Crowne arrived in front of the gate of the Doomsty city ruler’s mansion. His eyes were sharp, and his fists clenched in anger.
Several guards in armor exchanged glances. One of them quickly stepped forward, trying to stop Crowne.
"Stop, young man! Not just anyone ca—"
Slash!
Splatter!
One swing instantly cut the guard’s body in half. Blood splashed in every direction, and his body fell to the ground.
The other guards imdiately drew their weapons. Their faces turned pale from fear. They swallowed hard. No one dared to move after seeing their comrade sliced apart.
Two guards whispered to each other. One of them ran inside, while the rest pointed their weapons at Crowne.
"Stop! If you don’t, you’ll be in serious trouble! Reinforcents are coming! Surrender yourself!" shouted one of the guards.
Crowne kept walking calmly, his gaze sharp and fixed forward. He raised his hand and pointed at one of the guards.
Woosh!
A beam of laser light shot forward at extre speed, piercing through the chest of the guard. A second later, the man fell dead, killed by a single strike.
The remaining guards trembled in terror. They stepped back, yet still held onto their weapons tightly.
"Stop, bastard! You’ll be executed if you keep doing this! You’ll die!" yelled another guard.
Crowne seed completely indifferent to the threats. He continued walking until he stood only a few ters away from them.
The guards shook violently. One of them even wet himself. Crowne lifted his hand again, intending to kill the three remaining guards.
But then, a group of soldiers rushed out from inside. Dozens of reinforcents finally arrived.
The three guards smiled, thinking they had been saved. So even laughed mockingly at Crowne.
"You’re done for, bastard!" one of them cursed.
In an instant, the reinforcents ford up and stood in front of Crowne. All of them held their weapons, ready for battle.
"Drop your weapon! Surrender quietly, or we’ll use force," threatened one of the captains.
Crowne raised his hand. A mont later, a magic circle appeared beneath his feet. It expanded and glowed brightly.
Seeing that, the captain quickly ordered his n to shoot arrows. Dozens of arrows flew toward Crowne.
Clang!
Before they could reach him, every arrow was repelled and clattered to the ground. At that sa mont, Crowne’s beasts appeared— not just one, but fifty of them, including Soldier Rabbit and Doran.
The guards froze, staring wide-eyed at the massive number of beasts.
One of them pointed at a strange creature among them. "Wait... isn’t that... The Creator Omnivis?"
The others turned their heads and saw the creature in question. It looked like a black sli, more like a lump of tar, covered in dozens of eyes.
It looked far more like a monster than a beast, yet in truth, it was indeed a beast.
Beasts and monsters were similar in form. What separated them was their sanity and ability to be controlled.
As the soldiers stared at The Creator Omnivis, they swallowed hard. Their faces grew even paler. So even stepped back in fear.
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It was a creature equivalent to an S-rank adventurer— extrely powerful, and no one had ever truly defeated it before.
The soldiers trembled, but the captain stepped forward.
"Don’t be afraid! That must be an illusion. There’s no way any human could ta an S-rank creature. Don’t fall for it!" he shouted.
The soldiers looked at each other. They nodded in agreent with their captain’s words. Their confidence slowly returned as they raised their weapons again.
"Right! That’s definitely an illusion! There’s no way a human can ta an S-rank monster. And look at him— he has dozens of beasts! He’s not a god who can do that!" one of them added, trying to sound brave.
The others started to smile. So even laughed loudly, regaining their courage.
Seeing his n regain their confidence, the captain smirked. He raised his sword and pointed it toward Crowne.
"You think we’re afraid of your little illusion? We’re not fools," he mocked.
He was about to shout a command, but before a single word escaped his mouth—
Slash!
His head suddenly fell to the ground. Blood spurted from his neck, and his body collapsed monts later. The captain was dead, decapitated in an instant.
The soldiers stood frozen in horror, eyes locked on the rabbit standing on top of the captain’s corpse— the rabbit holding a weapon.
"Kill them," Crowne ordered coldly.
At once, all his beasts moved. They charged at the soldiers rcilessly, slaughtering them without hesitation. Blood painted the ground red.
anwhile, Crowne walked calmly into the mansion of the Doomsty city ruler.
"You must avenge Zurath’s death," Crowne muttered with burning rage.
**
Inside his room, Delon suddenly turned his head. He quickly got off the bed, grabbed a cloth, and wrapped it around his body.
"What’s wrong, my lord?" asked one of the won.
"Did we not satisfy you?" another asked softly.
Delon didn’t answer. He stood still, staring into the distance, frowning. He could feel a strange aura from that direction.
"What’s happening?" he muttered.
The three won stood up and pressed themselves against Delon, caressing his body seductively. One of them even crouched in front of his manhood and began to pleasure him.
But Delon suddenly grabbed her hair and kicked her face away.
"Shut up, you filthy sluts!" he roared.
The won scread and backed away in terror. None of them dared to speak. They knew how cruel he could be when angered— he would not hesitate to hurt those he slept with.
Delon stord toward the door and left the room. The won exchanged fearful glances but said nothing, frozen by fear.
He left them behind.
"What is going on?" Delon muttered again.
His hands trembled slightly, as if sensing danger. He hurried to the main hall to et his commanders.
He could feel it— this was no small matter. His instincts told him that sothing terrible was coming.
"Don’t tell there’s an intruder," Delon clenched his fists tightly. "If it’s the sa man who killed before..."
"If that’s true, I’ll hunt you down and kill you myself," he said firmly.
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