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10,000 words update tomorrow

Updated around midnight

I've already written 7,000 words, but I drank four bottles of Red Bull to force myself to write them, and my heart feels a little uncomfortable.

Although I slept for 8 hours yesterday, I only slept for 3 hours the day before yesterday. I'm a little hesitant to continue writing, so I'll go take a nap first.

It will definitely be updated, it will just be a little late, so please be patient.

That will also be a good time to tally up the monthly pass bounty settlements.

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Chapter 94: Slaughtering Tier 7 - Annihilation!! 9.4K

Smoke and dust filled the air above the ruins.

Weiss gripped the mangled ice bear paw, silently sensing the terrifying power within his body that had surged dramatically.

After officially stepping into the extraordinary realm of 7th-order killing, the primal killing intent and fanaticism in his heart surged uncontrollably like a flood bursting its banks.

It felt like an addiction attack; it was almost impossible to resist it with reason and willpower.

Gradually, a thick, blood-red filter appeared before his eyes, and the bloodlust of frenzied slaughter echoed in his mind.

It was as if only by tearing apart and killing something could the impending madness be alleviated. He even entered a state of frenzied rage, indifferent to any fatal injury, wanting only to destroy everything in his path.

To put it in simpler terms—

My ultimate skill has been activated, so I must use these few seconds of pure manhood to relentlessly chase down and hack away at the enemy!

Moreover, this was only his incomplete killing experience as a second-order individual.

If someone like the Little Sword Saint awakens naturally and embarks on a path of pure slaughter from the very beginning, the frenzy they experience on a daily basis would probably be several times more severe than this.

Weiss clicked his tongue inwardly in amazement.

"Wow—"

The next second, a gentle breeze stirred up all around.

As a gentle breeze blew by, Weiss's short silver hair began to rise slightly, and his intense blood-red vision cleared up in no time.

Along with the frenzied killing intent that seemed to be burning away reason, it also slowly subsided like the tide.

It seems that the natural system's sequence of addicts does indeed have a unique and remarkable effect in calming emotions.

Not to mention that he is now a climate master who has mastered all the secrets, and can easily suppress the tyrannical will brought about by the 7th level Annihilation.

Weiss has now personally experienced his own abilities.

"good"

"My abilities are indeed quite good."

After regaining my composure.

Weiss slowly turned his head to look at Zell, who was standing there dumbfounded, and said in a calm tone.

"In that case, does that mean the 20 bottles of Storm Potion in the contract are considered to have settled the debt?"

"You can't blame me for those 11 bottles from before..."

Upon hearing this, Zell suddenly came to his senses.

He glanced at the vice president lying in the pit, barely breathing and unrecognizable, and his eyes twitched violently several times.

The vice president of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce was beaten into this miserable state.

This is absolutely not something that can be compared to a few dozen level 7 potions...

Even Zell, a former high-ranking official, was completely blank at this moment, with no idea what to do next.

Weiss ignored Zell's confusion. He noticed that the vice president's chest was still rising and falling slightly in the pit, so he reached out his left hand, grabbed the other man's hair, and pulled him out of the pit like a radish.

The vice president's nearly two-meter-tall, robust physique was now like a worn-out sandbag in Weiss's hands, swaying weakly in mid-air.

"I've reached level 7!"

"So, do you accept it or not?"

Weiss asked casually.

He instinctively wanted to raise his right hand to pat the other person's cheek, but just as he raised it...

He stopped his movement in the blink of an eye.

If that slap really landed, the other person's head would most likely be turned into a puddle of mush.

A few seconds later, the vice president, his face covered in blood, struggled to open his heavy eyelids.

"You... monster..."

Do you think you can get away unscathed after doing something like this?

Faced with the vice president's angry questioning, Weiss was not annoyed, but simply smiled faintly.

He then turned his head and looked at the broken carriages not far away.

After the extravagant sorceress's barrage of attacks, the carriages were almost unrecognizable, with splinters and debris everywhere.

"The goods I painstakingly prepared were all ruined by that woman..." Weiss sighed, his tone filled with heartache. "What am I going to do now? With them in this state, I can't possibly deliver them to you."

Faced with Weiss's self-righteous attempt to shift the blame, the vice president was stunned for a moment, then looked incredulously at the empty, broken boxes and torn cloth bags.

Finally realizing what was happening, he glared intently at Weiss.

"You bastard, there was clearly nothing in there! And you want me to bear these unfounded losses?!"

Upon hearing the vice president's roar, Zell, who was standing to the side, was struck dumb as if by lightning.

What?! It's empty?!

He finally let his guard down and trusted Weiss once, only to have Weiss let him lose so completely!

However, even when his fantasies were exposed on the spot, Weiss's expression did not change in the slightest; he remained completely calm and composed.

He slightly increased the force of his left hand pulling on the hair, and the vice president, who was suspended in mid-air, immediately let out a muffled groan of pain.

Just then, Weiss's eyes flickered slightly.

He noticed an extremely subtle, unusual fluctuation coming from the edge of his outward-emitting wind field.

So Weiss, still holding the person in one hand, slowly turned his head and cast his gaze toward the corner of the abandoned warehouse.

A few seconds later, a green-eyed man with short, lake-blue wolf-tail hair slowly emerged from the shadows.

His eyes were swirling with dynamic visual effects, and at the ends of each strand of hair, tiny ice crystals shimmered like fireflies, making him look quite extraordinary.

The two stood silently facing each other, separated by a distance of several dozen meters.

Without making a sound, Dongjue lowered his gaze and glanced at the family crest on Weiss's chest. For a moment, he couldn't recognize which noble family's emblem it was.

"Lord Dongjue...Lord Dongjue! Save me!!"

The vice president of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce, as if grasping at a last straw, immediately began to wail and loudly complain: "This person not only embezzled our Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce's goods, but now he's trying to kill us to silence us!!!"

In fact, even if the vice president hadn't been here to make the false accusation, Weiss would have already guessed the identity of the person in front of him.

Winter Duke, one of the eight guards directly under the Night Patrol!

Currently, most of the Night Patrol Headquarters' high-end combat forces have been dispatched to other areas, leaving the headquarters in a state of weakness. In this vast royal city, only three direct guards, Ice Consort Winter Duke and Astrologer, remain to patrol and guard the area.

Therefore, the moment the other party stepped into his wind circle of perception, Weiss had already come to a clear answer in his mind.

However, as the wind silently swept over Dong Jue and carefully examined his aura, Weiss couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

To be honest, after seeing Dongjue in person...

There was one situation that he really couldn't understand.

Although the extraordinary power contained within Dong Jue's body was expanding to a much greater extent than that of Bing Fei... however, the traces of the power of snow on his body were extremely weak, so weak that it seemed to be less than one-tenth of that of Bing Fei.

Even compared to astrologists who are not involved in martial arts, the aura of snow on his body was much weaker.

You should know that someone like Ice Princess is the kind of person who can be immediately identified as a direct subordinate of Snow White just by looking at her from a distance.

"What the hell does this happen?"

Weiss pondered to himself.

Snow, one of the Seven Wonders of the World.

The current world king.

What conditions and standards were used to select family members and guards...?

As they stared at each other, seeing that the other person remained silent for a long time, Dong Jue finally couldn't hold back any longer and cautiously spoke up to dissuade him:

“Sir, I am Winter Lord, one of the eight guards directly under the Night Patrol.”

"No matter what personal grudges exist between you, I absolutely cannot tolerate the death of the vice president of the Starry Sky Chamber of Commerce here."

"If you stop now, I won't resort to violence to suppress you..."

Faced with Dong Jue's warning, Weiss did not rush to respond.

To be honest, he never really intended to kill the vice president here.

After all, the sheer amount of information that Zell had brought—a full 38 bottles of Tier 7 potions—could not possibly have been kept completely secret, especially since the coachmen he had hired were not mute.

If he really intended to kill and silence witnesses, he would have killed every single person present the moment Dong Jue stepped into his domain.

Next, all you need to do is cover the entire crime scene with the amusement park to clean up the traces, and finally put on the Wind Cloak and make a graceful exit, leaving your good deeds and fame hidden away.

However, Weiss knew very well that if he did that, it was only a matter of time before the night patrols found out.

The Night Patrol Headquarters isn't stupid.

With such a renowned astrologist around, it's impossible for me to wear the Wind Robe forever.

More importantly...

run away?

That's the approach for level 8.

At this moment, standing before him was Dong Jue, one of the eight guards directly under the Night Patrol.

For someone who has just stepped into the 7th rank, there is probably no one in the world more suitable as a sparring partner than someone of his level!

After a moment of contemplation, under the cold gaze of Dong Jue, Weiss slowly released his left hand and threw the vice president he was holding onto the ground like trash.

The vice president, who had just landed, breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally escaped a disaster.

However, in the very next second—

"boom!!!"

The sudden gravitational wind, like Mount Tai pressing down without warning, once again crushed down from above!

The vice president, who had just caught his breath, didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was once again slammed into the hard ground by the distorted lines of air. His entire body was instantly mangled, his eyeballs bulging out, and his eyes wide with rage.

Weiss looked down at him, his cold tone laced with sarcasm:

"What, you really think that just because the Eight Guardians are here, they can rescue you unharmed?"

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully..."

"You'll understand soon enough..."

Seeing this horrifying scene from not far away, Zell was trembling uncontrollably all over.

What exactly is Weiss doing?

Could he be so insane as to openly confront one of the Night Patrol Guards within the royal city?

At the same time, Dong Jue finally realized what was happening and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

He simply couldn't comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

Even though he, as one of the eight guards, had personally arrived at the crime scene, this superhuman dared to continue committing violence right in front of him!?

You must know, this is the royal city under night patrol!

"stop!!!"