The old man was utterly speechless. âTo think that a sect would forget their ancestors⦠Beyond
redemption.â
Martiny was worried for the safety of Gilbert and the others. âWhereâs my husband? What did you do to
them?â she snapped coldly.
âYour husband? Oh, that man is your partner?â Ron looked at Martiny lustfully. He felt the itch of desire
in his heart, that powerful urge of carrying her away right how and making out with her.
âThen Iâd have to congratulate you. Your former husband is dead, and I will soon be your new husband.
Rest assured, Iâll give you lots of love. I wonât let you feel lonely.â
âDo you have a death wish?â Furious, Martiny charged over immediately, ready to fight with her life.
Barne quickly moved over and pulled her to a stop. âAunt Mayer, let me handle these bastards. Iâm very
skilled at killing them.â
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Even though Martiny had become a Dragon Whisperer, she had just had her veins altered. If she
attacked forcefully now, it wouldnât be good for her body.
âYouâre asking for it now, you brat!â
âIâll skin you alive and hang your corpse on the walls of this hall,â Ron gleefully proclaimed with his
teeth clenched, looking at Barne as if he was looking at a dead person.
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Just then, Ronâs lackey jumped out. âBoss, you donât need to personally handle these weak natives. I
can kill him with one slash of my sword. Iâll let him know how shallow and unintelligent he is.â
Ron said, âDonât kill him too easily. Break all four of his limbs and pull his tongue out for me. Thatâs the
price he has to pay for insulting me.â
The lackey replied. âNo problem.â
The lackey was a man of his word. He attacked swiftly, not seeing Barne as a worthy opponent. The
sword moved like lightning, surrounded by a dead silence.
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The lackey muttered. âBegin in silence, and end in death!â
Butcher, who was next to Barne at the time, reminded him loudly. âBe careful, donât take the attack
head-on!â
Barne
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Butcher had almost died under the same attack just now, the images of which haunted him when he
thought back upon it.
Despite that, Barne still stood there, as if he was too shocked with fear. The members of the sect all
showed expressions of disdain.
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âHmph, I even wondered how strong he was. Turns out heâs just boasting. What trash!â
âNatives are natives, after all. The natives of this wasteland are no different from rubbish. Just a look at
the sword, and heâs already so terrified that he canât move his feet.â
Theyâd looked down on natives before, and they werenât about to start respecting them now.
Whoosh!
The Silencing Sword slashed onto Barneâs neck with immense fury. Just then, everyoneâs expression
turned as they saw how Barneâs neck was untouched. Moreover, a shadow, or what seemed like an
afterirnage, appeared behind him.
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Barne
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Splurt!
A stream of blood shot toward the sky.
The blood, however, belonged to the severed necked lackey, his eyes stared wide, and his head was
sent flying.