Black blood kept spilling from the mouth of the arrogant, overbearing, insufferable femboy Nyau. His life had reached its end.
Once he confirmed this, half of what Lin Feng had come to do was complete.
[The system has detected that you eliminated a total of three Teigu users this time. Experience point collection will accelerate.] [Alucard Template System] [Current experience points: 31.6]
Oh... now this really is an unexpected bonus.
Although no one could see it, Lin Feng could feel an incomparably powerful torrent of energy surging into his body.
Unlike the meager gains from his earlier battles, this was not just an increase in [Alucard]'s own power. Lin Feng felt that his raw physical strength had grown considerably too.
Perhaps now, what he could withstand head-on was not just the impact of Nyau's fists or Koro's truck-like punches, but even the train-like ferocity of that monster Dr. Stylish's charge.
In any case, the tavern's affairs no longer had anything to do with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked around. The old man Liver and the battle maniac Daidara were still under the illusion's control, while Bulat-and apparently another man sleeping at his feet-were in no danger of dying. They could handle the rest themselves.
After all, Lin Feng did not know them, nor did he want to meddle. He had come for one purpose alone: to kill Nyau.
"Form Transformation."
At that thought, Lin Feng turned into a pool of black shadow under Bulat's terrified gaze and slipped out through the tavern door.
In the main conference room of the imperial palace, in the imperial capital.
"General Esdeath, there are rumors that the champion of the dueling tournament you organized killed Dr. Stylish, a key member of the Jaegers Unit under your command. Is this true?"
"I imagine it must be true. Otherwise, why has General Esdeath been so slow to respond? Wanted notices have been prepared for distribution to the Imperial Guard in every district these past few days, but without your word, General, we still need some time to confirm matters."
The speakers were all Minister Honest's confidants. Esdeath understood that the cunning old Honest was making things difficult for her, but Esdeath, Honest, and Lin Feng all had entirely different ideas.
To Minister Honest, Dr. Stylish was a useful tool for amassing wealth, so the man who had killed him ought to be subjected to the ultimate punishment immediately.
To Esdeath, Dr. Stylish had been killed because he was too weak. Although Lin Feng had to be punished, she had also sworn to make him her slave, so she could not casually have him declared wanted. In the Empire, once someone was wanted, they could be beheaded in the street.
To Lin Feng, whether he was wanted or not made no difference. As long as several generals and ministers did not come at him together, he would kill them one by one as they came. What mattered was what would happen next.
"You are all correct. Dr. Stylish, a member of the Jaegers Unit under my command, was killed by another prospective member. Furthermore, that member is the captain of the District Thirteen Imperial Guard."
"An Imperial Guard captain, you say? Isn't this an inside job? He must be arrested and executed on the spot!"
"Lady Esdeath, we will issue the wanted notice now. We want him alive or his corpse if he is dead. Is that acceptable?"
Esdeath showed no emotional wavering whatsoever in the face of the officials' challenges.
"Of course! Anyone who betrays our Empire must go to hell! But simply letting this man die is not enough. I must bring him back and torment him viciously before letting him die!"
Seeing that Lubbock was safe behind him, Bulat let out a long breath of relief.
Although Lin Feng had killed Nyau, Lubbock still had not awakened from the control of Military Music Dream: Scream. This was because the Teigu had fallen to the floor without being completely destroyed.
The immediate priority was to finish off both Daidara and Liver, then quickly bring the incident to an end.
Bulat had just suffered a tremendous impact from Water Dragon Possession: Black Marlin, and the pain in his chest was unbearable. Yet he desperately endured it, maintaining his armored form as he gripped the vermilion spear Red-Backed Shrike and thrust savagely toward Daidara's left ventricle.
"Shhk-!"
Bulat truly missed that sound of flesh pierced through to the bone. Since leaving the Empire, that once-familiar sound had instead become utterly foreign to him.
After this blow, the severely wounded Daidara's eyes went completely blank, and his vital signs ceased. Black blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.
His body lay flat on the wooden boards, black blood spreading through his hair and flowing in every direction. It was a miserable sight.
"You're next, Commander Liver... after all those years of friendship, as close as father and son... how could I ever have imagined this day would come!"
Bulat did not shed tears. He lamented his ill fortune, forced to become his superior's enemy. What an absurd age it was.
"Farewell!"
Bulat thrust his spear fiercely, but in the instant before the raised spear pierced Liver, the light suddenly returned to Liver's eyes!
Lin Feng's control had expired, and Liver immediately regained consciousness thanks to his years of combat training!
Dodging Bulat's thrust by reflex, Liver's ring gave off a faint blue glow.
"Although I don't know what happened..."
General Liver began muttering to himself. Daidara and Nyau had now died horribly for no apparent reason, and he had not even seen how they died.
He had intended to inject himself with a highly poisonous enhancer to gain an advantage, but there was no time now, because his opponent's attacks were as dense as falling pear blossoms.
Liver knew only one thing: the sole enemy before him was Bulat!
"Long live General Esdeath!"
Liver poured all his will into the ring on his hand: Water Dragon Possession: Black Marlin. In answer to his wishes, the Teigu began frantically gathering its energy, actually emitting an eerie black glow.
"You've probably fired off all the liquor. What else can you do? It's over, General Liver!"
Bulat was about to rush forward and deliver a devastating spear slash with his armor's unparalleled monstrous strength, only to sense killing intent behind him.
It was blood.
Water Dragon Possession drew the blood out of Nyau's and Daidara's bodies, sending it stabbing toward Bulat from behind in a dense net!
Every drop became a sharp spear. At that moment, Bulat was attacked from both front and rear, like a cavalryman surrounded by squads of archers!
"Uwaaaaaaah!!!!!"
Bulat was not a warrior who relied on speed like Tatsumi! He was a general once known as the Empire's Hundred-Man Slayer, and his strength far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine.
Faced with this predicament, Bulat endured his injuries and swung his crimson spear, keeping every drop of that scarlet blood outside the perimeter of his spear's sweep!