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He said that as long as we defeat him, we can get through!

Geri stubbornly raised her head.

"Stubborn little brat...do you know what Demon means?" The Blood Brotherhood leader stared at Geri: "And...no one can hurt my brother and then act like nothing happened!"

Two spots of blood suddenly appeared in his pupils.

Geri's eyes seemed to be drawn by some strange force, staring into the other person's scarlet pupils, her expression blank, gradually turning into pain.

She tried desperately to look away, but it only felt like the other person's pupils were black holes, drawing her gaze in.

Beads of sweat, as big as beans, appeared on her forehead.

Finally, Geri let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from her lips.

The leader of the Blood Brotherhood defeated Geri with a strange and unexpected attack!

"Take her away!"

At this point, he spoke with the air of a victor.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing this, Ralph had no choice but to step forward. "Lord Roderick, please give me some face... let's just leave it at that."

He had to step up, otherwise the random team he'd assembled would completely lose morale.

Putting aside other factors, superhumans like Sulu, who joined halfway through their journey, would definitely scatter in all directions.

"Ralph, since when Ten-Fist Society been able to speak to me as an equal?"

The crimson in Roderick's pupils intensified.

"Ah!"

Ralph took a step back. In his line of sight, the president of the Blood Brotherhood opposite him seemed to have every hair transformed into a crimson python, biting his body fiercely.

Under the immense pressure, his knees slammed to the ground with a dull thud.

"Haha... What kind of Ten-Fist Society president is he? In front of our boss, he still has to kneel down obediently, doesn't he?"

In reality, everyone else only saw Ralph and Roderick exchange a glance before Lavrov knelt on the ground, seemingly begging for mercy, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Only Sulu's eyes flickered: '[An illusionist]?'

This is a third-tier profession that uses powerful mental abilities to create illusions, often capable of harming people invisibly.

Although Geri and Ralph are second-tier professionals, they are more physical-oriented and have no particular strengths in mental aspects, so it is only natural that they were caught off guard.

--If it were a [Fist Fighter] or another spellcasting class, even if they were only at the second tier, they might not have achieved such good results.

"Hmph... Consider this a lesson for you. Hand over that woman as compensation to my brother, and we'll call it even."

Roderick stared at his long, slender fingers and spoke slowly.

"Enough!"

Sulu stepped forward and helped Ralph up.

"Huh?"

Roderick, on the other side, exclaimed in surprise, feeling that his illusion magic had no effect whatsoever on the hook-nosed man.

'Such high mental strength! A third-tier spellcaster?'

"Ah... Roderick, how dare you?"

Ralph snapped out of his daze, his face flushed with anger.

If he hadn't been careless, how could his opponent have so easily tricked him? In a real fight, he wouldn't be staring into his opponent's eyes.

"Don't be impulsive!" Sulu pulled Geri up again. "You are no match for him!"

"Okay! Very good! I've got it."

Geri glared at Roderick with hatred, her lips bloodshot, a trickle of blood running down the corner of her mouth.

"Your name..."

Roderick ignored her completely, his eyes fixed on Sulu.

"Beru!"

Sulu smiled and used his alias as a shield.

"I've got it. You're qualified for the core, but they aren't! Let's go!"

Roderick turned and left, the other Blood Brotherhood helping the unfortunate man along as they slowly departed.

Compared to the Demon Ancient Mansion, this minor conflict on the outskirts attracted almost no attention.

"Beru... you're actually a Tier 3, Expert-level professional?"

Of the remaining members of the Ten-Fist Society, Mondo was the first to react. He took a few steps forward, seemingly wanting to give Sulu a hard pat on the shoulder, but then hesitated.

After all, Sulu's previous "aloof" persona was still quite effective.

No one wants to leave a bad impression on such a 'master'.

Geri, on the other hand, looked at Sulu with a puzzled expression, examined his face more closely, and then turned her head away.

'A woman's intuition... it's terrifying... but it's also related to the fact that my appearance and voice haven't changed much. That's a weakness of the second generation of the Crow Mask...'

Sulu could only sigh inwardly after seeing this.

"Brother Beru... I won't say much more in terms of thanks. From today onwards, the Ten-Fist Society owes you a favor!"

Ralph said earnestly.

Mondo, on the other hand, watched anxiously from the sidelines.

A Tier 3 professional!

If they were to actually join the Ten-Fist Society, they would be considered one of the largest supernatural organizations in Charles City.

Unfortunately, Sulu had no such idea at all.

Ralph wasn't stupid, so he didn't bring up that matter. Instead, he asked, "What's the next step?"

"It seems... the core of the Ancient Mansion has already been reserved by powerful forces. Those who aren't strong enough really shouldn't enter the core... people will die."

Sulu said, "As for me... I'll go check out the Ancient Mansion; perhaps... I'll have a chance!"

"Then let's break up here!"

Ralph turned his men around, intending to try their luck in the Black Forest.

Getting closer to the Ancient Mansion has its advantages; who knows, Curio or extraordinary material might just fall right in front of him.

"Well then... goodbye!"

The dozen or so people greeted each other and then went their separate ways.

Geri walked at the back, gazing in the direction of the Ancient Mansion, then at Sulu's back, a look of doubt appearing in her eyes.

When Sulu arrived at the core, Bishop Hughes and the others had completed their final inspection of the Ancient Mansion: "Hmm... the power and foundation of this Ancient Mansion have weakened considerably, and it has entered the range where it can be purified."

Previously, the Federation and the Church did not take action, firstly because the other side did not launch attacks or Expansion its territory, thus posing little threat.

Secondly, it inherently contains powerful curse energy, making it difficult to purify while ensuring that this energy does not Expansion and cause disaster.

But now, Bishop Hughes has discovered that the power contained within the Demon Ancient Mansion has been greatly diminished, making it the perfect time to destroy it.

"Very good... The Federation has also requested that we submit anything related to that family..."

Harisi nodded.

Anguskin is a top-tier Demon family, and they are suspected of having communication with the Ancient Serpent Society, which worships the Ancient Great Serpent Ancient Serpent Society.

The Federation authorities Ancient Serpent Society and will not let any clue slip by.

"Bishop, you are an expert in this field, what do you think we should do?"

"I can't help but ask," Harisi asked humbly.

"The outer purification barrier has been set up. Next, I need a team of true elites to follow me deep into the Ancient Mansion and destroy its core!"

Hughes made a praying gesture.