53 Soft-hearted

Having been repeatedly struck in the heart, Brad, although not feeling pain, became infuriated. "Damn it, you keep dodging like a fly, so annoying!"

Angered, Brad turned around and threw a punch. Anthony, unafraid, swiftly moved his toe to dodge the attack. After landing, he leaped again and flashed behind Brad, aiming his sword at the previous point he had struck.

Blood gushed out, and Brad cried out in pain, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins. "I've been injured! You broke through my defense!"

Being stabbed with the katana, Brad could no longer remain calm. Rationality was immediately replaced by fury, and he lunged at Anthony in a frenzy. "I'm going to crush you!"

Seeing Brad lose control, Anthony sneered and swiftly stabbed towards his back again. A thin blood arrow shot out, causing minimal damage to Brad but exerting a strong deterrent.

"Ah!" Brad screamed in pain and hastily covered his back with one hand while reaching out to grab Anthony with the other.

"Now is the time!" Taking advantage of the moment when Brad freed one hand, Anthony suddenly disappeared from his original position. The next moment, a silver gleam flashed. Brad felt a sudden pain in his eyes, and his vision went completely dark.

"Ah! You blinded my eyes!" Brad covered his eyes with both hands, blood seeping through his fingers. His mouth opened wide, filled with agonized howls.

"Die!" Anthony seized the opportunity, and his katana struck once more, aiming directly for Brad's throat.

"Oh no!" Carl, hearing Brad's screams, quickly looked over. When he saw Brad covering his eyes and his fingers and back of his hand covered in blood, he realized something was wrong and swiftly moved to provide support.

But just then, a powerful gust of wind came rushing towards Carl. He halted his movement and immediately retreated. "Hey, your opponent is me!" came a shout. Carl, annoyed, looked towards the person on the ground.

It has to be said that even if an ordinary person gains strength, their combat skills are still far behind those of a warrior. Every time Carl tried to get close to Ross, he was forced to retreat. "You, not bad!" he muttered through gritted teeth.

Ross laughed loudly. "Our battle isn't over yet. You can't leave."

"Come!" Carl roared and rushed towards Ross. Ross, unyielding, kept retreating while gripping his gun. When Carl approached, he pulled the trigger forcefully.

Bang! The tongue of fire shot out. Carl gritted his teeth, intending to withstand the impact and then overpower Ross. However, he underestimated the power of a Level 1 doomsday pistol. The moment he was hit, a burst of blood blossomed on his shoulder, and his body was sent flying backward by the tremendous force of the bullet.

At the same time, on Anthony's side, the katana plunged into the throat, penetrating deeply. Anthony firmly held the hilt and lifted the sword diagonally, accompanied by the sound of his body being sliced. Brad's body trembled and collapsed with a loud thud, lifeless.

After dealing with Brad, Anthony didn't stop and the blade of his sword shimmered once again as he turned towards Carl.

"Oh no!" Carl crashed through a cement wall, realizing it was not good. He tried to get up and escape, but Anthony was faster. The katana pierced directly through his chest as Anthony lifted it upwards. Carl's neck, along with his head, was severed in half, with a grotesque mix of red and white fluids flowing out, an extremely nauseating sight.

With Carl taken care of, Anthony turned his gaze towards the last remaining person. At that moment, cries for help also came from Don. "Anthony, come quickly! I can't hold on much longer!" Don's face was flushed, his hair singed, and his once pristine battle suit was riddled with small and large holes, his whole appearance in a sorry state.

"Here I come!" Anthony didn't hesitate for a moment. He swung his longsword and thrust it towards Daisy's back.

"Daisy, be careful!" Daisy's father shouted, rushing forward without any regard for himself.

"Get out of the way! I don't need you to block!" Daisy yelled, trying to push her father aside, but she was a step too late. Daisy's father was directly impaled by the katana, his heart ruptured, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

"Why... why did you take the blow for me? You just saw me as a tool for your own advancement!" Daisy shouted hoarsely.

"You... foolish child... hehe!" Daisy's father let out a bitter smile. He turned his head, pleadingly looking at Anthony while grasping the blade with his hand. He begged, "I... I know that Daisy was wrong to betray you, but she... she's still young. It's all because of me... that she ended up like this."

"Please... I beg you to spare her. If you really want to kill someone, kill me instead. Trade my life for my daughter's life." Daisy's father pleaded, falling to his knees with a thud, repeatedly knocking his head against the ground.

"I..." Anthony looked at Daisy's father with complex emotions in his eyes.

In his memory, Daisy's father had always been polite to him. Since the establishment of the Linxian Survivors Base, he hadn't seen Daisy's parents. He didn't want to kill an innocent person.

But should Annabelle die? Should his brother Clark die? Should all those innocent people who were killed die? Thinking of this, Anthony's gaze became resolute. "I'm sorry, Daisy. must die." With those words, he swiftly drew his katana and thrust it towards Daisy.

However, at that moment, another figure rushed forward. It was Daisy's mother, her mouth bleeding, and she sorrowfully said, "Add my life to the deal, Anthony. Take both mine and Daisy's father's lives in exchange for Daisy's life."

"I..." Anthony's previously firm gaze became conflicted once again. He never expected that Daisy's parents would sacrifice themselves in such a way.

After thinking for a moment, he let out a bitter smile. He realized that he was still too soft-hearted. Pointing his Tang sword towards Daisy with bloodshot eyes, he said, "Daisy, you have good parents. I won't kill you today, but it won't be so easy for you to leave. As long as you can withstand one punch from me without dying, I will let you go."

"Anthony, spare her!" Daisy's father pleaded while covering his bleeding wound. Daisy's mother echoed the same plea, but Anthony firmly shook his head and said, "There's no room for negotiation."

"Dad! Mom! Don't beg him!" Daisy, with red eyes, looked at Anthony and slowly spoke, "I'll take your punch."

"Good! I promise, as long as you survive my punch, I will let you go," Anthony took a deep breath and said.

"Come on!" Daisy had made up her mind. She stepped aside and closed her eyes. Observing the face of the woman he once loved, Anthony approached slowly.

"If you hadn't betrayed me, if you hadn't killed Annabelle, if... there are no 'ifs' in this world. Since you betrayed me, you have to pay the price," Anthony's eyes were unwaveringly determined. He took a measured step forward, his arm slightly bent, gathering the spiritual energy from his dantian into his fist.

All the betrayal, hatred, and anger converged into this one punch. The amplification of Anthony's spiritual attribute reached its peak, with no reserve in his strength. With a force of 2610 pounds, he unleashed the punch directly at the center of Daisy's chest.

The impact of this punch caused Daisy's chest to sink inward, and her body was propelled backward by the force of over 2000 pounds. It continued until she crashed into the cement wall of the teaching building, causing it to crack inward.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood. Daisy's head drooped, blood still trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her breathing was shallow, exhaling more than inhaling. Ross asked, "Anthony, what now?"

"Drag her down and leave her on the street. Whether she lives or dies is up to fate," Anthony said coldly, devoid of any emotion.

"And what about this couple?" Ross also gestured towards Daisy's parents, whose lives were rapidly slipping away.

"Leave them on the street. Let life or death decide their fate."