Arrogantly Crush Them!

The Central Square of the Dark Night City.

At this time, only William was present.

Directly opposite him was the strongest of the younger generation, Prince Allen, who at only 37 years old had already reached the Grandmaster level.

certainly.

Behind him were two High-Class Elven Prince and two Elven Princess.

These people were all arrogantly saying that he shouldn't have come back, and that there was something wrong with how his bloodline was being used, etc.

As for Lotner?

He wanted to help.

But before he could even make a move, he was seized by dozens of Personal Guard and taken away.

Someone wanted to help William.

For example, his mother's former Personal Guard were now being kept outside the square by other people's Personal Guard and couldn't get in at all.

now.

The entire square had been sealed off by the princes' and princesses' Personal Guard.

The treehouses, tree holes, and branches all around were filled with ordinary Elf who looked at the lonely Prince William with pity.

They wanted to say something, but didn't know how to begin.

Or rather...

They had no way of getting involved in the internal power struggles within the Elf Royal Family.

In this so-called square.

It's more like a courtroom.

These Elven Prince and princesses are the so-called judges!

William stood in this unfamiliar city, receiving countless strange looks from people.

At this moment, Allen was still sneering, "Leave. Don't look at me like that. We are all princes, but the filthy blood in your veins will always be a mistake."

"Is this all you wanted to say to me?" William raised an eyebrow and continued, "If that's all, then step aside."

"What?" Allen walked step by step to his side, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "To see your half-dead mother?"

William stared at him expressionlessly, wisps of Electric Arc crackling on his skin. "Say it again!"

"You dare use your Battle Aura in front of me? Then I should really teach you a lesson on behalf of your deceased father, you ill-mannered bastard!" Allen suddenly roared and slapped William across the face.

But just as everyone's mouths dropped open, thinking that Allen was about to slap William down...

William suddenly raised his left hand.

He gripped Allen's outstretched hand tightly!

Allen was quite surprised by William's strength. His own body blazed with fiery red battle Battle Aura as he coldly shouted, "Let go!"

but.

Inside this so-called courtroom, William's calm voice rang out...

"You're Grandmaster?"

"The kind made of piled-up Magic Potion??"

As soon as he finished speaking...

Allen was utterly enraged; a dazzling flame erupted from his body, instantly engulfing William completely.

And the next second.

William's eyes shot out two beams of light that were as solid as lightning, which pierced through Pierce humanoid fire shield. Even though Allen's left hand was grabbed by William, he still managed to dodge the attack.

However, the Elven Prince behind him were Laser Lightning beams immediately and were sent flying backwards for hundreds of meters like cannonballs.

Allen, his face contorted with rage, was about to strike again.

William's left hand suddenly clenched.

Click!

Click!

A piercing scream rang out.

The Battle Aura Shield on Allen, who was at the Master Tier, had been extinguished. He knelt down in front of William, looked up at his left hand, which had been crushed into a pulp, with fear in his eyes.

"Let go, let go, let me go..." Allen cursed, spitting as he spoke.

William, however, squinted at the Elven Prince seemed afraid of pain, and murmured, "You're afraid of pain?"

"Let me go!"

"Sizzle."

"My hand, my hand! You're dead! You're dead!" Allen couldn't believe that William had forcibly ripped his left hand off.

Flesh and bones lay before him.

He simply couldn't believe it!

Indescribable pain filled his nerves.

He wanted to rebel; he wanted to prove his formidable fighting prowess.

He knew, he knew how he had tortured and killed those trashy, Dark Creatures.

He knew how to deal with those seemingly powerful Magical Beast.

He couldn't believe that a mere High-Class Professional could defeat him!

However.

When William punched him, leaving half his face a bloody mess, his mindset gradually changed...

"Devil, you are Demon, you are a terrifying Dark Creatures, save me, someone save me!" Allen cried pitifully as he tried to crawl out.

He even forgot that he was a Grandmaster who could fly.

But William stepped on his back and punched him again.

Bang!

Allen's entire head was smashed into the ground.

The back of his head even caved in.

But by this time...

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer.

One of Allen's Grandmaster Personal Guard gripped his longsword tightly and, like Wind Blade, instantly appeared before him.

But William, standing in the center of the square, still did not lift his foot.

He didn't even try to avoid the longsword that was stuck in his body. He used a method of exchanging injury for injury, punching the Grandmaster so hard that his head was bleeding and he was sent flying dozens of meters away!

William is starting to understand.

He looked around, at the elves whose eyes were filled with Elf.

Someone is taking advantage of me.

Or rather...

Someone wanted to use themselves to tell the Black Leaf Elf that if they continued to live peacefully, they would eventually become a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

And just as William was about to beat Allen up...

A faint voice suddenly rang out from afar.

A figure appeared, looking at William with cold eyes. "Stop. That's enough. They're young. They'll realize their mistakes later. Let go. Go see your mother."

But William gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Why, you think I can just stop whenever you want?"

"Are you his father?"

"Am I his father? Does that mean I have to forgive this idiot?" William roared, Thunder Light crackling from his fist.

Bang!

That punch!

He slammed the hammer down on Allen's head once more.

The immense force caused the ground within a radius of several hundred meters to tremble.

"What are you doing, damn it, are you insane?!" The man was almost stunned; he never expected William to make a move again.

And he killed Allen with just one punch!

They really killed them.

One punch blew his head apart.

This was an Epic Tier powerhouse who instantly appeared beside William, attempting to preserve Prince Allen's soul.

but.

William's momentum, however, continued to surge at this moment.

His body radiated even more intense Thunder Light, his eyes turned silver-white, and he instantly unleashed a Soul Shockwave.

Bang!

The smoke cleared and the clouds dispersed.

The dust has settled.

The Epic Tier powerhouse who blocked the Soul Shockwave trembled with rage, because William had directly used a soul technique to obliterate Prince Allen's soul.

At this time.

Countless shouts erupted from all directions.

In just a few seconds.

The sky was almost filled with Legendary and Epic Tier Elf.

Some of them looked at William with angry eyes, even eyes that seemed to want to kill him.

Yet some people still looked at him with expressions of admiration, even as if they wanted to burst out laughing...

only.

Our Lord of Dawn paid no heed to their gazes, merely scoffing, "Oh? This good-for-nothing is the future heir to the Elven King?"

"Not so great, huh? I could easily crush him at High-Class. Now that I've reached the Grandmaster, does that mean I'm also a candidate for the Elven King?"

One person instantly appeared in front of William, but another person also came to William's side, pulling William back with their arm and cautiously watching the guy in front of them.

The former was a middle-aged Elf man. He slowly picked up Allen's headless corpse, looked deeply at William, and did not attack immediately. As he turned away, he said, "William, you will die!"

"Domain Warrior?" William countered.

The middle-aged Elf was Allen's father, of the same Royal Bloodline, a former prince, and of the same generation as Alice.

The man turned his head with a sneer, "What, scared? Giving them a chance to hone their skills is enough. Since you've gone for the kill, don't blame me for settling scores with you later."

William sneered in return, "Do you think I'm easily intimidated? You're a hundred-year-old piece of trash; how many people have you actually killed?"

I'm Grandmaster at 19 this year, and I've killed over 100,000 Dark Creatures alone.

Do you think I'm the kind of guy who's never experienced a life-or-death battle?

Believe it or not, next year I'll be at your level and then I'll crush you, you old dog!

All sorts of profanity, vulgar language, and even pretentious talk!

It instantly choked the surrounding Elf with its power.

Only then did they realize how young William was, yet his Talent and the speed of his growth were truly unbelievable.

More importantly...

They had no idea that William's murderous intent was so strong!

This young Half-Elf has now become a ruthless executioner.

Before the latter could even erupt in fury and retaliate...

The man who had been standing behind William spoke up. "Enough talk, let's go. Today's matter needs the Elven King to handle."

He was none other than Doglitt, the last Personal Guard still serving Alice!

The same Epic Tier domain powerhouse.

If it weren't for him, Old Man Allen would definitely have intervened.

William could only grin; there was nothing he could do. The best course of action now was to meet with the Elven King.

However.

Just as everyone was preparing to meet the Elven King.

The true ruler of the Blackleaf Forest suddenly tore through space and arrived at the Central Square in one step.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" The hundreds of thousands of Black Leaf Elf bowed in reverence the moment he appeared, even William was no exception.

The Elven King always maintained the appearance of a middle-aged man, with a handsome face, deep eyes, and wearing a brown robe, which was similar to William's aesthetic.

He first glanced at Allen's headless corpse, then walked up to William, and in front of everyone, reached out and patted William's head, chuckling, "You have a fiery temper and are decisive in killing. You little guy are more like our ancestors than we are."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Even Allen's father looked at his son in disbelief and exclaimed, "Your grandson has been murdered! He's been murdered!"

The Elven King glanced at him indifferently. "Is it something to brag about for Grandmaster to be killed by High-Class?"

"But..." Old Man Allen was speechless.

The Elven King continued speaking to William, "I'm sorry to trouble you. Do you need me to send some more of my people to Dawn City? But this time, those going should be mostly people who haven't seen much blood."

"No problem, I guarantee I'll train them all into top-notch Warrior!" William grinned happily at the Elven King.

at the same time.

He raised an eyebrow at some of the gloomy-looking guys.

Brother die~

Surprised?

I have a trump card up my sleeve.

Those who want to kill me, please use your brains.

The only ones capable of summoning 100,000 of their people to Dawn City are either the Saint or the Elven King.

Other Legendary Big Shot couldn't do it.

If you want to kill me, you'll have to see whose backer is stronger!

Arrogant?

I'm living the high life in Dark Night City now, what's it to you?

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