The combined attack of six 10th-tier powerhouses was destroyed by Alex.

  Looking at Sean, whose throat was pointed at with a sword, the city lord’s caste was in complete silence. All the powerhouses and representatives couldn’t hide the shock on their faces.

  If they couldn’t see what happened during the fight with the devil clearly because of the lightning, and killing Westin with the flying sword and taking Josh’s ear were a little unexpected, then Alex was now facing six 10th-tier powerhouses, who specially practiced the art of a combined attack, and had come well-prepared.

  However, they still couldn’t stop Alex. They were defeated before they could even display the real power of a 10th-tier powerhouse.

  Sean stared at the familiar heavy sword, which was only a few inches from his throat right now.

  Although the sword didn’t have a sharp tip, Sean sensed a never-felt-before threat of death.

  The Tian Du sword never slew an unknown person.

  There were already more than two digits of powerhouses who had died under this sword. Many of them were famous on the Norland Continent.

  Sean swallowed, and said to Mag as calmly as he could, “You cannot kill me.”


  Yes, it was “cannot”, and not “don’t dare”.

  There wasn’t anybody that Alex and Irina didn’t dare to kill in this world. Everyone understood that rationale ever since the two of them became famous on the Norland Continent.

  Mag looked at him, and coldly said, “As long as I want to, I can kill a god just to demonstrate for you.”


  “I’m not a god, but I know that if I die, the Roth Empire’s cavalry will ride all over the Norland Continent two days later, and the racial war will be reignited. Many people will die with me.” Sean looked straight into Mag’s eyes. “You know very well that my royal father isn’t someone who will be threatened.”


  Mag frowned under his mask. He knew Sean wasn’t bluffing.

  Even though Andre Edward wasn’t the Roth Empire’s founding emperor, he was the most pragmatic and the most capable emperor in the Roth Empire’s history.

  He made the Roth Empire a super empire that had 1,000,000 cavalry and a good number of magic casters within a few decades of hard work and good administration.

  A king who was so forethoughtful wouldn’t give up his objective that he had worked towards for decades just because of a powerhouse’s threat.

  A demigod was eventually still not a real god.

  Even now, Mag was still not confident that he could enter the palace to kill Andre.

  “Since Andre has sent you to Chaos City at this time to antagonize me on purpose, it seems like you are not his first choice. Do you think he would really go against the world for you even if I killed you?” Mag asked him back with a smirk. He pushed his sword forward a little more, almost touching Sean’s throat.

  A drop of blood dripped from Sean’s throat, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His breathing hastened too.

  The 10th-tier knight who was sent flying earlier got up, and nervously shouted at Mag, “Alex! You will be the enemy of the Roth Empire if you hurt the first prince. Think about it properly!”


  The Roth Empire’s powerhouses were all staring at Mag nervously. They would be definitely punished if something happened to Sean due to their incompetence.

  The other representatives didn’t make any comments. Although Alex had already left the Roth Empire, strictly speaking, this matter could only be considered as the Roth Empire’s private affair. They shouldn’t interfere.

  “Alex, no!” Right then, an urgent voice sounded from afar, and in the blink of an eye, Michael rushed to them.

  Michael looked at Mag, who was pointing his sword at Sean, and stopped about three meters away. Pressing his hands down, he said, “Let’s talk things out. Put your sword down slowly. If there is any problem, let’s talk first.”


  He had thought Mag was simply scaring Sean, but after seeing the Roth Empire’s 10th-tier knights lying on the ground and a Sean who had a cut on his throat, he realized that things weren’t as simple as he thought.

  Although he felt that Alex was more humane and down-to-earth after becoming Boss Mag, nobody would doubt that he was no longer that cold-blooded dragon slayer.

  Sean was indeed no good, but if he died here today, the peace meeting two days later would be called off, and the war would be reignited. However, it wasn’t sure if it would be a war that swept all over the continent or a partial war that only involved a few races.

  As the host, he had no choice but to be the peacemaker at this time.

  Sean was obviously relieved when he saw Michael’s arrival.

  Mag flicked a glance at Michael before turning his gaze on Sean, and gravely said, “Let them leave Chaos City now. You know who I am talking about.”


  Sean could sense that Mag’s longsword had no intention to move away. Alex’s gaze under the mask was cold and decisive, as if he could slit his throat open like chopping a block of wood.

  After a brief moment of silence, Sean said, “Tell them to retreat.”


  A knight in a black action suit at the back kept his longsword, took out a bamboo tube, and slapped it towards the sky.

  A beam of dark red light shot skywards, letting out a sharp whistle before exploding in the sky. A dark red skull appeared in the sky for three short seconds before disappearing.

  “They will all leave Chaos City within 15 minutes,” Sean said to Mag.

  “Don’t try to test my bottom line, and don’t try to antagonize me. Otherwise, you will regret coming to this world,” Mag said coldly.

  “I’m rather curious now about whether they have found the real target.” Sean looked into Mag’s eyes.

  Rip!

  Mag kept his sword, and an arm flew through the air, with fresh blood splashing across.

  The arm flew into the air. Ah Zi spat out a lightning ball, and burned that arm into black ashes.

  “Aaah…”


  Sean let out a scream. He fell backwards with a ghastly pale face.

  “Your Highness!”


  The people from the Roth Empire rushed to him in a panic.

  That water magic caster quickly used healing magic to stop Sean’s bleeding. He looked at that arm—which only had a small part of the burned bone remaining—with rapidly twitching eyes. Now, even the best magic caster couldn’t attach the detached limb back again.

  “I have said, don’t try to test my bottom line. This arm is taken on the behalf of those children. As for your life, you will keep it first. I hope you will have more than these six useless idiots by your side when I see you again,” Mag said coldly before he kept his sword, and turned around.

  The purple-striped griffin dashed down. Mag leaped gently up onto the griffin’s back. They then took off into the air, and disappeared on the horizon.

  “Two princes, two princes. So weird, so weird. One doesn’t have an ear, while the other doesn’t have an arm. So weird…” Louis sang a tune, and returned to his room.

  The other representatives also went back to sleep with all kinds of expressions.

  This rather baffling battle gave them two deep understandings: the Roth Empire was indeed wealthy, and Alex was indeed powerful!

  Mag patted Ah Zi, and ordered in a cold voice, “Ah Zi, go out of the city, and then circle around it……”