Until the moment he died, Preston still couldnât understand how Alex had suddenly gained the ability to
kill
him. And by a huge margin too. That violent thunder energy was not something he could fight back
against. Prestonâs cultivation was in blood
magic art, something that had an effect similar to a wild beast. It could instantly stimulate the blood
energy
accumulated in the body, increasing its speed and strength by a number of times. He had thought that
if the fight dragged on, victory would be his.
Who would have thought that Alexâs last attack would be ten times stronger than before? If he had such
strong
powers, why didnât he use them before this? If he knew about it in advance, he would have fled instead.
With
his speed, it wasnât impossible to escape after all. But now, everything was too late. Bang!
Prestonâs body had lost the ability to resist against Alex, and he fell to his knees directly. Only a little life
force was left in him.
With his last breath, he spat out, âIâm⦠Not⦠Satisfiedâ¦â Waltz rushed up and grabbed his neck with
both her hands, squeezing with all the might in her body. âI want
you to be buried with my father!â
A crackling sound could be heard, then Prestonâs neck broke severely. It drooped down at an awkward
angle. Filled with extreme evil and guilt of monstrous crimes, Preston was a demented person. With his
death, he had
put an end to his sinful life.
Seeing how Waltz was still squeezing Prestonâs neck in a hysterical state and screaming at the top of
her lungs, Alex could understand her feelings. He gently patted her shoulder and said softly, âLittle
Waltz, heâs already
dead.â
âSenior!â Waltz threw herself into Alexâs arms, howling and crying like a helpless child. Very soon,
Anna, Xyla, and everyone came into the shrine again. Seeing Prestonâs corpse, the women who he
had harmed came forward and trampled on his body.
Many of them had met him before because, in Prestonâs eyes, he felt there was no need to avoid these
women who had
one foot in the grave as they had the demon Wisteria fetus in them. They trampled and stomped on
him until he no longer resembled a human. Granny Silvan and Josiah looked at Alex and Waltz, holding
onto each other an extremely conflicting look in
their eyes.
They had personally witnessed the strength of these senior and junior fellows, and it far surpassed
their own. As for Aaron, he couldnât help but taste a bitterness in his heart. He had thought that he
could be of help for
Waltz, but unexpectedly, she didnât need him at all. Just like she had said, it was enough that she had
her
senior.
Alex turned to Anna and said, âAnna, Iâll have to trouble you to clean up the aftermath of this. Little
Waltzâs
foster father had passed away, and we needed to take his body back to California.â
Anna nodded. âIâll have a helicopter bring you back to California. The case in Sanctuary Shrine has
been
registered with the Divine Constabulary. Youâve single handedly handled the case, so youâll get the
credit for
it. I also need to head back and report this to Captain Sky.â Alex nodded his head. âThen, Iâll have to
trouble you for that.â At this time, the eighty plus women who had been rescued came to thank Alex
once again.
âBenefactor, my name is Rebecca Jacques. My father is Cormac Jacques, head of the Jacques family
in
Michigan. If you ever need my family to come forward in the future, please just let us know.â
âBenefactor, my mother is the president of Michigan Business and Commerce. My phone number isâ¦â
âBenefactorâ¦â Every one of the women spoke, where most of them seemed to have come from high-
status families. Alex had
wanted to dismiss them with a wave of a hand and asked them to head home quickly, but when he saw
how
grateful they were to him, his heart softened.
âEveryone, youâve just survived a disaster. Your body will probably feel worse than it was before. As a
doctor, I have the responsibility to help you all once more. How about this? After you all head back,
gather some
medicinal materials, and I will help you refine some medicine. I can at least restore some of your
looks⦠In
addition, what happened here was not anything glorious, so donât let it get out.â
As soon as he said that, the women all smiled. To them, what was more important than looks and fame,
after all?
Alex then rattled off several important materials. Xyla spoke, âBenefactor Alex, we have it all written
down. Go and do what you need to do with peace of mind.
When youâre done, we will come and thank you once again. If you have any needs, I, Xyla Stoermer,
will go
through water and tread fire and will not hesitate to do all I can in my power to help you.â Alex nodded.
He then picked up Lord Lexâs body and got on the helicopter to return to California. As for Aaron,
Granny Silvan, and everyone else, they escorted the eighty women down the mountain.