Chapter 13: Tear Apart? Crush, In the Name of the Demon Lord

"Leader Nine, they’re about to break through."
"Should we intervene?"
"Liu Yuanwai will have objections."

The bandits from Black Mountain Village gathered closer. Sensing their disadvantage, they knew that if they didn’t act soon, the Liu family’s defenses would collapse.

If the defenses fell, it would be difficult to explain to Liu Yuanwai.

If Liu Yuanwai raised objections, Third Leader definitely wouldn’t let them off easily.

After all, Liu Yuanwai was the financial backbone of Black Mountain Village.

There must be no mishaps.

"Hmm, you all go first."

"Prioritize that old fellow."

Zhou Dahai pointed toward Constable Sun, who was engaged in battle, then gestured toward the few constables who had mocked them earlier.

"Understood."

Several bandits from Black Mountain Village drew their long knives, ready to join the fight.

However, just as they unsheathed their blades and before they could step into the fray, a figure radiating a crimson glow suddenly appeared before them.

That gaze, looking down from above, seemed to regard them as nothing more than corpses.

They involuntarily took half a step back.

"Leader Nine, something’s off about him."
"His speed—it’s unbelievable."

They couldn’t even catch a glimpse of Lu Yuan’s figure; he seemed to materialize out of thin air, appearing right in front of them in an instant.

And he supposedly had no inner energy?

Was the red glow around him some kind of trick?

No, that can’t be.

"Next life, remember not to cause trouble in Wangyou County."

Lu Yuan’s voice rang out.

The next moment, Lu Yuan grabbed one bandit by the head.

With a single pull—

Crack.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The bandit’s skull, along with his spine, was torn out by Lu Yuan’s sheer force.

"Damn!"
"So bloody!"

The players watching from a safe distance were horrified by Lu Yuan’s brutal methods.

So gory, so merciless.

Indeed, there was no mistake in his nickname.

The Blood-Handed Butcher, Demon Lord Lu—this title was no exaggeration at all.

Truly a demonic technique.

Too cruel, too bloody.

"No, no!"
"Big Head, you—go to hell! You go to hell!"

An enraged bandit swung his strongest blade at Lu Yuan.

"Clang..."

With a clang, the bandit’s blade was knocked halfway out of his hands.

He stood frozen, bewildered.

He looked at the broken half of his blade, then at Lu Yuan’s arm.

The spot that had been struck bore only a faint mark that was fading away.

But his blade was broken.

Was this normal?

Confusion clouded his eyes.

He had never encountered anything like this before.

Is there really someone this tough in the world?

Are you even human?

Maybe you’re some kind of monster?

The bandit’s mind struggled to catch up.

But Lu Yuan gave him no chance.

With both hands, Lu Yuan easily lifted the bandit into the air.

Grabbing each side of his body, he instinctively tore him apart.

A scream pierced the air.

Blood and entrails spilled everywhere.

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