âSomethingâs gone wrong. Something mustâve gone wrong!â
Fannyâs heart was pounding incredibly hard, and cold sweat trickled down his back. Checking the time,
there was still twenty minutes until the clock struck twelve. He stood up abruptly and rushed out of his
place.
***
The Johanssons at Maple Villa 8 didnât pick up because they were way too shocked by what they saw.
Just a second ago, all of them watched as thirty one warriors lunged towards Alex and the others. They
had really thought that Alex would be done for. The Duncan siblings thought so as well.
They were happy with this result. It didnât matter if he could cure their grandfatherâs stomach cancer; it
didnât even matter if he was the actual Grandmaster Alex. As long as he was dead, their grandfather
couldnât possibly put the blame on them.
âAs for his lifeâ¦â
âOthers die from stomach cancer easily, so why arenât you dead yet?â
Just then, the Dragonâs Bane of Thirty-Six floated in the air. Alex waved lightly, forming thirty one of
them into killing rays of light. These were aimed at those warriors lunging at them.
Whooshâ¦
In just a second, all of them were murdered.
âWhat did we just see?â
Everyone except Aunt Rockefeller was appalled. They couldnât believe that such powers existed in this
world.
âWas that how he kills people?â
âNoâ¦â
âThat was almost as easy as slaughtering livestock!â
âIs this man some type of god?â
The rest of the warriors started trembling in fear, realizing how they had almost suffered the same fate.
âWhat do we do?â
âShould we keep fighting? Or should we retreat?â
All of them looked at one another.
The rest of the 469 warriors didnât dare to take another step. They knew they would just be asking for
death if they did. At that moment, everyone fell silent, not even daring to breathe too loud.
The Duncan siblings fell to the ground, unable to crawl back up to their feet.
All they could think of wasâ¦
âItâs true! Grandpa wasnât lying!â
âThis grandmaster Alex can call for lightning with his hand! He can kill evil spirits with ease as well!â
They finally realized this when they saw him murdering all thirty one warriors with his Dragonâs Bane of
Thirty-Six.
âHeâs a godlike being!â
Alex immediately collected the thirty one swords and merged them with the other five, making them
disappear into thin air. His head felt an immensely sharp pain, a side effect of using the Dragonâs Bane
of Thirty-Six.
Alex hadnât really mastered any of the formation blueprints for all thirty-six swords. Hence, he merely
forced himself into controlling them, draining his energy and mental power in the process.
Aunt Rockefeller came to his side and placed her palm on his lower back, inserting a large amount of
spiritual power into his body.
She whispered, âYouâre pretty weak, Alex. Youâre already drained after using it once? How could you
handle that many women around you then? Iâm worried.â
After a brief while, an old man rushed over to the villa, stumbling slightly.
It was Fanny, the head of the Johansson family.
As a Mystic-ranked fighter, he had spent all his strength running over, causing him to pant profusely.
Despite doing all of this, all of his Mystic-ranked fighters still ended up murdered before he could arrive.
Thud!
He knelt to the ground, crying hysterically.