Clyde's Despair

He kept cutting down the guards charging at him. Before long, the ground was carpeted with their corpses, and he was drenched in blood from head to toe. More and more bodies piled up beneath him. In the end, not even these long-trained guards dared to step forward.

Linley's eyes were bloodshot, blood still dripping from his body. Wherever he passed resembled a living hell. When he arrived beside Clyde, his Dragonblood Transformation concealed all expression, but the bloodthirsty madness in his icy gaze was plain to see. Clyde lay paralyzed on the ground, without even the strength to crawl, continuously vomiting blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

As Linley drew closer and closer, Clyde used all his strength to shift his body, hoping to get farther away from Linley. But his injuries were too severe, and both legs had already been severed by Bebe. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move even an inch.

Linley stomped on Clyde's thigh.

"Crack."

"Aah..."

The sound of bone breaking was incomparably crisp, so clear that even the guards nearby heard it distinctly. Clyde's scream filled the entire manor. Some guards prepared to rush forward, but when they saw Linley's icy gaze, every one of them involuntarily retreated.

Hearing Clyde's screams, these guards, educated from childhood to protect him, wanted to save Clyde. Yet their instincts kept forcing them backward. No one dared to step forward.

"Speak! Who did you give my mother to?" Linley asked coldly.

"It's useless. Hahaha... even if you find out, you'll only die faster." Clyde spoke miserably. Knowing he had no way to survive, he threw caution to the wind.

He knew that whether he spoke or remained silent, he would die. Perhaps if he said nothing, he could still protect his family and preserve their rule over the Fenlai Kingdom.

Linley had also sensed Clyde's intentions, but he was unwilling to end his life so easily. He wanted Clyde to suffer to the utmost before dying.

"Crack! Aah! Aah!"

"Will you speak or not? I'll make sure you enjoy this properly." Linley looked coldly at the utterly deformed figure on the ground, no longer resembling the once-majestic King Clyde.

Clyde lay on the ground like a beggar, his entire body trembling, yet he still showed no intention of answering Linley.

"Demon, you're a demon!" Clyde roared. His voice was very weak, but everyone heard it clearly. Looking at the cold-faced figure before him, Clyde felt Linley was like a death-bringer from the Underworld.

"Crack! Crack!"

Linley forcibly snapped off Clyde's right index and middle fingers, then casually tossed them onto the ground.

"Aah, aah..." The ten fingers were connected to the heart. Unable to bear the agony of having his fingers forcibly broken, Clyde began to howl.

"Clyde, let me tell you this: you are definitely going to die," Linley said calmly.

"You now have two choices. The first is to die after suffering endless torment. The second is to tell me who you gave my mother to, and who killed her. Then I'll let you suffer a little less," Linley said indifferently.

"Your Majesty!" Some guards could no longer restrain themselves and charged forward. But faced with Bebe's attacks, they merely added a few more cold corpses to the ground, achieving nothing but further casualties.

Perhaps realizing he would not get the answer he wanted, Linley directly smashed Clyde's head with his dragon-scaled hands, ending his life. After confirming that Clyde no longer had any sign of life, the knot in Linley's heart, long bound by hatred, was released. His previously stifled heart suddenly felt much freer, and his mind became clear. He felt far more relaxed, and the killing intent surrounding him was no longer as intense as before.

After calming down, Linley looked at the corpses covering the ground without the slightest trace of self-reproach. He had come for revenge, and these men had chosen to protect their king. Such an outcome had been inevitable. He knew this was the Bright Church's stronghold. By killing a king in public, he had completely turned against the Church.

Now that Clyde was dead, the calm Linley understood the gravity of the situation. He had to leave immediately. He removed the spatial ring from Clyde's ring finger.

"Bebe, let's go. We have to leave Fenlai City immediately, or it'll be too late." Ignoring the guards surrounding them in several layers, Linley immediately transmitted his voice to Bebe.

"Alright, Boss. I'll listen to you," Bebe replied.

Just as the two were preparing to flee Fenlai City, something unexpected happened.