The situation is more serious than imagined!
When Mr. Smith headed to Lion Palace, he saw a completely different group of people — they were filled with the aura of the battlefield... No, it should be the unique aura of the 'Death Warriors'.
But, they were stronger than the 'Death Warriors' he rembered.
Moreover...
[Spirituality] is extrely active!
You must know that even if 'Death Warriors' possess [Spirituality], they are still lifeless.
It's impossible for them to be this active.
Even those labeled as 'geniuses' by ordinary people couldn't achieve this.
But this team of Death Warriors did it.
And it wasn't just one person who achieved it.
Every one of them did.
Especially the leader, who was so active it was unbelievable, entirely using the activity of [Spirituality] to stimulate the [Physique] into frantic growth.
As if there was no end to it.
If this had happened before, Mr. Smith would surely have figured out what was going on.
But now?
He just wanted to finish this mission quickly.
Then, take his wife and run away as far as possible.
He didn't even plan on staying in South Los.
Or rather, he wouldn't stay in South County at all.
He intended to take his wife directly to North County.
He wanted to stay away from 'Death'.
As for the promise to 'Death'?
Of course, he wouldn't forget; he didn't deny it, just that 'Death' hadn't stated the next mission?
He wasn't deliberately avoiding it.
It was just 'Death' hadn't found him to state the next mission.
He, Mr. Smith, was not soone to go back on his word.
Thinking of this, Mr. Smith quickened his pace.
And as the team of 'Death Warriors', who once brushed past this demigod, the leader suddenly halted.
"Mr. Cancer?"
The few 'Death Warriors' behind him simultaneously stopped.
"It's alright.
There was a strong guy that made uncomfortable who just passed by here."
The Death Warrior, nad 'Cancer' by Arthur, said so.
Then, they moved forward again.
He had his own mission, as instructed by Your Crown, he and other brothers had to subdue the entire gang power of the Inner Bay tonight.
If not...
He really wanted to test how strong that guy was just now.
The few 'Death Warriors' looked at each other.
They didn't see anyone just now.
It was always them moving forward here.
As for the distance?
Impossible.
Mr. Cancer said that guy passed through here.
'Did we not see him?
Or...'
These few 'Death Warriors' guessed, puzzled.
But there was no hesitation.
They followed 'Cancer', charged into the first target, watching the gang mbers using residences as strongholds, preparing firearms, swords, intending to take advantage of this chaos.
Watching their eager attempts.
'Cancer' squinted his eyes.
"Who are you?"
The leader yelled loudly.
'Cancer' did not answer; instead, he pointed to the ground beside him.
Snap!
The dungeon door hidden beneath a table shattered along with the table itself.
Revealing the bound won below.
They were naked, reeking of stench, so already deceased, and those alive were numb, with no light in their eyes.
"Bastards who take pleasure in slaughtering the weak &...
deserve to die."
'Cancer' glanced over and then raised a finger, directing it towards this gang's mbers.
The death qi condensed in the cellar instantly turned into a sharp edge, sweeping towards the present gang mbers.
Puff puff puff!
Amidst continuous cutting sounds, everyone was cut in half at the waist.
They did not die imdiately but began to crawl on the ground, wailing.
'Cancer' didn't spare them a glance, just snapped his fingers.
Snap snap snap!
All the ropes of the surviving won were untied.
Then, 'Cancer' along with the few 'Death Warriors' left.
Your Crown had said to subdue these gang mbers, but not all of them. So scum were unnecessary.
Your Crown had given a very generous death quota.
And the mont 'Cancer' left, the entire building began to burn.
No one ca out.
Those gang mbers died.
The won who could have lived also chose death.
This was their choice.
'Cancer' respected this kind of death.
The remaining eleven also nad by Arthur, 'Goat', 'Sagittarius', 'Taurus', etc., encountered similar situations.
Like 'Cancer', they annihilated these gangs more viciously.
Just like Your Crown often said —
My heart is ruthless when facing bad people; I can crush them to dust.
My conscience is not bad; I am always kind-hearted towards good people.
I should never be a bastard who reads sacred books yet can't manage affairs outside the window.
Since empathy cos from , then turning a blind eye shouldn't be .
Empathy is ; powerlessness shouldn't be .
Never let emotions consu you; when soone causes you inner turmoil, then...
Please rember that it must be the other party who is wrong
Although so words they didn't understand, they firmly believed that Your Crown was certainly right.
Thus, they struck even more ruthlessly.
And this brought bad luck to the gang mbers who prepared to fish in troubled waters.
One by one, without knowing what happened, they were knocked to the ground and then lost their lives.
They couldn't understand why these people were so ferocious.
Just like those innocents didn't understand why these gang mbers would target them.
But it was certain that blood was flowing, death was spreading, and wails were endless.
Tonight's Inner Bay was a sleepless night.
This made Mr. Smith even more convinced to leave quickly.
Even Inner Bay was in such chaos.
The next step would inevitably be the entire South County!
With 'Death's' style, it definitely would be like this!
So, Mr. Smith did not hesitate.
As soon as he approached the Lion Palace, he used one of his old tricks.
Although he was no longer Him, having lost the true divine power.
But if it was just so tricks, he still used them with ease.
"Go."
Mr. Smith shouted lowly.
Then suddenly raised his hand and slamd it heavily on the ground —
Snap!
The crisp sound stopped at once.
Then, returned to silence.
As if nothing ever happened.
But sowhere under the Lion Palace, the 'chanism Master' Kid was stunned.
He rembered he seed to have just walked through here.
The 'chanism Master', who resembled a bamboo worm, shook his head.
He confird.
He had just walked through here.
Then why did he end up here again?
Lost?
Impossible!
Who could get lost on a direct line walked more than a hundred tis?
"Hehe.
So cuties have arrived.
Is facing Renock not enough for you?
Then let satisfy you!
Just so...
I need more fresh flesh and blood!"
Mumbling, the 'chanism Master' closed his eyes and shook his head.
In the next mont, zombie miners, like chanical puppets, appeared from all directions.
Then, using their arms as support, like a conveyor belt, they sent the 'chanism Master' from the underground of the Lion Palace directly to the surface.
And only then did the 'chanism Master' open his eyes.
Seeing Mr. Smith not far away, the 'chanism Master' smiled —
"Nice flesh and blood!"
Saying this, the 'chanism Master' raised his hand, but Mr. Smith was faster.
Punching directly towards the 'chanism Master's' face.
"Power is enough, but speed is lacking, you..."
A shield, entirely made of tal, appeared, feeling the thickness of the shield, the 'chanism Master' felt particularly satisfied in his heart, but before he could finish his words, that fist smashed into his face.
Thump!
The 'chanism Master's' head shattered completely.
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