The Eternal Debauchery's

the gang war llll

...minal'aidin wal faizin all....

(Souls Reaping Slashes)!

Raven used her strongest attack from the start. The two daggers glittered in an ominous light and crossed towards Christian's back.

Christian blanches. Even as a ninth-tier practitioner, he knew he would die if he received such an attack. He felt that even a scratch was enough to take his life.

But just as the dagger was about to take his life, a ring on his finger lit up.

by magic, Christian disappears and reappears three meters away.

A teleportation ring!

A trace of disappointment appeared in Raven's eyes, but faded in the next second. He did not think of his failed killing and instead tried to make the best of the current situation.

Shadows surged from his feet, extending to every corner of the second underground floor. Before the others could react to his actions, his figure faded into the shadows, reappearing behind the other vice leader.

"Be careful!" Christian, the only one who managed to follow his movements, shouted. But the vice-leader was unable to understand the meaning of his shout. In an instant, a dagger had sliced through his throat and another dagger pierced through his chest.

“Argggghhhh!!” Christian shouted furiously. He filled his sword with mana and ran towards Raven.

But the figure of Raven seemed to merge with the shadow. The great sword had only managed to hit the shadow and Raven was already behind the other vice leader of the seventh tier.

One stab, one slash, and another deputy leader were killed.

Only now, the other three vice leaders reacted.

"Imust be!" norma shouted, her face pale with fear. In just an instant, they changed from being hunters to being hunted.

Christian's expression turned ugly. The short exchange between Raven and him was enough for him to determine that he was the weaker one than them. Furthermore, Raven was a murderer. He only needed a distraction from his part to take his life.

Instantly, he decided on his next action.

"Retreat!" He shouted to the remaining vice leader and charged towards the exit without a second thought.

But the next second, he was forced to stop his movements.

A dagger had appeared in front of him.

*trains!*

Christian used his greatsword to deflect the blow. He then saw a petite girl using a retreating attack to appear between him and the exit.

"… You'll stay." He said with an indifferent expression.

Christian's expression turned dark.

He could hear the sound of footsteps coming from the first floor. At most in a few seconds, Marana and Klein would arrive here.

At that time, running away would be a nightmare.

Looking around, he realized that his other vice-leader had also been stopped. Norma was stopped by Akilah, and the other two were stopped by Akilah's men at the cost of their lives.

At the current rate, the blood night gang will be wiped out tonight.

Christian's eyes turned red.

"You think you can stop me, little bitch!"

Waves of mana exploded from his body. The immense pressure coming from it forced many people around to stop their fights and retreat for fear of getting involved.

Christian's aura surged out, clashing with the shadows around him. The mana in his greatsword illuminated the surroundings, burning the shadow into ashes.

Christian then stomped his feet to the ground.

And his body reappeared in front of Raven with his sword held high.

"The Ultimate Sword, (Liberating the God Killer)!"

christian's strongest attack.

*BOOMMMM!!!*

"RAVEN!" Akila screamed in panic.

But when the dust was gone, their mouths widened in shock.

Raven's back touched the wall, with a dagger crossed to stop the greatsword, and her eyes were fixed on the burly man in front of her.

But other than her slightly messy hair and heavy breathing, she was completely unharmed.

Christian's expression changed. He hurriedly pulled back his greatsword and tried to make another strike.

But suddenly

*traanggg*

A sword clashed with his great sword.

"christian! We finally meet!” Marana walked out of the shadows.

Christian's expression fell. He hurriedly used his sword to fend off the belt-like sword and jumped back.

“Marana!” He said with clenched teeth.

"It looks like you're bluffing my sister, huh." Marana answered with a smile.

“... As expected, you stepped into the ninth layer.” Christian laughed bitterly.

Marana smiled, "i'm lucky."

“Luck, yes. If you're lucky, my Blood Night Gang is out of luck. To think I'd see the day when the night the blood falls. ”

“Nothing is eternal, Kristian. The old must be lost so that the new can replace it.” Marana said indifferently.

"So that's it." Christian looked up and took a deep breath. He could see that around him, most of his men were already dead. Aliah had cornered Norma, and Klein had brought a group of people to kill the two remaining vice leaders. He knew it was only a matter of time before they were defeated.

Shaking his head, Christian held his sword firmly and took an attacking position.

"… Come on. I want to see the power of the bloodthirsty witch red skull!”

Marana nodded.

"As you wish." He then took a step forward and swung his belt-like sword. At the same time, he gestured for Raven not to interfere. He'll give Christian a fair fight as his burial reward.

But suddenly..

"I don't think I'm late." A voice sounded.

And an old man appeared in front of Marana.

Instantly, everything changed.

the Red Skull Gang was frozen. They felt their minds go blank in front of the old man.

The oppressive atmosphere was so overwhelming that no one could breathe. Even Marana, Raven, and Christian, three ninth-tier practitioners, were unable to move any muscles.

The old man looked at Christian and sighed. “You're Christian, yes. How disappointing. To think you were beaten up in this country, you're a disgrace to the Ferret family. ”

Christian tries to open his lips, but the pressure from the old man gets in the way. The old man then looked at Marana and Raven and smiled coldly.

“But no matter how disappointing you are, even a dog from the Ferret family can't be scolded by anyone. Girls, you touched someone you couldn't touch.” said the old man.

He then extended his hand and shook his head.

“It's a shame, with your talent, you'll be someone famous in a few years. In your next life, make sure not to offend someone you cannot offend.” Then, he clenched his hand.

… And nothing happened.

"Huh?" The old man clenched his hands again, but the mana around him seemed to freeze, rejecting him. Instantly, the old man became wary.

"Who are you!? Where are you hiding!?" said the old man.

I laugh.

"Behind you."