With a bang, a bug was trampled to death by a foot that descended from the sky.
Kaunitz, dressed in a red robe and with faint red patterns on his head, frowned as he looked at the large number of broken trees.
The scorching forest seemed to remind Kaunitz of the years he had spent cultivating in the volcano. His expression was slightly distorted, as if there was an evil gleam in his eyes.
Since young, Kaunitz had been nurtured as a genius in the Tresia family.
It was also because of this that he had received countless sword arts training, but had no time to ponder over politics, business, management, or interpersonal relationships.
He had thought that there was no need for him to learn these things. As long as he had a sword in his hand, he had the confidence to slash everything before him into two.
Since young, he had always been number one in sword arts. At home, in the clan, in the academy, in Kirst, there had never been anyone who could surpass his talent in sword arts. He did not think that there was anyone in the world who could surpass him.
Number one sword in the world. When this thought had appeared in his mind, his blood had once boiled and burned through his entire body.
Until he met Fang Xingjian.
At the thought of Fang Xingjian, his huge heart, which had been encompassed by the dragon's blood, pounded violently a few more times.
It was that Fang Xingjian who had made him feel the taste of failure for the first time. When he discovered that Fang Xingjian had transitioned into a Windstorm Sword Hero, and that he was unable to catch up to him no matter what he did, endless terror descended upon him.
Unable to surpass Fang Xingjian, and far from being able to match up to him in terms of talent, then what was the point of me? What was the point of me cultivating for so many years? Was the meaning of my existence to be trampled under his feet, to look up to him for the rest of my life?
Why, why must there be such a genius in the world? Why must there be such a beast in the world?
Jealousy, hatred, and fury turned into endless flames, burning his body in the volcano together with the Divine Flames of the Earth's Core.
The boundless evil power twisted his mind and tortured him, and it would also torture everyone he met.
The Killing techniques of the Ancient Path of Hell emphasized that if one did not enter hell themselves, how could one make the opponent do so?
Right now, under the scorching effects of both the Heart Fire and the Earth Fire, Kaunitz had turned into a demon from hell. His only target was Fang Xingjian.
Beside him, Rebecca squatted down and looked at the cut on the tree trunk, as well as the wolf carcass on the ground. She narrowed her eyes and said, "This little beast runs really fast."
On the other side, Cynthia frowned and said, "I'm just afraid that he'll level up after killing the ferocious beasts and Black Devils along the way. That would be even more troublesome. We have to find him quickly."
Kaunitz let out a cold laugh and said, "It's useless even if he were to level up. At level one, a Windstorm Sword Hero would only have 8 points in agility. No matter how much he levels up, he would only have 150 to 160 points in agility. He might be powerful, but the methods we've prepared are sufficient to deal with him."
However, he did not know that Fang Xingjian's job was not a Windstorm Sword Hero, but a level one Windshadow Sword Divinity with 11 points in agility. He also had the growth potential specialty 'Single Sword World Subjugation'. Each point in agility would increase his movement and attack speed by 2%.
Rebecca stood up, looked at the mountain range in the distance, and said, "He went there."
With a loud bang, the group of people cut through streams of air currents, flying toward the mountain range in the distance.
Kaunitz and the others stepped into the village, and the red prints on his forehead faintly formed a ball of red flames. That was the sign of the Infernal Indestructible Physique being mastered.
Throwing a casual glance at the devastated village, Kaunitz turned his head and saw over ten people of all ages walking over. Seeing their attire, the white-haired old man in the lead asked, "Are you all Knights?" He said agitatedly, "You guys are also here to kill Black Devils? One of your comrades, who is also a Knight, has already left after killing four Black Devils. "
With that, the villagers took out the food they had just prepared, wanting to offer it to Kaunitz and the others. Be it the elderly or the children, all of them wore sincere smiles, clearly welcoming the Knights before them.
However, Kaunitz and the others only looked at them coldly. No one took the food, nor did they speak.
Kaunitz glanced at the chicken, duck, and fish in their hands. Looking at the food which was still covered in mud, dust, and charred marks, a hint of disgust and disdain flashed in his eyes.
An uneasy feeling spread out in everyone's hearts. Kaunitz slowly walked up to a little girl, smiled, and squatted down. He patted the little girl's head and asked, "Hello, was the Knight who passed by earlier a man who brought a lot of swords with him? When he walked, several tens of swords flew around behind him. "
The little girl nodded seriously, "That's right. Sir Knight ran very fast, and those swords flew away with a swoosh."
Kaunitz's face broke into an evil smile, and he continued to ask in a gentle voice, "Then do you know where he went?"
Just then, the little boy who had given Fang Xingjian directions slapped away Kaunitz's hand, which was touching the little girl's. He stood in front of the little girl and said, "How do we know if you guys are his comrades or not? And if you guys are, why are you asking where he went? Don't you guys know? "
Kaunitz stroked his chin, giving it some thought as he looked at the few people before him. Suddenly, he smiled.
"I had wanted to make up a lie to lie to you guys.
"But after some thought, I realized that you commoners don't have the right to be lied to by me."
Kaunitz stood up slowly and said coldly, "Which direction did that b * stard go in?"
Everyone present immediately tensed up. The white-bearded old man walked over, trembling, and said, "Sir, that Knight left just like that. We really don't know where he went."
With a pfft, Kaunitz blew on his fingers, and that old man fell down with a bloody hole in his head. His actions and appearance were as easy as killing a sheep or a cow.
Rebecca and the others stood behind him, not paying any attention to what was happening in front of them.
This was Miracle World. In this age that was even darker than the Middle Ages, these commoners in the mountain villages were no better than cows and sheep in the eyes of aristocrats like Kaunitz.
"I'll kill a person every time I ask." Kaunitz smiled and said, "Where did that b * stard go?"
With a pfft, another person fell down.
Someone cried out in fear, wanting to escape, "No!"
Someone knelt down, "Please, Sir, please spare us. We really don't know anything."
Amidst the chaos, the young boy clenched his fists tightly, and his pupils contracted and dilated incessantly. It was as if he had entered a state of contradiction.
Kaunitz's gaze landed on him, and after a slight smile, he appeared behind the boy. He patted the boy on the shoulder and said softly into the boy's ears, "You seem to know something."
The boy's body trembled fiercely as he said, "I … I don't know anything."
However, how could a boy in his teens' disguise hide from Kaunitz and the First Prince in Kaunitz's body? He patted the boy on the shoulder, and with a pfft, another old lady fell to the ground.
The boy's body trembled, and he broke out in cold sweat. Agonizing cries rang out incessantly in his ears, and Kaunitz's voice, which was like a demon's low growl, rang out next to him once again, "The person behind you … is that your younger sister?"
"No!"
Kaunitz grabbed the boy's younger sister, and like a phantom, his red silhouette suddenly appeared ten meters away. Looking at the boy's anxious expression, Kaunitz grinned and said, "I'll ask you one last time." He placed his palm gently on the little girl's head and asked, "Where did he go?"
After all, the boy was only a child in his teens. After going through such a great change and facing such pressure, how could he possibly withstand it? He immediately knelt down and said with great difficulty, "He … He went … to Kremlin Bay."
Kaunitz smiled, "You're smart. You didn't lie to me."
At the next moment, the girl in his arms turned into flames, and in less than a second, she was burned into ashes.
"Ahhh!!"
The boy cried out loudly, and his eyes opened wide. The blood vessels on his neck popped up, and he dashed toward Kaunitz. However, at the next moment, he was set ablaze by a spark, and in the blink of an eye, there was only ashes left.
The massacre had started and ended in an instant. Kaunitz nodded. Their secret operation this time around had gone against the Empire's rules, so how could they not get rid of them?
Moreover, it was convenient for them to get rid of Garcia's Black Ghost.
Rebecca said eerily, "That little b * stard has indeed gone to chase after Mumukeya. Kaunitz, the people you've prepared have followed the main group there, right?"
"Of course." Kaunitz's face revealed a hint of savagery. "This time around, it's hard for him to escape. Putting aside the fact that he's just a Windstorm Sword Hero who has only completed his job transition three months ago, even if he had advanced to first transition level 19, he'd still be dead meat."
"Hmm?" The First Prince in his body let out a cold snort, dissatisfied.
Kaunitz immediately reacted, saying in his heart, "Of course, he won't really die. He'll only truly submit to you after receiving our 'hospitality'. He'll become your most loyal hound, your most obedient sword. I guarantee it."
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