"Morris, when we get to Oakwood, take Xian and his family about 20 miles away. I'll join you once I'm done with my business," Klaus said to Morris.
After leaving the garden, he retrieved the Door and placed it in his inventory. Since it was a device, he could remove it quite easily.
Xian and his family had also packed their belongings, which were safely stored in Xian's space ring. A few hours later, the fifth day since Karsha hired the rcenaries arrived, so he began making plans.
"Are you sure? I can stay with you and let my shadows go with Xian's family," Morris said, but Karsha shook his head.
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"I'll be fine." Karsha had already struck gold with the quest he completed by killing the bandits. He received two items he really needed right now.
< Ding! Annihilation Quest Completed >
Rewards:
- Blood Fig Fruit
- Blood Extraction Soul Ring
He received two rewards. The first was a fruit that could be used for various purposes. As an alchemist, Karsha already knew exactly what he would use it for. When eaten raw, it grants berserker strength for a limited ti due to its pure blood essence.
This fruit contains a high concentration of blood essence, which, when consud, provides the user with temporary berserker strength. However, when used in alchemy, it can be used to concoct a variety of pills.
The second reward was a soul-grade space ring. Similar to the Nine Calamity Space Ring, this one has a single purpose: extracting blood. Karsha wouldn't have the ti to absorb his opponents' blood as he killed them on the battlefield.
At best, he could absorb it after the battle, but sitting among piles of corpses to absorb blood felt icky, and Karsha wasn't up for that—so the system provided a solution.
The new ring can extract blood directly from fallen opponents. The storage capacity is imnse, so Karsha doesn't have to worry about running out of space—though if he sohow managed to collect 20,000,000 liters of blood, it would reach its limit.
With this ring added to his collection, he could now extract the blood, soul, fear, and pain of his opponents.
"Alright, let's go." The flying boat appeared, and Karsha helped them aboard. Once they were settled, the boat sped away toward Oakwood City.
As Karsha and Xian's family left the village, people began gathering 40 kiloters from the city entrance. They wore the sa outfits as the n Karsha had kicked their balls five days earlier.
In addition to them, others arrived, eager to witness the impending action. These spectators stood at a distance from where the Bloodfiend rcenary Clan had gathered.
Nurous cultivators had assembled, either to fight or to watch. Many had prepared their recording tablets to capture the spectacle. Even from afar, so powerful figures observed, curious about who had dared to provoke the Bloodfiend rcenary Clan.
News of soone breaking the balls of seven Bloodfiend Clan mbers had spread far and wide, and everyone knew a major battle was imminent.
Perhaps in anticipation of teaching a lesson to the person who dared provoke their clan, thousands of mbers arrived early, flooding the area with their matching uniforms. Their blood boiled, pumping them with enough adrenaline to crush their opponent. However, after five hours with no sign of Karsha, they began to curse.
"I knew that coward wouldn't dare show up. Tsk, we just wasted our ti coming here," said a Bloodfiend Clan mber, not bothering to lower his voice.
"He's just a nobody who got lucky. I would have crushed him if I'd been one of those seven," another joined in.
"He wasted the Clan Leader's and the Elders' ti. Look, they're clearly annoyed." Many people turned and looked at ten Sages hovering 20 kiloters away, distancing themselves from the mbers emphasizing the hierarchy.
"If he doesn't co, I'll hunt him down and kill his entire family!" another mber shouted. But before anyone could respond, a voice ca from the city gate, followed by a strikingly handso young redhead. His hands were clasped behind him, walking like he was the master of the world.
"My family has nothing to do with this. Why don't you kill instead?" Karsha made no effort to conceal the sarcasm in his tone. He walked through the gate, and a few seconds later, a flying boat sped out from behind him.
Many were startled, and quite a few looked envious. Karsha was sure so would abandon the battle and chase after the boat, but he wasn't the least bit concerned. They could chase it to their doom.
"So, you're the brat who insulted the Bloodfiend Clan?" ca a voice from one of the ten Sages hovering in the air.
"That would be ," Karsha replied nonchalantly.
"Prepare to die!" the person shouted. "Bloodfiends, this is the one who insulted your dignity. Today, use his blood to wash away the sha he brought upon you. Cut him to pieces to send a ssage to anyone planning to do the sa. Show him who he has provoked!"
Thousands of Bloodfiend mbers unsheathed their weapons. So drew swords, others wielded axes, massive hamrs, bows, and arrows—every kind of weapon—and prepared to charge.
All around, people drew in sharp breaths as they waited for the clash. Many couldn't help but wonder: why would an entire clan co after a single Grandmaster-stage expert? Karsha hadn't concealed his cultivation level, so everyone could see it clearly.
However, noticing how calm he was, without reaching for a weapon or showing the slightest panic, they started questioning if he was hiding his strength—or if he was simply overconfident.
Those who had witnessed him dominate the seven Bloodfiends five days earlier remained silent, so instinctively clutching their balls. The screams they'd heard still echoed in their minds, making them wary.
Fifty kiloters away, four figures stood atop a mountain, observing the events unfolding at the city gate. Outwardly, they appeared normal, but in truth, they were the most terrifying figures in Oakwood City—the leaders of the four great families and the strongest beings in the city. They were the only Great Sages in Oakwood.
"This kid is not simple," one of the Great Sages remarked.
"Indeed. Look at how he faces them—there's not a hint of fear in his eyes," another replied.
"He should be careful, though. Even if he could fight Sages, he couldn't handle ten at once. Either he's not alone, or he's courting death," the third chid in, a glimr of unease visible in his gaze.
"Either way, I'm ready for so action. Maybe today these degenerates would finally et their match. I even heard one of their bandit affiliates was wiped out a few days ago. If I weren't skeptical, I'd say this kid was the culprit," the last person said with a carefree tone.
"Let's just watch the show; it's about to start." They all focused on the battlefield, eager for entertainnt. People like them had little to occupy their ti, so witnessing an event like this was thrilling.
"Brat, do you have any last words?" one of the Sages asked, pointing at Karsha with eyes burning with rage.
Karsha smiled, then, in an icy, sarcastic tone, said, "I have just one thing to say: thank you for gathering all your cannon fodder within a 2-kiloter radius for ." In a blink, Karsha appeared behind a headless body.
"Domain."
His domain expanded, encasing every Bloodfiend except the ten Sages. They were far from the Saints, so they weren't affected. Spears shot forward, and blood began to spray.
Karsha didn't even lift a finger; he simply blinked to the edge of the domain, watching as the 1,000 Saints, 1,500 Semi-Saints, and 2,000 Grandmaster-stage cultivators scread in agony. The first, second, and third variations activated.
The Grandmasters and below succumbed within 10 seconds. The Semi-Saints and Saints managed to endure the onslaught for a few seconds longer, but with fire raging in the domain and spears raining down, they too quickly fell.
Karsha collected their fear, pain, blood, and souls without batting an eye. His hatred was evident in his gaze. The bandits who killed Xian's father were affiliated with this Clan, and seeing Xian's family mourn had only fueled his fury—they all deserved to die.
Boom!
An attack struck the domain, but not even a crack appeared. Instead of expanding the domain to a full 4-kiloter radius, Karsha compressed it to 3 kiloters, strengthening it further. The Sages' attacks from outside were utterly ineffective.
They were shocked to see all their minions enclosed within the dark domain. Not only the Sages but the spectators and the four Great Sages were astonished as well. Those outside could neither see nor hear anything happening inside—not even the Great Sages; they were all blind and deaf to the horrors within the domain.
BOOM!
Another attack landed on the domain.
Inside, Karsha smiled, satisfied with the carnage. He lowered the intensity of the fire so the bodies wouldn't burn, leaving only bones and skin drained of blood. After a minute, Karsha nodded and deactivated the domain.
As the domain lifted, everyone took a few steps back, chills running down their spines. Karsha looked at the ten Sages with a sly smile. "What are you waiting for? Co at ," he taunted.
An ordinary-looking sword sheath appeared in his hands, and his smile widened.
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