Aber was on tenterhooks in his room.
Was this the end?
No, judging from the situation of the battle, it was far from it. Whether it was the half-zombies or the Purple Moon Warrior zombies, the Agnes family still had the upper hand.
Those damn black-mantled men were dying one after another, but with each death, Aber's heart would tremble.
Even if they had the upper hand, so what? The battle had nothing to do with the Agnes family for the time being.
They were locked down, completely locked down.
No matter who tried to walk out of the room, they would be blocked by a mud wall and given a cold warning.
"Don't make me do it myself. I don't like to snatch other people's prey."
What kind of arrogant words were those? Lock the entire Agnes family in the mansion? Become other people's prey?
When the wall first appeared, Aber wanted to break it.
Because he couldn't wait to leave and rush towards his bright future.
He could not wait any longer. The battle was obviously tilted towards the black-mantled men and they had lost the battle in Glory Square.
However, Clyne's voice came from the room. "All members of the Agnes family, stay where you are. Otherwise, bear the consequences. "
The voice almost drove Aber crazy.
Firstly, the fact that the voice of the family leader could reach his room made him realize that the whole family was under his watch. His decision to leave was no longer a secret.
That damn old man!
Fine, I'll just pretend that he's a peeping tom.
Secondly, why did the old man make such a compromise with just a simple threat from the enemy? Did he sell the Agnes family to another force?
Aber was eager to try, but he was hesitating!
Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream came from the family's mansion, causing Aber to tremble in fear.
The big screen in the room was switched on. Clyne had ordered it to be switched on.
On the screen, a 27-year-old member of the Agnes family, Roy Agnes, seemed to be drunk. Facing the threat from the enemy and the warning from the family leader, he showed a disdainful smile and started to attack the wall.
Then, in the next moment, the earthen wall suddenly transformed into a pair of earthen hands, which directly crushed him.
The scene was simple, but it almost stopped Aber's heart.
An earth element Purple Moon Warrior! Even though Roy, who was crushed to death, was not a Purple Moon Warrior and was only stronger than a common elite warrior.
However, this still meant that the strength of this person was far beyond the third step. Otherwise, this person's innate ability wouldn't have reached such a level. It was almost as if he could control it at will.
A rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior could never do it!
What rank was this Purple Moon Warrior who threatened the Agnes family? Who was he? How dare he threaten the entire Agnes family with his own strength?
Aber did not dare to resist at all! He was just a rank 2 Purple Moon Warrior, so how could he resist?
He could only wait and see how the cunning old man, Clyne, would react.
What kind of response?
Clyne looked a little pale.
He wasn't young anymore, but he always gave people the feeling that he was hale and hearty, as if he could live for another 150 years.
Why couldn't he? As a Purple Moon Warrior who had reached rank 3 a long time ago, he was fully capable of breaking through to rank 4.
As long as he succeeded, who could prove that he couldn't live for another 150 years?
Based on what he heard, powerhouses would only die in battle, not of old age.
Clyne wanted to live until he died of old age. He didn't even care about his children and grandchildren. As long as he could live and grow stronger, he would never lack women and he would always have a bunch of children and grandchildren.
Therefore, why would he show signs of old age? He was still very young!
However, tonight, when the threatening voice appeared, he could not help but feel afraid. His pale face was the proof, and even his neat white hair was a little messy because of his anxiety.
He smelled the scent of death, and in an instant, he looked old and feeble.
His superb earth element ability and the surveillance footage showed the tall figure standing at the door with his arms crossed.
The other members of the Agnes family might not know, but Clyne had lived for a long time, so he had to know who this person was.
Mad Lion Su Siao!
Hmph, all the predictions were wrong! Being able to prove that the intelligence network of the Stardust Council had failed was a delightful and terrifying thing.
The delightful thing was that even the powerful Stardust Council had made a mistake, which meant that they were not that scary and invincible anymore.
The terrifying thing was that Tang Feng had died 13 years ago, yet the Stardust Council still failed to solve the puzzle that he had set up when he was alive.
Tang Feng was an unfathomable man.
Would the mysterious and powerful council president of the Stardust Council go crazy? He had lost to Tang Feng once again.
"Hmph." Clyne chuckled numbly. The smoke from the unfinished cigar in his hand was a little distorted because his hand was shaking.
Mad Lion Su Siao was here. Was there still any doubt about Tang Ling's identity?
The Agnes family was obviously a gift from Mad Lion Su Siao to Tang Ling.
Was there any chance of winning? The only chance of winning was still the Stardust Council.
Clyne dared not act recklessly. He dared not order the Level 2 Sector Protection Machine to be activated, nor did he dare to report to the Stardust Council and request for emergency backup.
He knew that Su Siao was extremely powerful. His sixth sense could monitor the entire mansion, so he would not dare to do anything unless he had a death wish.
All he could do was wait and even place his hope on Tang Ling.
Yes, Tang Ling had grown stronger. He saw everything clearly from the surveillance cameras, but he was not surprised. There were many ways to make a person stronger instantly.
However, Tang Ling was still not a match for a veteran Rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior like him. Clyne picked up the glass of wine in front of him and the wine instantly froze into ice cubes.
Tang Ling did not have any talent. Maybe he did, but what about the weak wind talent?
There were many ways to enhance his basic abilities, but what about his talent?
Therefore, Tang Ling was the hope and the bargaining chip that could buy him more time.
The Stardust Council had already escalated their operation, so they would not have to wait for long.
With that in mind, Clyne pressed a button on the table and his voice echoed in every room of the mansion.
"Don't forget the history of the Agnes family's rise. We relied on glorious battles! Now, please equip your armor and weapons and prepare for the coming enemies. This will be a battle of life and death for the Agnes family! "
If Clyne wanted to stall for time, he hoped that these people who enjoyed the benefits of the family would give their all for the sake of their own lives and try their best to stall Tang Ling for every minute!
**
Tang Ling's footsteps finally sounded on the street in front of the Agnes family mansion.
The trees on both sides of the street were trimmed neatly. It was not wide, but it was unusually clean and had a solemn atmosphere. It was the road in front of the Agnes family mansion.
Tang Ling covered the distance of less than 200 meters in an instant.
However, when he walked on the road that was less than 30 meters long, he stopped. He needed a short buffer and adjustment to face the bloody battle that was about to happen.
He needed a solemn, step-by-step walk to calm his raging rage.
He could not afford to make any mistakes. He was the one who would be eliminated today. If even one of them escaped, it would be his failure.
They deserved to die. Their deaths would not only comfort the dead, but it would also stop the remaining Dragon Army soldiers from dying one after another.
Even though Tang Ling was not close to the Dragon Army yet, he had a feeling of resistance from the bottom of his heart. He did not want to mix with the Dragon Army.
Even though he saw the Dragon Army sacrificing their lives to pave the way for him, he was not arrogant enough to think that it was because of him.
There must be some other reason that made the Dragon Army so passionate, and Tang Ling did not want to analyze or think about the reason. Instinctively, he rejected it.
However, the Dragon Army was still alive and full of determination, so Tang Ling accepted the fact. He quietly shouldered the responsibility of destroying the Agnes family and saving the rest of the Dragon Army.
Both sides did not owe each other anything anymore. It would be the best outcome if they were no longer entangled with each other.
The thought popped up in Tang Ling's mind.
In his eyes, there was only a single figure. The figure was extremely tall and his fluttering white hair was a little dazzling in the night.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Tang Ling as if he did not care.
From the moment he stepped on this path, all the battles belonged to Tang Ling.
Would this person be the start of the battle? Tang Ling held the alloy longsword in his hand and slowly approached the figure.
As Tang Ling walked forward, his battle intent started to rise and form a powerful aura. Even the wind around him started to get violent.
However, the tall figure was amused by Tang Ling's aura. He even casually lit up a cigarette.
The last ten meters.
Tang Ling suddenly dashed forward, raised his sword, and swung it at the person at the entrance.
Tang Ling's basic strength had reached rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior, so the swing of his sword created a sonic boom.
The person at the entrance raised his brows and a faint whirlwind appeared around him, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Right when the battle was about to break out, Tang Ling's sword suddenly stopped in mid-air.
He looked at the person at the entrance and smiled. It was a little comforting, a little warm, but also a little sad.
"Uncle, is it fun to play like this?" Tang Ling asked.
"What's the flaw?" Su Siao's mouth twitched. Couldn't he beat the father and son in terms of intellect or strength just once?
Of course, he could beat Tang Ling in terms of strength, but as proud as Su Siao, he could not accept bullying a 15-year-old boy who had just started his cultivation journey.
Does beating him count as winning?
"You shouldn't have lit a cigarette. When you light up a cigarette, the angle of your head tilted has never changed, "Tang Ling answered.
As a matter of fact, even if Su Siao did not light up the cigarette, he would still expose a lot of flaws, such as his stance and the angle of his arms crossing his chest. With his Precise Instinct, all these flaws were exposed.
More importantly, Tang Ling's sixth sense allowed him to sense Su Siao's aura. It belonged to Su Siao and no one else could imitate it.
From the first glance, he knew Su Siao was waiting for him.
"Aiya, really!" Su Siao was frustrated, and since he was frustrated, he had to vent his anger, so he kicked Tang Ling to the ground.
"What are you doing? Uncle! " Tang Ling made a big fuss, but he did it on purpose. He dared not ask why Uncle Su Yao ended up like this. He had a feeling that he would feel sad if he asked.
"Nothing, I just want to kick you. What do you think?" With the cigarette in his mouth, Su Siao squinted his eyes and patted Tang Ling's shoulder. "The rats are locked in the cage. I'm in charge of making sure none of them escape. You're in charge of killing them, got it?"
"Mm-hmm, got it." Tang Ling nodded and walked into the mansion.
"Oh, right." Su Siao suddenly called out to Tang Ling. He looked at him and said, "This is my real face. My real name is Su Siao.
Of course, the name Su Yao isn't a lie either. It's been my identity for the past 15 years.
You asked me who I am before, didn't you? I told you that you don't deserve to know, so I'm telling you now. Got it? "
"Mm-hmm, got it." Tang Ling waved the sword in his hand without turning around. He was finally here to destroy the Agnes family. He should burn himself with hatred. Sadness and whatnot were not suitable for this particular moment.
Bang! The front door of the Agnes family was kicked open.
Inside the brightly lit main hall, seven men from the Agnes family in simple helmets raised their weapons nervously and leaned against each other as they looked at Tang Ling.
So, the ultimate enemy is him, Tang Ling!
The seven of them were slightly relieved. As members of the Agnes family, they knew who Tang Ling was, but as the lowest members of the family who lived on the first floor of the mansion, they did not know the truth.
Regardless, Tang Ling was just a New Moon Warrior. How powerful could he be? Was the leader joking? Or was the real enemy that he was referring to at the door? The man who was so powerful that he made them tremble?
"Kill him!" Three of the Agnes family members dashed towards Tang Ling.
Tang Ling did not even spare a glance at them. He stood in the brightly lit main hall and sized up the mansion.
The mansion was strictly hierarchical.
The whole five-story mansion had a balcony that extended outwards in the shape of a pyramid. The higher the floor, the smaller the balcony.
Did it mean that the higher the floor, the higher the status of the family members living in the mansion?
Tang Ling suddenly swung his sword and turned sideways, ramming his shoulder into another figure that charged at him. At the same time, his hand that was not holding the sword grabbed the last figure and smashed it against the wall.
Under the glare of the sword, the head flew into the air.
The first one.
The second Agnes family member's chest obviously caved in, and when he fell to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with bubbles and bits of organs before he stopped breathing.
As for the third one who was smashed against the wall, he left a bloody mark on the wall before he slid down like a pile of mud, never to move again.
The second one.
The third one.
Tang Ling was calm. He had asked Ah Bing how many members of the Agnes family were on the way here.
There were only 79 of them, including Clyne.
Therefore, he would count them one by one until there were 79 of them. Not a single one less.
Three in one second!
The strength that Tang Ling displayed shocked the other four. They turned around and ran for their lives.
However, from the moment Tang Ling stepped into the mansion, none of them had the chance to run away.
When they moved, Tang Ling moved as well.
In an instant, the last one was grabbed by the collar and smashed towards the other one less than two meters ahead.
Both of them crashed into each other and their bones cracked at the same time. They started to scream in agony, but Tang Ling did not even bat an eye.
He caught up with the third one. With a leap, he swept his leg from behind and kicked the back of the third one's neck with the tip of his foot.
Pak! The third one's neck was slammed down, forming a strange 90-degree angle with his chest.
Then, he was sent flying and tripped the fourth one.
"Don't kill me …" Tang Ling only managed to utter three words before he landed on the ground. His other leg stomped on the third one's chest.
Then, he turned around and walked past the two Agnes family members who were groaning in pain after their bones were broken.
The moment he brushed past them, the glare of the sword flashed and two heads rolled away.
The fourth one.
The fifth one.
The sixth one.
The seventh one.
Tang Ling did not feel happy at all. All he felt was a little dirty. Whether it was the blood from their necks or the blood from their bodies, it inevitably splashed on him, turning him into a bloody man with drops of blood dripping down his body.
The blood that reeked of blood made Tang Ling feel disgusted because even the blood of the Agnes family was stinky and filthy!
Therefore, Tang Ling tore the black mantle off his body and looked at the highest floor as if he was provoking them.
Is Aber there? Or is Clyne there? I'll just kill my way up floor by floor.
With that in mind, Tang Ling coldly turned around and headed to the corridor on the first floor. He would search every single room.
He said he would not spare a single one of them.
Cries, shouts, and frenzied curses came from the mansion. The scene of Tang Ling killing the Agnes family members was broadcasted to everyone's eyes through the screens in every family member's room.
They wanted to gather together and fight. They wanted the support of those high and mighty people in the mansion.
Unfortunately, it was deadly quiet upstairs. They could not come down because Su Siao had locked the place down.
His words echoed in the mansion. "I like fairness. I can't fight all of you alone, and you still want to gather together?
"Of course, you shameless bunch of you can gather together. Everyone can gather on the first floor.
"Second floor, more than five people, I'll fight.
"Third floor, more than three people, I'll fight.
"Fourth floor, more than two people, I'll fight."
"Last floor? Thank you. Please fight one on one. "
"Trust me. Killing me is worse than killing Tang Ling."
Indeed, everyone believed that it would be worse than killing Tang Ling because being crushed by a giant hand made of dust was not a good feeling.
However, the rules were depressing. Tang Ling had shown his strength, so what was the point of gathering on the first floor? There was not even a single Purple Moon Warrior on the first floor!
It was obvious that the Agnes were waiting for their deaths. Cries, shouts, and curses exploded. Under extreme fear, if the Agnes did not break down, they would be infuriated.
Tang Ling did not show any expression. He did not reject Su Siao's attack. The rats must be locked in the cage.
Besides, in order to save time and stamina, why not split them up?
Tang Ling kicked the first room open. The Agnes family member who was crying crazily knelt in front of Tang Ling with a thud.
Tang Ling's gaze did not even flinch. He raised his knife and swung it down.
If it was possible, he would kill every sinful member of the Agnes family as a form of sacrifice.
The eighth.
Tang Ling continued forward, his devilish voice echoing throughout the mansion.
The ninth, the tenth …
When he reached the fifth room, a woman and a child appeared.
"Let my wife and daughter go!" The Agnes family disciple begged Kieran.
He pointed the knife at his chest and said, "As for me, you don't have to do it yourself."
Behind him, his wife and daughter glared at Tang Ling with unconcealable hatred.
Tang Ling went quiet. He moved slightly and the knife flashed again. "I'm sorry, but you don't have the right to choose how you die."
He then turned to his wife and daughter.
A single punch and the woman in the luxurious robe fell to the ground, but she was still breathing.
Tang Ling then followed up with a chop to the back of the young daughter's neck and lifted her up.
"It won't hurt." Tang Ling's gaze did not even flinch as he broke a section of her spine.
Even with the cell repair serum, she would not be able to cultivate anymore. Even if she had the ability to exchange for a high-tier serum in the future, the most she could do was become a half-cripple with limited mobility.
Tang Ling did the same to his wife who fell to the ground.
It was his last mercy. Even though Tang Ling did not want to do it, who gave the woman and the child a chance to survive that night in the settlement? Other than those who were of the right age and had the potential to become warriors and risk their lives for Safety Sector No. 17?
Even so, there were only 300 of them left.
"Hmph." Tang Ling was mocking himself. He could not be truly cruel in order to fulfill his mercy.
However, that was all he could do!
In the end, he would set this sinful mansion on fire and burn it to the ground. Whether or not they could escape from the fire would be up to fate.
If the heavens knew about your sins, they would surely give you an answer!
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