"Commander, the riot has started again!"
"Those lowlifes seem to have an Awakener inciting them from behind the scenes! Their strength is wrong!"
Inside the resplendent hall, the lights shone brightly.
Heggs wiped his mouth coldly and looked at the flames outside the window.
The long dining table before him shook.
Even without his subordinates' reports, he could hear the commotion in the Inner City.
"Inciting them?"
Heggs sneered and picked up a piece of velvet silk to wipe his mouth.
After several riots in a row, even though he normally didn't care about such trivial matters, the interruption to his meal still inexplicably roused a surge of anger in his heart.
A bunch of damned ants from the bottom.
It seemed that the suppression during the day hadn't frightened these trash at all!
It didn't matter who was causing trouble behind the scenes. With absolute confidence in his strength, Heggs waved his hand and issued a cold order like a superior.
"Go. Have the Butcher act!"
"Half an hour from now, I want to see the instigator's scalp placed on the dining table!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the subordinate in a black suit shuddered, then lowered his head and hurried out.
The Butcher was one of the Third Order experts in the Black Gold Safe Zone.
Although he couldn't be considered the strongest, his attacks were exceptionally cruel. Unlike other Third Order experts, who simply killed without bothering to waste extra effort, he took particular pleasure in tormenting his victims.
The Butcher, who enjoyed torturing people to death, was practically the nightmare of most of the people at the bottom in this region.
Three minutes later, inside a dim factory.
Hearing the task assigned to him by the commander, a young man who had been carefully cutting