Kelly reached out and took it, feeling it was light and weightless. “Such a beautiful armor,” she said.
The Purple Thunder Spirit Crocodile Armor shimmered with a faint purple light, soft and light. It felt as comfortable as silk, incredibly pleasant to the touch.
“You can wear the armor like underwear, and it can protect you from ten fatal injuries,” Leo explained.
“This… This armor must be very valuable… I… I can’t accept it,” Kelly hesitated, although she really liked it.
“I’m giving it to you, so just take it. Now, go home and don’t keep your mother waiting,” Leo waved his hand.
“Will we… Will we see each other again in the future?” Kelly asked with a lowered head, her voice weak.
“If fate allows, we will meet again,” Leo replied casually, leaving with a flick of his sleeve, heading towards the Thunder Wing Beast.
Only when she watched the Thunder Wing Beast soar into the night sky did Kelly suddenly realize something. “Oh, I’m so silly! I forgot to ask him for his contact information!”
Next, Leo prepared to kill his next target.
In the eastern part of the city, there stood a magnificent building.
The whole building was dark, except for a luxurious office on the eighth floor.
In the office, there were two people with high noses.
One of them held a vintage pipe, sitting on the sofa, blowing smoke rings, looking very content.
The other person, dressed in a black suit, stood respectfully in front of the sofa, holding a report in his hand.
“Lord Baron Andre, this is last month’s sales figures. Please have a look,” the man in the black suit respectfully handed over the report.
Baron Andre didn’t bother to take it or even look at it. He lazily asked, “Just tell me how much the profit has increased.”
“Twenty percent,” the man in the black suit replied.
“Hmm, not bad,” Andre exhaled a smoke ring, nodding.
Seeing that the man in the black suit didn’t intend to leave, Andre glanced at him and asked, “Is there anything else?”
“Lord Baron Andre, something big happened three days ago,” the man said.
“What happened?”
“Count Henry, Viscount Fernand, nine Blood Wolf Guards, and four Barons, all died in the Seven Stars Sword Sect.”
“What!?” Andre’s pipe shook on his lips.
Andre knew that Augustus had sent Henry and others to occupy the Seven Stars Sword Sect. He thought it would be an effortless task.
“That Seven Stars Sword Sect led by Langstel, from what I know, is just a third-rate martial sect. How could Count Henry and the others be completely wiped out?” Andre’s eyes flashed with a hint of bloodlust.
“According to the latest information, Count Henry was killed by a martial cultivator named Leo from Atraria,” the man in the black suit reported.
“That despicable Atraria martial cultivator. Prince Augustus will surely tear him apart!” Andre’s face twisted with anger. “Jabbul, does the Prince have any new instructions?”
“Yes, the Prince has ordered us to hold our ground for now.”
“Hold our ground?” Andre was puzzled.
“Lord Baron Andre, in a little over a month, the Sacred Liquid will condense in the Holy Grail. I believe Prince Augustus is waiting for that moment,” Jabbul speculated.
“Once the Prince consumes the Sacred Liquid, our Modric Wolf Clan will become even stronger. At that time, crushing that Atraria martial cultivator will be as simple as squashing a bug,” Jabbul guessed.
Andre nodded. “Hmm, your analysis should be correct.”
Just as Andre finished speaking, he saw a look of fear suddenly flash in Jabbul’s eyes as he stared straight behind him.
Feeling a strong sense of danger, Andre swiftly turned his head, only to see an Atraria person standing against the wall behind him, looking at them both with a playful expression.
“You… Who are you?” Andre’s pupils contracted, his face changing drastically.
“My name is Leo,” the Atraria man replied.
“Jabbul, transform!” Andre shouted.
Two energy blades flashed.
“Puff, puff!”
After two muffled sounds, Jabbul and Andre each had a bloody hole in their chests.
Leo flicked his left and right hands simultaneously, and two Lost Soul Pills flew into the mouths of Jabbul and Andre.
“Tell me everything you know about the werewolves.”
“Okay.” Andre nodded mechanically and proceeded to tell Leo everything he knew about the werewolves.
After obtaining the desired information, Leo waved his right hand, and Jabbul and Andre fell to the ground.
Leo’s figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.
It wasn’t until the sky began to brighten that Leo stopped his killing spree.
So far, more than thirty werewolves had died at Leo’s hands. Apart from the werewolves who went to other cities, Leo had essentially eliminated the werewolves in the surrounding cities of Langstel.
Upon returning to the Seven Stars Sword Sect, Leo took a comfortable bath, had breakfast, and rested for a while.
At noon, Theodore, Serene Dark, and the others also returned.
Following the tasks assigned by Leo, Theodore and his group not only dealt with the ten werewolves on the list but also killed an additional five.
In other words, in the span of one night, forty-five werewolves from the Modock family perished in Atraria.
After having lunch, Leo took out a portion of the Great Vitality Pills and distributed them to Theodore, Ocean Source, and the others.
He then instructed them to return to the Iron Sword Sect, eliminate all the werewolves within the Ron State, and summon him if needed.
Next, Leo’s task was to use Spirit Jade to set up a Spirit Gathering Formation in the training ground of the Seven Stars Sword Sect and strengthen the Spirit Gathering Formation beneath Spirit Crocodile Cliff.
While Leo was arranging the formations, various departments in the Chiville State were in shock.
Overnight, many foreign people died, including some prominent businessmen in the corporate world. The criminal investigation departments were extremely busy.
In a certain place in Langstel, when Abel received a document from Fire Rose and glanced through it, his old face immediately filled with astonishment.
Looking at the list of names in the document, Abel couldn’t remain calm. “Is everything written in this document true?”
Fire Rose nodded.
To be honest, when she received this document, she was just as shocked as Abel.
“Boss, the situation has had a significant impact, and our people have already intervened,” Fire Rose said.
“Leo is insane. I only gave him twenty people, but he wiped out forty-five. It was just one night. How did he manage to do it?” Abel sighed and shook his head.
Abel expressed some concern, “Out of the forty-five deceased, were they all werewolves, or were there any ordinary people?”
“After examination, they were all werewolves. They were mostly killed with a single blow before they had a chance to transform,” Fire Rose replied.
“How on earth did he identify and target the werewolves outside the list?” Abel pondered, unable to figure it out.