However, Eustace rushed into the crowd like a Grim Reaper from hell the next second, mercilessly generating consecutive booms. Every move he made contained boundless killing intent, not to mention that he was also using the mental cage. Under such circumstances, it was a pretty much one-sided slaughter of the dozen black-clothed guards of the Fourcade’s.

Bam!

Bam!

Bam!

A dozen guards were killed one after another in less than two minutes.

Each of them would die a horrible death.

At that moment, only the sect master of the Lightning Pavilion, Luis Ackerman, had not been killed at the scene.

Luis was dumbfounded as he watched the bloody horror unfolding.

Before he came, he had even fantasized that those Fourcades would seemingly bear an unwarranted grudge against Alex. In that case, he could add fuel to the fire and make a fuss about it. When the time came, he would watch those Fourcade’s deal with Alex, then head to Mount Dragon-Tiger to give Jade and the others a hard time.

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