The dark, profound, and out of place shadow bowed elegantly. Like a bubble or an illusion, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
However, the surrounding noises and the servant's cries could not be faked.
* Bang! *
John was in a daze. The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a shattering sound. He shuddered. Then, as if he had woken up from a dream, he realized the seriousness of the problem. His heart sank to the bottom.
Dead? Dead?!
An ominous premonition turned into a bone-piercing chill that enveloped him.
His expression changed abruptly. He rushed up and grabbed the servant's collar tightly. With a ferocious expression and trembling body, he growled in a low voice, "What dead? What happened?! Tell me clearly!!! "
The servant's face was covered in snot and tears. He could not breathe properly because of the choke. His face gradually turned red. With difficulty, he said, "Master and the others … They were carrying out … the slave contract ceremony … Then, suddenly, suddenly, the surroundings seemed to have turned dark for a moment. The ceremony was forcefully interrupted. Then, the entire house collapsed and caught fire. It was too fast, too fast … I don't know anything. I just crawled forward and ran out …"
John's eyes were like a wild beast that wanted to devour a person. He stared at the servant in front of him and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "You ran away?"
The servant was so frightened that he shook his head desperately. "No, no, no, I didn't run away … Master asked me to find you and inform you …"
John's hand that was choking the servant's neck tightened. His expression became even more terrifying. "Inform me that they are all dead? If you don't know anything, how do you know that they are all dead? Nonsense! You're just trying to scare me! "
The noble youth's heart was unimaginably calm. In such an occasion, even if his family was all dead, he could not let this matter be concluded like this!
He had to … give himself time to find a way out.
Otherwise — John thought of the guess that flashed through his mind and thought of what he had just said — he would also be dead.
"Uh, uh …" The servant was horrified to find that the noble youth in front of him was chanting a spell with a technique unique to the Fred family as he spoke!
He wanted to kill him!
The servant's pupils shrank. He wanted to struggle and shout, but he found that he could no longer make a sound or move.
His life force was rapidly draining away. The servant's face was pale, and his pupils were almost unfocused.
"Pa."
A hand reached out and grabbed Hardedef's arm. The force was so great that his bones almost cracked.
John turned around and saw the steel-gray eyes of the hostess of the banquet. Then, he heard a muffled sound.
He lowered his head and saw the afterimage of the slender white arm clenched into a fist, accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind. He could faintly see silver-white hair and bulging muscles. Then, an unimaginably intense pain came from his abdomen, causing him to immediately let go and fall to the ground.
"Ugh … cough!"
John, who was curled up on the ground, had completely lost control of his facial expression. His face was contorted like a maggot, and at the same time, he lost control of his lower body.
Ji Zhixu looked down from above and withdrew her fist. She took two steps back and distanced herself from the tragic scene.
If Boss Lin hadn't stopped him, this punch would have directly hit this guy's face.
But this was enough … She had controlled this punch very well. There was no bleeding on the surface, but in fact, John's internal organs had been twisted into a pile of mush with his intestines as the center.
A Magus who didn't have the chance to chant an incantation was as weak as an ordinary person.
Ji Zhixu could now perfectly control her strength. This wasn't a momentary burst of strength, but a continuous spread. First, the internal organs were shattered, and then they were turned into mush. In other words, this intense pain from being stirred inside the body would last for about an hour.
It would last until John died.
During this time, Ji Zhixu would use "Iron Will" to buff John and keep him awake.
You want to run after offending Boss Lin?
Although Boss Lin had already personally punished him, as Boss Lin's fan, he had to actively express his stance.
She took a napkin from the side and wiped her hands. She smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. John is a little too grief-stricken and can't control himself. Help him down to rest, and then bring him home for a visit. We've already called the police about the Fred family. The Central Police Station will deal with the specific situation. Please don't worry. "
Subtle mocking laughter and discussions came from all around.
John, who was being helped up, vaguely felt the dampness and stench coming from his lower body amidst the intense pain that was enough to make him faint. As he was being dragged, the gazes of the surrounding guests were all focused on him.
They were looking at him …
He didn't do anything, nor did he cover it up. He just watched as he was dragged away, showing all his embarrassing and embarrassing side to everyone.
For an extremely arrogant person who took pride in his aristocratic status, this was the greatest torture.
"Ugh — Ugh …"
John let out a weak moan in despair.
When he opened his eyes, he could see the gazes of the people around him. When he closed his eyes, the intense pain in his body would be magnified. He could even hear the sound of his broken bones piercing into his internal organs.
In this torture, he was brought to the front of the Fred family's mansion.
The flames were flickering.
The once magnificent mansion, the huge family building that belonged to Area A, the proof of John's superior class, the realm that commoners could never imagine, had now turned into charred ruins in the raging flames.
"Ugh … Ah …"
John opened his eyes wide and saw the corpses kneeling on the ground amidst the flames. They were all the members of the ancient and powerful Dark Sorcerer family that he was so proud of.
He was pushed to the ground and crawled forward with great difficulty. His expression was completely broken.
At this point, everything he owned had been destroyed one by one.
There were still remnants of the slave contract ritual array on the ground. This cruel ritual would cut off the slave's tongue, gouge out the slave's eyes, and pierce the slave's eardrums, making them unable to speak, unable to see, and unable to hear. They could only accept the master's orders with their hearts, becoming complete pets.
This was exactly what the Fred family loved. It was an important part of the slave trade, a form of entertainment that they loved.
And these "willing" slaves were from the slums of the Upper City District.
Now, under the interference of some indescribable force, the slave contract ceremony was interrupted and completely reversed.
All the effects were applied to the members of the Fred family.
The corpses kneeling in the flames only had three huge holes on their faces, as if they had been gnawed by something. It was extremely horrifying, like a painting of hell. However, the shackled slaves next to them had expressions of relief on their faces as they hugged each other and wept.
The scene in John's eyes was finally fixed on this moment forever.
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