Maxwell Lawrence was completely crushed on the ground. His body instantly turned into a pulp.

Even his soul couldn’t escape in time.

The turning of tables had happened too quickly.

Before Alex Rockefeller could even register it, Maxwell had already died.

“Ahh—”

“You… You actually killed him?” Alex started to frown.

‘This is a huge mess!’ Alex thought.

“He was going to kill me. Was I supposed just to let him kill me? If I hadn’t spared a few tricks up my sleeves to protect myself, I’d have died long ago! That’s why you need to toughen up quickly! Otherwise, this Peak-Nascent Soul would be able to kill you a hundred times over,” Yuno said nonchalantly.

“I’m going to put the corpse away first. Otherwise, the blood will seep into the floor panels. It’ll be difficult to clean up,” Alex said.

Alex put his clothes on and was about to keep Maxwell’s corpse in a storage bag when another person unexpectedly entered through the window.

This time, it was Nora Stewart.

At this moment, No