard as nine people emerged from the group of people. There was a mix of men and women, as each of them were powerful fighters well-known in the martial world. Without doing much, they gave off immense pressure on those around them. "To tell you the truth, these are skilled martial artists we hi
As if they had been struck by a train, the remaining five fighters were brutally thrown backward and landed in a pile of snow. Some died, while others were severely injured, and none of them were able to stand up again. "What? The nine fighters lost?" The Harmon family was devastated to see that the skilled fighters they spent a hefty amount to hire hadn't even been able to touch a hair on the Dark Lord's head. "Who's up next?" The Dark Lord stood at the same gazebo, and he peered down at those useless fools. "Even those nine fighters lost to him. There's no way anyone could win against him." The Harmon family exchanged fearful glances, none of them daring to step forward. Was this the end of the Harmon family?"The two of us will have some fun with you, Dark Lord." Suddenly, a grave voice broke the silence. Everyone turned to see two shadows emerging from the sky, nimbly making their way toward them. They moved as stealthily as a cat, making it hard for others to spot them.