The crowd was in an uproar, and everyone started running away.
The won’s eyes were filled with fear and distress as their bodies began to tremble unconsciously.
Fear; incomparable fear.
The vicious treatnt by the undying guards made them tremble in primal fear.
Maxwell supported the pregnant woman who was stepped on by the huge, burly guy. Seeing her extrely pale face, he couldn’t help but feel pain in his heart.
Was he even human?
He didn’t even let a pregnant woman off, and still maintained that arrogant expression.
Everyone had parents; everyone ca from a mother. This kind of treatnt of a pregnant woman was done by soone lower than a beast!
Maxwell glanced at the lower half of the huge, burly guy’s body. His eyes still revealed an endless amount of rage as he wanted to kill that guy another ten thousand tis.
The old granny ca forward and supported the pregnant woman who was about to faint from pain. "Immortal, they have co."
Maxwell calmly smiled and said, "They’ve co at the perfect ti."
Since he was enraged, he had to fully release it!
In an instant, Maxwell didn’t bother waiting for the guards to arrive and directly rushed out towards them.
Maxwell shot forth like a bullet, and his clenched fists left behind a fiery light trail that appeared to be dragging behind his figure.
"Who is it!"
Maxwell leapt up with force. His right fist pulled back, filled with condensed power, before a heavy punch slamd down.
He had accurately aid for the front-most person’s head before his attack landed.
A at explosion by a single punch!
A system notification sounded off in Maxwell’s mind.
"Crackle!"
A single punch... Instant kill!
Once the first punch slamd down, it was followed by a second punch. Maxwell angrily shouted: "You bastards all deserve death, so just go straight to hell for !"
He was like an out-of-control, crazy demon.
The image of the pregnant woman being stepped on replayed itself in Maxwell’s mind, causing the fiery anger inside him to rise further.
The more enraged he was, the more he wanted to vent.
Each punch he threw would destroy an undying guard. At the sa ti, Maxwell wanted to show those won that those so-called undying guards were just a bunch of trash, and there was no need to be afraid of them.
Killing like crazy!
In less than thirty seconds, there was only one guard left out of the small sixteen-man patrol group.
The surviving guard happened to be the patrol team’s leader.
Riding a mount that looked like a hellhound, the patrol leader originally had a ferocious-looking expression. Now he was pointing his spear at Maxwell, who was shaking a bit. He looked at all the dead guards around him with an extrely ugly look on his face, mixed with puzzlent.
How was this possible?
What’s going on? The Dark King bestowed upon us immortal bodies, so how could they have died?
In addition, who was this man in front of ?
How was he able to kill my undying guards?
With his panicked expression and a voice that was trembling, the patrol leader asked: "Who on earth are you?"
Maxwell faintly smiled and replied: "I just said it, I’m your Immortal."
The eyes of the patrol leader darkened. The ferocious-looking hound below him started growling as he coldly harrumphed.
"Co at !"
Maxwell angrily shouted. He then crooked his finger and smiled: "You bunch of dumbasses; you really think that you’re unkillable?"
"The Dark King will never lie to us. Our physical bodies are eternal..."
Maxwell didn’t bother waiting for the patrol leader to finish and started picking his ears to express that he was sick of hearing those words. His figure blurred, and a punch had already slamd out.
The patrol leader stopped talking as he jumped backwards off the back of the hellhound.
At the sa ti, the hellhound pounced forth like crazy.
"A damn beast like you dares to act arrogant in front of ?" Maxwell’s punch shifted in midair before slamming down onto the ferocious hound’s back.
The fiery punch directly smashed the hound’s body into two pieces!
The hound didn’t die. It was similar to the guard and had a so-called immortal physical body. The dog’s eyes were glaring at Maxwell while it continued barking at him from the ground.
It was acting like it had no fear of Maxwell!
Maxwell was super irritated by this and imdiately stomped on the head of the ferocious hound. Its brain matter splattered all over the ground while Maxwell shouted: "Let’s see you keep barking now!"
The patrol leader had an extrely ugly look on his face, "How is it that you..."
Maxwell sneered in reply: "How am I able to kill everyone? I’ll explain it: You guys are all a bunch of dumbasses who think you have immortal bodies, when in fact you are all just a bunch of trash."
They were truly all quite useless.
If we were to use a cultivation level to define them, they were at most in the early silver rank.
But, if Maxwell hadn’t found their weakness, it’s possible their undying bodies would have increased their combat power to the equivalent of soone at the gold rank.
Ask yourself this: if a person you’re fighting doesn’t feel pain, and wouldn’t die no matter how much damage you’ve dealt them, how are you supposed to fight with them?
Fortunately, Maxwell had discovered their weakness or else let’s not talk about fighting; these guys could probably tire him to death.
It was also due to this reason that their experience was so high, making this place a good place to grind. If there were tens of thousands more of these types of guys around...
Maxwell couldn’t help swallow down his saliva. Then wouldn’t levelling up to the gold rank be as quick as the blink of an eye?
The patrol leader’s eyes looked like they could spray flas at this point. He then cursed out, "The Dark King will not lie to us! You cannot kill us, hahaha... An outsider like you will die a miserable death; the Dark King will bestow us immortality once again, hahaha..."
Maxwell’s feet made a move, and Ghost Steps was activated.
An illusory line of his figure was seen as he instantly arrived next to the patrol leader. Maxwell’s lips curved into a grim reaper-like smile as he coldly said, "Try laughing again..."
The patrol leader was just about to open his mouth to laugh when a fist covered in fiery hot magma smashed into his mouth.
Instant combustion; his head started burning like crazy!
Thick black smoke started coming out of his nose, eyes, and ears.
Inside the patrol leader’s head was an insect the length of half a finger, struggling to squirm out of his head.
Also at this ti, a sudden notification tone sounded off in Maxwell’s mind.
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for levelling Magma Fire. Do you wish to upgrade it?"
"It levelled up?" Maxwell felt joy and imdiately said in his mind, "Upgrade!"
"Crackle!"
"Please make a selection for upgrading: Feet, chest, or head."
"What does that an? Could it be that this martial technique is capable of transforming one’s physical body and eventually turning them into a magma person? Just like a human torch?"
In an instant, Maxwell beca ecstatic and said to himself, "Could the upgrades eventually lead to beco just like Akainu, one of the three strongest admirals of the Marines in One Piece? Or perhaps Portgas D. Ace? Or would I possess the powers of both of them? Holy shit, man, does it really need to be this aweso? My little heart can’t handle this type of excitent!"
Imdiately after, Maxwell considered for a brief mont before making his decision: "Upgrade the feet!"
"Crackle!"
"In the process of upgrading the feet..."
Why would he choose his feet to be upgraded first?
The chest and the head would only increase his defence a little, while the feet were capable of attacking. When one’s foot kicks out like a fiery whip, how cool is that look?
Of course, there was actually another main reason why Maxwell had chosen to upgrade his feet. He was thinking of another character inside One Piece, the curled eyebrow chef Vinsmoke Sanji. How powerful were his pair of deadly legs?
Several seconds went by.
White steam started appearing around Maxwell’s feet before it eventually turned red. Small amounts of magma then started bubbling around them.
His hands and feet now looked like they were made of magma, creating a look that was simply too dreadful!
Also at this ti, the patrol leader was on his last breath before Maxwell coldly smiled: "Go to hell."
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a loud and robust voice was heard, and then a black cloud floated down from the sky.
There was a golden light shining in the midst of the black cloud, and at the sa ti, an endless amount of deathly aura could be felt.
"If you tell to stop and I stop, then wouldn’t I be a joke?" Maxwell said in contempt before moving his right fist.
Without a care for the consequences, Maxwell imdiately slaughtered the patrol leader.
"Bam!"
The black cloud exploded, and the endless amount of death aura crashed into Maxwell like a tsunami.
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