The shock was very visible on everyone’s faces as their jaws dropped.
How could this have happened? The Raging Fire Bull clearly was about to slam into Maxwell, and he was going to die in the next second. But the Raging Fire Bull suddenly stopped and started playing around with Maxwell. It was like a little puppy trying to please its owner. What was going on?
Was this an illusion? Or did the Raging Fire Bull lose its mind? They couldn’t see the na above the Raging Fire Bull, or else everything would be clear to them.
"Raging Fire Bull: Maxwell!"
That’s the na that appears above the Raging Fire Bull, which ant it was Maxwell’s minion! It was a super war pet that did whatever Maxwell wanted it to do.
This was exactly the power behind Puppet Master, capable of recruiting spawned beasts as their own war pets!
Maxwell made a thought, and the Raging Fire Bull stood up, exploding forth its vicious aura of a spawned beast. Mixed with the vicious aura was its killing intent that was matchless in this area!
Maxwell swept his glance past the crowd in hatred as he said in a dominating tone: "Those who don’t want to die should leave now!"
This was considered charity. The charity that Maxwell was giving to the Gillette Household. He didn’t want to completely end them!
Once Maxwell said that, all the Gillette Household mbers revealed looks of hate in their eyes.
Many of them actually stepped forward slowly and said in mockery, "Maxwell, your death is imminent, yet you’re still blabbing nonsense instead of looking at the present situation. If I were you, I’d just commit suicide and finish it off quickly."
"What am I going to do if he commits suicide? Sir Gregory said that either punches or cuts would be rewarded with spawned beasts. Even if he dies, he should die by our hands."
"That’s right, committing suicide is too easy to let him off."
Maxwell’s lips curved as he figured this would be the outco. He then lightly smiled and said, "You bunch of idiots that don’t know the aning of death. Since you guys want to die, then I can only fulfil your wishes."
Standing off at a distance, Gregory smiled arrogantly and yelled out: "Attack!"
"Maxwell, hurry up and run!"
"Run, Sir Maxwell!"
"Keep quiet, trophy!" Gregory cursed as he once again yanked on Gwendolyn’s hair.
Constantine managed to raise his head to yell out before so people once again stepped on him, forcing him back into the ground. With his head covered in dirt, the hideous-looking lines at the back of his head started flaring up again.
Maxwell’s eyes tightened. Upon seeing Gwendolyn and Constantine’s conditions, the rage in his heart couldn’t help but rise up again, causing him to be unable to endure any longer.
Malachi had no clue why the Raging Fire Bull had beco like Maxwell’s pet, but with so many Gillette Household mbers around, including Bawa and Adel, these two at Silver Rank; he wasn’t their opponent, so the only choice left was to run away.
Malachi glanced at Maxwell and didn’t say anything. Maxwell had a sneer on his face when he said, "Duke Malachi, you should first move back because it’s now the ti for my performance."
As Maxwell’s voice faded, Maxwell stepped out, and the Raging Fire Bull followed by stepping out as well, causing a loud "Thud!" that shook the forest.
Two mbers forcefully moved out and shot forward.
A faint smile appeared on Maxwell’s lips, "Kill them!" With that command in his mind, the Raging Fire Bull glared at the two. Without allowing them to near Maxwell, it waved one of its front legs through the air.
"Slash!" Two gusts of powerful wind blasted forth.
"Slash!" The two Gillette Household mbers were cut in half by that powerful wind, and the familiar System notification sounded off in Maxwell’s mind.
Everyone stared in a dumbfounded manner. The Raging Fire Bull was listening to Maxwell’s commands?
What sort of martial technique was this? At this mont, the crowd beca chaotic and a trace of fear was reflected in their eyes. No matter how strong they were, there’s no way they were the opponent of the Raging Fire Bull.
Gregory’s expression secretly changed before yelling out, "Don’t attack the Raging Fire Bull and concentrate on Maxwell. He is only a single person, and once he dies, the Raging Fire Bull will no longer be controlled."
It was like he was able to see through the Raging Fire Bull’s condition.
What Gregory said was correct. Once Maxwell dies, the Raging Fire Bull will also die. It wasn’t that Gregory saw through everything, but this was just his guess.
If he wasn’t able to stabilise the current situation, everyone would definitely erupt into chaos and by then, Gregory would no longer have his cannon fodder to deal with Maxwell!
Once Gregory’s voice faded, there were so in the crowd who started fanning the flas.
"What Sir Gregory said is correct. We should all concentrate on attacking that trash Maxwell. Once he dies, the Raging Fire Bull will also be finished."
"As long as a single punch lands on Maxwell, one can beco a senior mber, so what are we waiting for?"
"Let’s attack him already!" For a short ti, these people rushed forth without fearing death again when they thought of the prospect of becoming a senior mber.
Maxwell’s eyes darkened as he roared out, "Since you guys want to die?"
"Raging Fire Bull, attack!"
"Hooof..." The Raging Fire Bull roared into the air before his nostrils sprayed smoke that had flas. It reared back on its hind legs before slamming down like a rock. A huge pressure rippled out to the surrounding dozens of ters like a cage. Those mbers at the level 7 bronze rank had their psyche shattered and started bleeding!
Even with this, everyone continued rushing forth with a grim expression as if they wanted to eat Maxwell alive.
Maxwell lightly smiled, "A suicide squad, huh?" Seeing dozens of people rushing towards him, Maxwell hunched his shoulders and showed a frightened expression, "Now, I’m so scared!"
"Maxwell, you’ll die no matter what today," Gregory said arrogantly.
"Please let go, Sir Gregory, I’m truly very scared." Maxwell stood there motionless while the Raging Fire Bull continued showing its aggressive manner. Maxwell continued restraining it with his thoughts, and upon seeing the dozens of people nearing him, his lips coldly smiled: "About ti already!"
"Do you guys see how scared that trash Maxwell is?"
"Gwendolyn, can you see that Maxwell of yours? He is basically complete trash." Gregory laughed arrogantly.
Tears swelled in Gwendolyn’s eyes before she once again yelled out: "Maxwell, hurry and run!" Her voice cracked, and anyone will feel heartache from seeing this scene.
Gregory was in high spirits as his face was filled with pride. He then pointed at Maxwell and cursed: "It’s possible to spare your life, kneel and beg loudly three tis and call your lord, maybe then I might actually spare your life."
Bawa was glaring at Maxwell before whispering, "Sir Gregory, it’s best to be careful." Maxwell gave him a bad feeling, but he couldn’t pinpoint why. It was especially those careless-looking eyes that made him look calm without any fear at all.
The crowd rose to attack. All the Gillette Household mbers had a tinge of red on their faces and excitent in their eyes. They were all filled with anticipation in their hearts because once Maxwell died, that ant they would all beco senior mbers of the Gillette Household!
Gregory yanked on Gwendolyn’s hair to raise her head and said with a grin, "Watch, let show you how the trash Maxwell dies."
"No... No..." Gwendolyn forcefully shook her head as tears dripped down her worried face. She quickly turned around, "Gregory, didn’t you always desire to have my body? Let Maxwell go, and I will do as you wish." Just for Maxwell, she was willing to give up everything, including her own body.
She was too stupid. So stupid that others might feel their heartache because of it.
Gregory started laughing into the air. Upon staring at Gwendolyn’s exquisite face, he then said, "Gwendolyn, no matter if he lives or dies, your body will still be mine. Tonight I will allow your body to know what it feels like to rise to the heavens."
Maxwell’s eyes sank as a murderous aura exuded from them. After clenching his fists, he roared out: "Raging Fire Bull!"
"Hooof..." The Raging Fire Bull roared into the air in reply as the aura it exerted increased. Maxwell stamped his foot and leapt onto the back of the Raging Fire Bull. He then roared out: "Fire Attack!"
Within a blink, a large cloud filled with flas appeared above the skies of the west of the competition area. The flashes of lightning could be clearly seen amongst the multiple layers of clouds, causing the scene to look like Doomsday was about to arrive.
A mist of flas sprayed out of the Raging Fire Bull’s nostrils. Its front legs heavily stomped on the ground, and the powerful fire energy rushed towards the clouds. Right after that, the heavens started shaking, and an unrivalled power burst out from it. Thousands upon thousands of beasts lay on their belly as they whimpered in fear.
"Rumble!" A Rain of Fla struck out in unison. The Gillette Household mbers struck were instantly vaporised into powder, as only their blood was left scattered like a rainstorm.
Terrifying, extrely terrifying! And inside Maxwell’s mind, a continuous series of system notifications went off like firecrackers being lit all at once.
"Crackle!"
Suddenly, with so many deaths and so much experience, Maxwell didn’t even bother glancing at the results because he was pointing his right finger at Gregory off to the side. In a heavy tone: "You’re next!"
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