The first to die was a Wolf Tribe Duke, his head sliced open like a watermelon by an ice sword.
Next came the second Wolf Tribe Duke, then the third, and the fourth…
In just a few breaths, twenty-nine Wolf Tribe Dukes, Marquises, and Earls lay dead on the spot.
Only Oliver, under the immense threat of death, managed to unleash the fastest speed of his life and dodged the ice sword aimed at him.
Leo’s lips curled into a cold smile as he flashed and appeared almost instantaneously behind Oliver.
Then, Leo reached out towards Oliver from a distance.
A giant flaming hand appeared out of thin air, grabbing Oliver’s massive wolf body.
Oliver struggled and screamed until he turned to ashes in the flaming hand.
As the flaming hand dissipated, three items fell from mid-air.
They were the Wolf Tribe Sacred Items owned by Oliver: the Reaper’s Scythe, the Demon’s Bracelet, and the Moon Goddess Necklace.
With a wave of his right hand, Leo summoned the three items to float before him.
Without hesitation, Leo stored the three items in his storage bag.
Of course, Augustus’s Tess Holy Bow and Wolfsbane Hammer were also claimed by Leo.
Seeing all the Werewolves being effortlessly killed by Leo, the Orientia Ninjas were terrified beyond belief. Their eyes were filled with nothing but fear.
“Master Yota, we…” Byron said with a trembling voice.
At this moment, Byron had no courage to fight; he didn’t even dare to think about it.
“Run, run as far as you can!” Yota said through gritted teeth, trying to steady his mind.
Yota wasn’t foolish. He knew very well that if they faced Leo head-on, their fate would be the same as the Werewolves’.
So he could only hope that Leo hadn’t noticed them and then escape amidst the chaos from the Seven Stars Sword Sect.
Having made up his mind, Yota was the first to leap down from the tree and then used Ninja Art to flee quickly in the direction they had come from.
Eleanor followed closely behind, with Byron, Hank, and other Earth Ninjas trailing after them.
On another tree, members of the True Martial Sect were also too scared to move.
“Master Amari, what should we do now?” Gage asked in a low voice, trembling with fear.
“Master Amari, let’s run!” Dylan swallowed hard and looked at Amari with a trembling voice.
At this moment, Dylan had no thoughts of taking over the Seven Stars Sword Sect; he didn’t want to die miserably like the Werewolves.
To Gage and Dylan’s surprise, Amari shook his head and said in a dejected tone, “It’s too late; we can’t escape anymore. That kid’s strength now is probably no less than that of a Warrior God. Nothing around here escapes his eyes.”
“Now, if we want to survive, there’s only one way.”
“Master Amari, what way?” Dylan asked fearfully despite his age.
“Go out voluntarily and admit our mistakes,” Amari said through gritted teeth, word by word.
Elder Dylan nodded heavily upon hearing this.
As long as they could survive, admitting mistakes or even kneeling down would be acceptable.
Having collected the Wolf Tribe Sacred Items, Leo’s icy gaze first looked towards the direction where the Orientia Ninjas had fled and then towards where the True Martial Sect was hiding.
To Leo’s surprise, just as he glanced over, more than twenty people flashed out from the tree and quickly rushed towards Martial Arts Square.
This situation made Leo’s eyes flash with a hint of contemplation.
The members of the True Martial Sect were all dressed in white robes with “True Martial” embroidered on their left chest.
So when they appeared in Martial Arts Square, everyone present immediately recognized their origin.
“True Martial Sect? Why are they here?” Serene Dark’s old face showed a puzzled expression.
The True Martial Sect was a hidden martial arts sect that resided deep in Sagsoll Mountain and rarely engaged in worldly affairs.
As they approached Donovan, Amari said loudly, “Mr. Coleman, upon hearing that Werewolves were rampaging on our Atraria land, the True Martial Sect came specifically to assist!”
After his voice fell, Amari and his group appeared opposite Donovan and his people.
Donovan, who was severely injured but had regained some strength after taking a Major Vitality Pill, was not unfamiliar with Amari and Elder Dylan of the True Martial Sect.
“Master Amari?” Donovan looked at Amari with doubt in his eyes.
“Mr. Coleman, how did you get so badly injured? Is… is the battle already over?” Amari asked with concern as he glanced at Donovan.
Then he seemed to notice the corpses on the ground for the first time and showed a shocked expression on his face.
Donovan nodded but couldn’t understand why the True Martial Sect would show up at this particular moment.
The Coleman family had no deep ties with the True Martial Sect. Moreover, as far as Donovan knew, unless there was profit or their own interests were involved, the True Martial Sect usually didn’t meddle in others’ affairs.
The sudden appearance of the True Martial Sect today-could it be that they had changed?
“These Werewolves are truly detestable. They really think our Atraria is unguarded!” Amari snorted coldly with anger on his face. “It’s a pity we arrived late; otherwise, we would have personally slain a few Werewolves.”
Standing beside Amari, Dylan also shook his head with regret written all over his face.
“You two are very considerate.” Donovan still didn’t understand what the True Martial Sect was up to but responded politely nonetheless.
If they had appeared before Leo returned and helped them kill the Werewolves, Donovan and his people would have been grateful.
But appearing only after Leo had returned and killed all the Werewolves made their intentions highly suspicious.
“Such acting skills; it’s a pity you’re not actors.”
Leo’s figure flickered as he appeared beside Donovan.
Hearing Leo’s words made Amari’s expression freeze for a moment.
However, with his excellent acting skills, he quickly regained composure and looked at Leo calmly.
Since they were acting, they had to go all out. Amari bet that Leo wouldn’t kill them in front of everyone from the East family.
Forcing a smile on his face, Amari said, “This must be Leo, the honorary master of Seven Stars Sword Sect? We just saw you kill those Werewolves. Truly a young hero.”
“Leo, what did you mean by what you just said?” Amari asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“I mean your acting skills are good but useless in front of me!”
Leo snorted coldly as he released his divine sense towards Amari’s head.
Then Leo used his newly learned divine sense skill: Soul Snare!
Amari’s body trembled instantly. His once shrewd eyes became clouded, and his expression turned blank.
“Look at me,” Leo commanded.