“Kill!”
Without any unnecessary words, a tidal wave of over ten thousand black-clad figures surged toward Chris, steel blades glinting in the rain.
Clang!
With a crisp metallic sound, Dragon Slayer was unsheathed, its icy aura chilling the air.
“Die!”
Chris roared, gripping Dragon Slayer as he charged headlong into the fray. His eyes glowed a blood-red hue, brimming with unrestrained killing intent.
Candace had been gravely injured, her fate uncertain. This filled Chris with a seething rage that had been simmering in his chest. Now, he was ready to unleash it all.
“Ahhh!”
Chris threw his head back and let out a thunderous roar. In the next instant, his blade fell, slicing a black-clad assailant cleanly in two.
Blood mixed with rainwater and flowed freely, staining the ground red.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The battle erupted into chaos.
Chris stood alone, facing thousands.
From the very beginning, the clash burned with white-hot intensity. One after another, black-clad figures were flung aside, their bodies broken by Chris’s devastating strikes. Yet, more came, wave after unrelenting wave, surging toward him like an unstoppable tide.
Blades flashed. Screams tore through the night. The sound of steel meeting steel reverberated like thunder.
Not far away, Seraphina stood, her face set in a grim expression as she watched the carnage unfold.
“The Frost family’s warriors, the Sterling family’s cultivators, and even the Frost family’s deathsworn… It seems the Frost family is determined to kill Mr. Shelby tonight.”
The Frost family’s deathsworn were all cultivators of the Transcendence realm. They were fanatically loyal, willing to die for the family’s interests without hesitation.
With so many arrayed against him, Chris’s situation looked dire.
Seeing this, Seraphina prepared to step in.
“Wait!”
Lord Valerian’s voice suddenly rang out beside her.
“Why?”
Seraphina turned to him, her confusion evident.
Lord Valerian’s expression was icy. “Chris is already consumed by rage over Candace’s injury. If he doesn’t have the chance to release it now, it will fester inside him and become a burden. This battle may be brutal, but it’s also necessary for him.”
Hearing this, Seraphina turned her gaze back to Chris.
At this moment, he looked like a madman, wildly swinging Dragon Slayer as he engaged the enemy.
“But…” Seraphina said worriedly, “there are so many of them. Can Mr. Shelby really hold them off alone?”
Lord Valerian’s face remained stoic. “I’ve fought Chris many times. His strength is no less than mine. He’ll survive.”
Lord Valerian knew Chris’s capabilities well. He had tried to kill Chris on multiple occasions, but each time, Chris had emerged unscathed. That alone spoke volumes about his strength.
Even so, Seraphina’s worry didn’t fade. Chris was her father’s prized disciple. If he fell here, how could she face her father upon his return?
“Kill… kill… kill…”
Chris’s bloodshot eyes glowed fiercely. Like a wounded beast driven to madness, he was consumed by a singular obsession: slaughter.
Gripping Dragon Slayer tightly, he cut down one black-clad figure after another with almost supernatural force.
No one could stop him.
“Ahhh!”
“Ahhh!”
“Ahhh!”
Screams of agony filled the night as Frost and Sterling family cultivators collapsed into pools of blood.
Most were cut down by Chris’s blade; the few who survived were grievously injured.
By now, the entire street had turned into a river of blood. Corpses littered the ground, a grotesque and horrifying sight.
Chris’s face remained expressionless. His mind held only one thought-kill.
This unrelenting desire for destruction unleashed Chris’s full potential. Alone, he forced the thousands-strong army into retreat.
In less than half an hour, the street was strewn with over a thousand corpses.
The remaining fighters trembled in fear, staring at Chris with wide, terrified eyes. None of them had ever encountered such a monstrous foe.
They began to retreat. They were scared.
The news reached the Frost family’s estate, sending shockwaves through the household.
Leonard Frost, the family patriarch, was livid. He never imagined that even ten thousand cultivators couldn’t bring down Chris.
“This is impossible!” Leonard growled, his face dark with fury.
Turning to his son, Kevin Frost, he barked, “Kevin, take your men and finish him! No matter what, Chris must die!”
“Yes!”
Without hesitation, Kevin Frost departed with his forces.
After he left, Leonard turned to Plain Frost. “Contact the Sterling family. Tell them to send reinforcements immediately!”
“Understood!”
Plain Frost nodded and hurried to make the call. Moments later, his face darkened.
“Father,” he said hesitantly, “the Sterling family says the risk is too great. They refuse to send more people.”
“Fools! Cowards!” Leonard roared, slamming his fist onto the table. “Do they think they have any other options? If Chris survives, he’ll be an unstoppable threat. Fools, all of them!”
Leonard’s anger burned hotter as he cursed the Sterling family’s shortsightedness.
Meanwhile, other noble families watched the unfolding events with great interest. None dared act until the Frost family’s battle with Chris reached its conclusion.
At the same time, Kevin Frost arrived at the blood-soaked battlefield.
When he saw the countless corpses lining the street, his heart sank.
Kevin raised his head and locked eyes with Chris, who stood in the center of the carnage. Covered in blood, Chris looked like a demon risen from hell.
Kevin’s gaze hardened, his eyes blazing with killing intent.
If Chris wasn’t stopped here and now, it would spell the end of the Frost family.
Drawing his sword, Kevin bellowed, “All Frost family warriors, hear me! Charge! Kill Chris!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
The deafening war cries echoed as Kevin led his remaining forces in a desperate charge.
Chris lifted his head, his blood-red eyes locking onto Kevin. A chilling gleam flashed in his gaze.
Without a word, Chris gripped Dragon Slayer and lunged toward Kevin.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
One after another, Frost family cultivators fell beneath Chris’s blade. Not a single one could halt his advance.
Seeing Chris drawing closer, Kevin screamed, “Kill him! Stop him at all costs!”
More Frost family cultivators swarmed Chris, hemming him in on all sides.
Suddenly, shadows clad in crimson robes appeared around the battlefield.
The Emberwood Guards.
Without hesitation, the Emberwood Guards drew their blades and descended upon the Frost family forces.
Faced with the Emberwood Guards’ ferocity, the Frost family’s resistance crumbled.
Chaos reigned.
“Die!”
Amidst the chaos, Chris’s Dragon Slayer descended toward Kevin Frost.
Kevin’s eyes widened in horror as he screamed, “No-!”