63 Easy kills

"You brat! You dare laugh at us elders of the Nine Martial Alliance?! You are courting death!" Displeased by Blake's attitude towards them, one of the old men took out his sword and threatened to cut Blake up.

On the other hand, Blake ignored the old man's threats and instead clapped his hands excitedly.

"Oo…Ooo! There's the cliché line everybody uses when someone disrespects them. Congratulations, you have earned the Cringe Award. You can go and claim your award down in the Underworld later." Blake snickered gleefully.

He then pointed at the group of old men and said in a flat tone. "And before you can reprimand me for my lack of disrespect towards the elderly, I'm going to kill you all for trespassing into my clan unannounced first!"

With that, Blake cut the space in front of him and jumped through it. Alarmed, the guards protecting the elders quickly drew out their swords before getting into their battle stances.

"Shit, where did that kid go?"

"Be on guard, guys! We don't know where that little rat will pop up from!"

The guards kept on shouting commands to their fellow comrades, while their eyes remained focused on what's in front of them.

Sadly, their efforts were futile when fighting against a Magic Ancestor.

Within half a cup of tea's time, Blake appeared next to a guard, slit their throats, then disappeared back into the Void till every guard present passed on without knowing how they died.

With the guards dead, all that's left were a bunch of old men who were looking to die.

Since everything happened so fast, the old men of the Nine Martial Alliance took some time to process everything that just happened.

And when they came back to their senses, the old men's faces became as white as paper.

Just when they thought that they could extort money from a young and naive clan leader in a remote region of the kingdom, the old men got slapped awake by the harsh reality.

The young and naïve clan leader they thought they could take advantage of turned out to be a magic cultivation bigshot!

They were absolutely horrified by the fact that they had kicked an iron plate that was pretending to be a wooden plank.

Their frightened looks soon became looks of regret when they saw Blake single handedly defeated their group of elite soldiers.

'Fuck lah, we just had to ask for money from a Magic Emperor. The Nine Martial Alliance is fucked.' [Elder 5]

'Can you stop swearing so much? How do you know we're screwed? Don't forget, we have the almighty United Nations backing us. Even if we have offended the expert, he has no choice but to back off.' [Elder 1]

'True, only crazy people like the Angel Executioner would dare kill people who have the United Nations' backing. Unless this brat has a screw loose in his head, we'll come out of this predicament unscathed.' [Elder 3]

At that thought, the old men huddled together in the corner of the community hall nodded in agreement.

They then turned around to look at the young man who was sitting calmly while being surrounded by countless dead bodies.

'Oh boy, how can any normal person sit there while maintaining their sanity?' [Elder 1]

'Even his friends have already gone over to a corner to vomit, much less stay to enjoy this shitty view.' [Elder 4]

'This brat isn't only strong, but he's crazy as well. We should prepare our hearts just in case he asks us to sacrifice an arm or two to leave.' [Elder 3]

'But if he dares to ask for our arms, we can sue him in court held by the United Nations. He won't be able to escape our grasps if that were to happen.'[Elder 2]

'We'll see…' [Elder 3]

"Are you guys done exchanging telepathic messages yet? It's getting really annoying as I listen to you guys talk behind my back." Sporting an annoyed face, Blake intercepted their thoughts with ease, startling the group of old men who were conversing secretly using telepathy.

"You can read our thoughts? Impossible! You have to be a peak Magic Emperor to even try and tap into our messages, much less hear everything we've said loud and clear." One of the old men of Nine Martial Alliance refuted, clearly not believing Blake's words.

Blake gave him a shrug back. "Suit yourself."

He then gestured for them to stand in front of him. To which, the old men slowly made their way to stand in front of Blake white trying to avoid having their robes stained with blood.

When all the old men finally stood in a line, Blake clapped his hands once before he revealed a heart chilling glare. "You do know that this piece of land was given to me by the Swordfish King, right?"

The old men remained silent.

"What you've done now is basically trespassing on royal ground. According to the laws of the kingdom, this is an act of high treason and can get you executed regardless of your social position."

The old men were sweating buckets but still decided to remain silent. They didn't want to risk refuting the young man's words lest he gets angry and kills them.

'Hold it in. Hold it on. Hold it in. We're all going to die if we try to refute. Just hold it in.' Elder 3 telepathically said to his colleagues.

"The current United Nations is an organization composed of the highest authorities in the world, with Martial Generals and Magic Kings at the top of the hierarchy…But here's a fun fact you should know about. The Swordfish Kingdom is placed higher than all of the Martial Generals and Magic Kings in the United Nations."

"Bullshit! You're bullshitting us–"

Swish! Swish!

The first elder of Nine Martial Alliance died just like that. His head could be seen rolling on the floor while blood spurted out his neck like a fountain.

No one saw Blake move yet the strongest elder in the alliance had his head decapitated within a blink of an eye.

"Now then, where was I?" Unfazed by an old man's sudden death, Blake continued on.