Kill the Masters, Catch Them All!

"Don't be naive. So what if your bishop intervenes? Would he really abandon the cooperation with Weideng Royal City for a mere Tier Four trash?"

The woman in the white dress was slightly taken aback.

After a moment of silence, a bitter smile crept onto his lips.

Although Grayson's words were harsh, they were all true.

They were just a group of mixed-race Asians.

In the eyes of the creatures of this world, they are just a bunch of wild beasts, unable to Control their own emotions, and unwanted wherever they go.

Not to mention negotiating with a ruthless figure like Haidesen.

She glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at the bloodshot-eyed believers behind her, and finally took a deep breath. "Let's go, let's turn back."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the valley passage on the other side.

Although the Blood Origin Cult were filled with grief and indignation, they obeyed his command and turned to leave.

Seeing that they had given up, Grayson smiled mockingly and led the knights toward the exit.

And at that very moment...

In the Blood Origin Cult's ranks, a gray-robed man with a dog's nose suddenly turned around and, with lightning speed, hurled a throwing knife!

"Puff!"

The throwing knife pierced through a gap in a knight's visor and plunged into his eye socket.

The knight's body suddenly stiffened, and he fell straight off his horse.

At that moment, both teams were stunned, not knowing what had suddenly happened.

They stared blankly at the gray-robed man who had made the move.

"Wright, when did you get back?" a gray-robed man asked suspiciously. "Wait, what are you doing? Why did you attack them?!"

The gray-robed man with the dog-nose had bloodshot eyes and said angrily, "He killed one of our Black Blood Deacons, so I'll kill him to pay for it. Isn't that fair?"

Upon hearing this answer, the other men in gray robes were somewhat taken aback, and then a serious look of contemplation appeared on their faces.

It seems... it appears... what he said makes a lot of sense.

Grayson turned his head and looked at him with interest. "You, very good, very courageous."

"So now, will you cut off your own head, or will I do it myself?"

His eyes flashed red, and a powerful sense of oppression erupted as if it were a tangible force.

The gray-robed man with the dog-nose suddenly felt a little guilty, but after glancing around, he still gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, I'll take responsibility for my actions. If you have the guts, kill me!"

He looked at the burly knight with a resolute expression, as if he had made a desperate decision.

"Not bad." Grayson nodded. "Given your remarkable courage, I'll grant you a proper burial."

As he finished speaking, he raised his battle axe, and a destructive aura coalesced on the blade.

Just as the attack was about to erupt, the woman in white light waved her hand, and a barrier of light appeared in front of the dog-nosed man in gray robes.

"He's right, a life for a life." The woman in the white dress said calmly, "Grayson, this matter ends here."

"A life for a life? This half-breed, bastard creature dares to be compared to the elite of the Royal City Knights?"

Grayson's voice grew even colder, a terrifying killing intent emanating from him. "Do you know how many resources it takes to train a qualified Lion Knight?"

So what?

The woman in white did not back down, releasing her own powerful Master Rank aura. "You killed one of our order's Tier Four deacons and severely injured an elder. Are our strongmen worthless?"

"If you want to start a fight, we're ready to fight to the bitter end."

Grayson didn't speak, but just stared at her with cold eyes, an invisible sense of oppression emanating from him.

At this moment, both of them were releasing their auras without reservation.

"Boom... boom boom..."

Two completely different forces collided invisibly in the air, causing the entire valley to tremble slightly, and the oppressive feeling in the air had solidified into a tangible reality.

Both sides gripped their weapons tightly, and a major battle was imminent.

However, after a brief standoff, the knight commander was the first to put away his weapon.

"Hmph, I'll let you off this time. Let's go."

He changed direction again, and the terrifying sense of oppression gradually subsided.

The other Blood Origin Cult all breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the woman in the white dress relaxed her tense hands.

Although this guy was aggressive, she didn't want to get into a conflict with him if she could.

After all, the opponent is quite strong; if a fight breaks out, it will definitely result in mutual destruction.

Just when everyone thought the farce was over.

Suddenly, Grayson raised his battle axe and slashed it backward.

"Die, all of you!"

A tremendous burst of axe energy erupted, passing through the densest part of the crowd with lightning speed.

"Puff! Puff puff puff!"

More than a dozen gray-robed men were hit on the spot, their bodies instantly torn to pieces.

The gray-robed man with the dog-nose reacted quickly, rolling away the moment the attack came.

At this moment, everyone on the Blood Origin Cult's side stared blankly at the hundred-meter-long crack and the scattered fragments of limbs on the ground, their eyes instantly turning red.

They turned their heads and stared intently at the rider on horseback with almost murderous eyes, their hands gripping their weapons trembling.

Grayson, seemingly oblivious, merely flicked his battle axe and chuckled, "Heh, now we're even."

"The lives of a dozen mixed-bloods are exchanged for a Lion Knight. Although I am at a slight disadvantage, I am magnanimous and will not hold it against you."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The Blood Origin Cult followers remained silent, simply staring at his retreating figure.

At this moment, the woman in the white dress took a deep breath and ordered in a deep voice, "Do it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a staff appeared out of thin air in her right hand, and a surge of powerful magic erupted from it.

The other Blood Origin Cult, who had already Endurance limit of patience, pounced like wild beasts unleashed from their cages!

"Kill them! Avenge our comrades!"

"Damn humans, tear them to pieces and offer them to Mother of Blood Origin!"

"Go to hell!"

Hundreds of grey-robed men charged menacingly towards the group of knights.

The woman in the white dress unleashed various spells, bombarding the knight commander on horseback.

Grayson, watching the attack coming his way, gleamed with fighting spirit. "Very well, you've delivered yourselves to our doorstep."

"Now I can go on a killing spree without worry!"

He raised his battle axe and swung it forcefully. "Lion Knights, Charge!"

At his command, all the heavily armored knights simultaneously raised their lances and launched a collective Charge.

"Boom..."

Like heavily armored tanks charging at full speed, they slammed into the group of gray-robed men with destructive force!

"Yay!"

Looking at the scene coming through the binoculars, Shen Xing couldn't help but clap his hands and cheer. "They've finally started fighting!"

The other members also looked delighted.

Gorehowl exclaimed, "Boss, you've really thought this through! You actually brought that dog-nose out with you; he played a crucial role at this critical moment."

"If it weren't for him, these guys probably wouldn't have started fighting."

Shen Xing smiled and said, "These two groups of people had already reached their limit of Endurance. He just set a fire and ignited it completely."

In fact, the reason they were able to fight was largely due to Gorehowl's 'Declaration of Strife'.

This guy, from so far away, released it so many times in a row, continuously affecting their mentality.

The knight commander's repeated attacks were also influenced by this skill.

The fact that the other party, Master Rank expert, never questioned anything from beginning to end shows just how terrifying this ability is.

He's practically the ultimate troublemaker on the battlefield, the most troublesome troublemaker of all!

Shen Xing couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had this ability in his own hands.

The thought of it falling into enemy hands is enough to keep me up at night.

"Very good, now we just have to wait for them to smash their dog heads open, and then it'll be my turn to make my move."

"Perhaps this time we can kill one or two Masters!"

Shen Xing murmured softly, a hint of excitement appearing in his eyes.

Chapter 207: Kill the Master, Wipe Them All Out!

Shen Xing continued to raise his binoculars, watching the battle between the Blood Origin Cult and the Lion Knights in the distance.

"That's right, exactly! Pull her hair, tear her clothes!"

Kick his balls, kick them down.

"Beautiful! That was a powerful and accurate kick!"

Shen Xing gasped in surprise.

The other generals just stared at each other blankly.

Although they could sense the fluctuations of battle in the distance, they couldn't see anything from that distance.

Shen Xing's occasional exclamations further piqued their curiosity.

"Boss, we want to see it too!" Da Hou rubbed his hands together and asked expectantly.

Shen Xing turned her head and glanced at them, thinking to herself, "I haven't seen enough yet."

There's only one telescope; it's simply not enough for so many people.

At that moment, a brilliant idea flashed into his mind.

"Got it!"