At the central square of the Dark Night City.
Only William was there.
He was facing the strongest of the younger generation, Prince Allen, who had attained the Grandmaster Realm at the age of 37.
Of course.
Behind him were two Advanced Elfin princes and two Elfin princesses.
At this moment, these people were arrogantly saying that he shouldn't have come back, that there was a problem with how to use his bloodline, and so on.
As for Lautner?
He wanted to help.
But he did not even have the chance to do anything. He was taken away by dozens of guards.
Someone wanted to help William.
For example, his mother's guards. But they were blocked outside the square by the guards of other people. They could not enter.
Now.
The entire square had been sealed off by the guards of the princes and princesses.
The surrounding tree houses, tree holes, and tree branches were full of ordinary Elves. They looked at the lonely Prince William with pity.
They wanted to say something, but they did not know how to say it.
Or rather.
They could not participate in the internal strife of the Elfin royal family.
In this so-called square.
It was more like a court.
These Elfin princes and princesses were the so-called judges!
William stood in this unfamiliar city and received the strange gazes of countless people.
Allen sneered. "Leave. Don't look at me like that. We are all princes, but your dirty bloodline is always a mistake."
"Is that what you want to say to me?" William raised his eyebrows. He continued, "If that's all, then get out of the way."
"What?" Allen walked to his side and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to see your half-dead mother?"
William looked at him expressionlessly. Electric arcs appeared on the surface of his body. "Say that again!"
"You dare to use battle energy in front of me. I should teach you a lesson on behalf of your deceased father." Allen suddenly shouted angrily and slapped William's face.
But just as everyone opened their mouths wide, thinking that Allen was going to slap William down.
William suddenly raised his left hand.
He tightly grasped the hand that Allen had swung up!
Allen was very surprised by William's strength. His body was also burning with fiery red battle energy. He shouted coldly, "Let go."
But.
In this so-called court, William's calm voice rang …
"Are you a Grandmaster?"
"The kind that is stacked up with potions?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Allen was completely enraged. Dazzling flames erupted from his entire body and immediately enveloped William.
In the next second …
William's eyes shot out two bolts of lightning that seemed to be real, piercing through the human-shaped fire shield. Even though Allen's left hand was grabbed by him, he still dodged it.
However, the few Elf Princes behind him were hit by the lasers at the first moment, and they immediately retreated hundreds of meters like cannonballs.
Allen, whose face was full of anger, was about to attack again.
William clenched his left fist.
Ka-cha!
Ka-cha!
An ear-piercing scream rang out.
The Grandmaster Allen's battle energy shield had been extinguished. He knelt in front of William and raised his head. His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at his left hand, which had been clenched into a pulp.
"Let go, let go, let go of me … …" Allen cursed, spittle flying everywhere in his mouth.
But William narrowed his eyes and looked curiously at the Elven prince, who was afraid of pain. He muttered, "Are you afraid of pain?"
"Let me go!"
"Stab."
"My hand, my hand, you're dead. You're dead!" Allen could not believe that his left hand had been forcefully pulled down by William.
Flesh and bones were right in front of him.
He could not believe it!
But indescribable pain filled his nerves.
He wanted to resist. He wanted to prove his powerful combat power.
He knew how he had tortured and killed those trash-like dark creatures.
He knew how he had dealt with those seemingly powerful magical beasts.
He didn't believe that a mere high-grade professional could defeat him!
However.
When William punched half of Allen's face into a bloody mess, his mentality gradually changed …
"Devil, you're a devil. You're a terrifying dark creature. Save me, someone save me." Allen crawled out miserably.
He had even forgotten that he was a Grandmaster, and he 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 at this moment.
Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore.
One of Allen's Grandmaster personal guards clenched his long sword tightly. Like a wind blade, he instantly appeared in front of Allen.
But William, who was in the middle of the square, still did not lift his foot.
He didn't even try to avoid the longsword that had stabbed into his body. Using the method of exchanging injury for injury, he punched the Grandmaster's head, causing him to bleed and fly back dozens of meters!
William now understood a little.
He looked around at the elves whose eyes were filled with fear.
Someone was using him.
Or in other words.
Someone wanted to use himself to tell the Blackleaf Elves that if they continued to live peacefully, they would become a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered sooner or later.
Just as William was about to beat Allen up, Allen's expression changed.
A faint voice suddenly sounded from afar.
A figure appeared. He looked at William coldly and said, "Stop. That's enough. They are still young. They will realize their mistakes in the future. Let go. Go and see your mother."
But William laughed at himself. "Why do I have to stop just because you said so?"
"Are you his father?"
"Or am I his father? Must I forgive this idiot?" William shouted angrily, and his fist flashed with lightning.
Bang!
This punch!
Once again, it hammered on Allen's head.
The huge force caused the ground within a radius of a few hundred meters to tremble.
"What are you doing? D * mn it, are you crazy?" That person was stunned. He did not expect William to attack again.
And with just one punch, William killed Allen!
He had really killed Allen.
With one punch, Allen's head had exploded.
This was an Epic expert. He came to William's side in an attempt to preserve Allen's soul.
But.
William's aura continued to increase.
The surface of his body emitted intense lightning, and his eyes turned silvery-white. Instantly, a Soul Shock Wave exploded.
Bang!
The smoke dissipated.
The dust had settled.
The Epic expert who had blocked the Soul Shock Wave trembled in anger. William had used his Soul Shock Wave to obliterate Allen's soul.
At this moment.
Countless shouts came from all directions.
In just a few seconds.
The sky was filled with Legendary and Epic Elves.
Some of them looked angrily at William, as though they wanted to kill him.
But there were still some people who looked at him with admiration. They even wanted to laugh out loud …
But.
The Lord of Dawn did not care about the gazes of those people. He mocked, "Oh? Is this trash the future successor of the Elven King? "
"He's nothing much. I can kill him when I'm at the Advanced level. Since I've become a Grandmaster, does it mean that I'm one of the candidates for the Elven King?"
A person instantly appeared in front of William. But at the same time, another person came to William's side and used his arm to pull William back. He looked at the person in front of him cautiously.
The former was a middle-aged Elven man. He slowly carried Allen's headless corpse and looked deeply at William. He did not attack. When he turned around, he said, "William, you'll die!"
"Realm Warrior?" William asked.
The middle-aged Elf was Allen's father. He had the royal bloodline and was once an old prince. He belonged to the same generation as Alice.
The middle-aged Elf sneered and turned his head. "Why? Are you afraid? It's enough that I gave you a chance to train them. Since you want to kill them, don't blame me for settling the score with you in the future."
William sneered and said, "Do you think that I'm afraid? Hundreds of years old trash. How many people have you killed?
"I'm a Grandmaster at 19 this year. I've killed more than 100,000 dark creatures.
"Do you think that I'm like you who has never experienced a battle to the death?
"Do you believe that I'll be at the same level as you next year and beat you up?"
All kinds of vulgarities, vulgarities, and even pretentious words!
Instantly, the surrounding Elves choked.
Only now did they realize how young William was. However, his talent, and the speed at which he had grown up, were truly unbelievable.
What was more important was …
They did not expect William's murderous aura to be so strong!
This young half-elf had already become an executioner who killed people like scything flax.
But before the latter could attack in anger.
The man who had been standing behind William spoke. "Don't talk nonsense. Let's go. Today's matter needs to be resolved by the Elven King."
He was none other than Alice's last personal guard, Douglett!
He was also an Epic Domain Expert.
If not for him, Allen's father would have attacked.
William could only grimace. He had no choice. The best way now was to meet the Elven King.
However.
Just when everyone was planning to meet the Elven King.
The true ruler of the Blackleaf forest suddenly tore through space and arrived at the central plaza.
"Greetings, King!" When the hundreds of thousands of Blackleaf Elves saw the Elven King, they all bowed to him. Even William was no exception.
The Elven King maintained the appearance of a middle-aged man. He was handsome and had a pair of deep eyes. He wore a long brown robe and had similar aesthetic standards to William.
He first looked at Allen's headless corpse and then walked in front of William. In front of everyone, he stretched out his hand and touched William's head. He chuckled and said, "You have an explosive temper, and you're decisive in killing. You're more like our ancestors than us."
There was a moment of silence.
Even Allen's father looked at his father in disbelief. He could not help but say, "Your grandson has been killed. He has been killed!"
The Elven King calmly glanced at him. "Is it something to be proud of for an Advanced master to be killed by an Advanced master?"
"But …" Allen's father was speechless.
The Elven King continued to say to William, "It's been hard on you. Do you still need me to dispatch some of my people to the City of Dawn? But this time, those who have not seen much blood should be those who are going."
"No problem. I promise to train them into first-class warriors!" William grinned happily at the Elven King.
Meanwhile,
He raised his eyebrows at some gloomy fellows ~
Brother ~
You didn't expect this, right?
I have a trump card.
Those who want to kill me should use their brains.
Besides the sages, only the Elven King could dispatch 100,000 of his people to the City of Dawn.
The other Legendary big shots could not do it.
If you want to kill me, you have to see whose backing is stronger!
Arrogant?
I can do whatever I want in the Dark Night City. Why do you care?
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