Ah! Really got some blockheads here, huh?

Duge cast a sidelong glance at the wealthy young noble, his eyes brimming with mockery.

The day he arrived in Fan City, the natives had already branded the Alien Warriors as Evil Demons, and the Heavenly Court, Underworld, and Mortal Realm had all initiated focused strikes and clean-ups against them.

Two days ago,

Fan City indeed issued an announcement describing the characteristics of the Alien Warriors, promising a reward of a hundred taels of Silver for anyone who could identify and report these Evil Demons.

So.

The characteristics of the Alien Warriors were not a secret in this world.

But was it appropriate to say it at this time?

This was like telling everyone that the two sides had to fight to the death!

...

Idiots!

Many cursed out loud, then ran even faster, wishing they had been born with extra legs by their parents.

After all,

they weren't so afraid of common robbers and brigands---escaping the yard, their bodyguards and Protectors would deal with them.

But the Evil Demons all possessed Divine Skills, and now their identities had been exposed, they had to kill everyone for self-preservation.

The idiot had cut off all paths to negotiation and pleading for mercy...

"Since you know my identity, you might as well stay and play with me!" Duge let out a creepy giegie laugh from his mouth, taking advantage of his small size and agile movements to weave through the crowd.

Those he touched were either severely injured or maimed.

Killing only increased his attributes once.

If they didn't die right away, his ferocious attributes could increase for a longer duration.

Those incapacitated could delay the bodyguards' and Protectors' encirclement.

Most people in this world practiced martial arts, but Duge's fighting style was fierce, and with enhanced perception, he could detect attacks from all directions, making him almost untouchable, and when he couldn't dodge, he traded wound for wound, killing his enemies with the least cost.

Moreover, Duge truly embodied every critical word to the extreme.

For those he sliced open, he would yank out their intestines with a backhanded pull, let out a chilling laugh, and then hang the intestines around their necks...

Duge was as cruel as a murderous demon, creating fear in the arena.

Officials and nobles, suppressed by fear, even if capable of defending themselves, couldn't exert their full strength, not to mention the majority of their martial arts was all for show.

The arena was filled with cries and howls like from ghosts and wolves.

Those animals enjoyed watching the children in the cage fight to death, their faces flushed with excitement, but when it came to their own heads, they finally understood what pain was, what fear was?

...

"Spare me, I'm willing to give all my family wealth to the Evil Demon grandfather, just begging for grandfather's mercy..."

"Evil Demon grandfather, spare me, I promise not to reveal any information about grandfather!"

"Kill him, kill him quickly!"

"Do you know who I am? If you kill me, everyone in Fan City will have to die..."

...

"If you had known this was to come, why did you do it in the first place? There's a saying that good deeds result in good rewards and evil deeds in evil retribution; it's not that there's no retribution, but that the time has not yet come. When the time comes, everything will be repaid!" Duge's attributes soared swiftly, and the more he killed, the more Skilled to Perfection he became. After a moment's thought, he decided he shouldn't just foster cruelty, he should still impart moral lessons.

"Evil deeds will burden us with sins and suffering; only kindness can bring peace and tranquility to our souls. If there is a next life, remember to be a good person..."

"Don't be too wicked in life; whether good or evil, in the end, there will be retribution. Doing good and accumulating virtues is the only way to bring blessings to your offspring!"

"Learn to be tolerant and understanding---don't let hatred blind you..."

...

In the beginning, his moralizing targeted their evil deeds.

But moralizing while killing became too tiring, so much so that later on Duge just said whatever came to mind, right?

Since all these guys were dead men anyway, what difference did it make what he preached?

...

Ding Chang's eyes were bloodshot as he pursued Duge.

Being the highest-skilled fighter in the place, he knew from the moment he crossed swords with Duge that his martial arts paled in comparison.

Even if his opponent was an Evil Demon, given the chance, he could slay him with no more than three moves.

But the slippery foe always darted among the officials and nobles, tying his hands. Even if he landed a blow on the adversary, the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

And the opponent's speed was visibly quickening. At this rate, it wouldn't take long before he would no longer be a match for him.

Thinking this, Ding Chang grew frantic, his tiger-like eyes seemed to spit fire, "Thief, have the guts to face me one-on-one."

Duge was aware of the gap between him and Ding Chang.

Without the influence of his snowballing attributes, relying purely on growth from killing was extremely slow. Without using Divine Power, he wouldn't stand a chance against him anytime soon.

What's more, he was now in danger.

Dragon Willow Villa was extensive, with several similar arenas, and because of the loud noise, the news hadn't spread anywhere else yet. But he couldn't control the situation alone, and people had already climbed over walls to summon reinforcements.

If each arena had someone with a martial prowess like Ding Chang, he would have no chance of escape.

And.

Given the grand scale of Dragon Willow Villa, there must be masters higher in rank than Ding Chang...

But who said that Alien Warriors had to fight head-on?

Duge smirked, "Ding Chang, this is your watch. I've killed so many people; you can't shirk the blame. Do you think those who are seriously injured won't blame you for failing to protect them?

When superiors investigate, who will be the scapegoat?

The only way out now, is by killing me, that's how you can make up for your failure. So why not get rid of these troublesome guys first?"