Chapter 181: Slaughter
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"Oswald!"
"It's really Oswald!"
"I can't believe we actually alerted Oswald, it's going to be very difficult now!"
The people of the city of Oswell, who were watching the commotion from a distance, cried out in astonishment upon seeing this row of guards. Looking at the gazes of these guards, there was a mixture of fear and profound respect. Translation:
Oswei is the most elite guard under the Osman Family, undefeated.
And most importantly, they are all soul masters!
The lowest-level soul masters have obtained one soul ring!
And there is no shortage of powerful soul masters among them, including soul kings!
Wherever they go, no one can stand in their way, their power is overwhelming.
In a certain sense, there seems to be some similarities between the personal guards of Oswee and Yuxiao Gang.
These attendants who appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang and others, the lowest cultivation base among them, also had at least the soul power of level eleven. If we don't count the Three Sects, Two Empires, and the Hall of Martial Souls, they can already be considered a formidable army.
Moreover, when these soul masters form an army, they will surely advance in a formidable manner.
It is not difficult to imagine the awe that ordinary soul masters or small forces would feel when facing such an Oswe guard.
Looking at the impressive Aveo in front of him, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but nod in approval.
Most soul masters are unruly, especially those with good strength, making them difficult to control. It is truly commendable that the Osman family, with their influence, has been able to cultivate such a soul master guard unit.
"Oh? Oswei, it sounds very powerful..."
Upon hearing the words from the distant group, Yurong smiled eerily, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
Although he was smiling, his aura was extremely cold, causing the temperature in the surroundings to drop sharply, making many of the nearby blood guards shiver uncontrollably.
They knew that this was a precursor to Yu Rong's rampage!
Thinking of this, although the guards had expressionless faces, the murderous intent in their chests grew even stronger.
To a certain extent, whether it was Yu Rong or the close bodyguards, they had already been cultivated into killing machines. They were accustomed to killing and even enjoyed it!
One person from the Aswei stepped forward, sweeping all with a formidable aura that caused everyone's gaze to shrink!
The powerful presence emanating from him faintly gave the feeling that one of his feet had entered the realm of a Soul King, clearly indicating that he was the leader of the Aswei.
He exuded an overwhelming aura, with a fierce glint in his eyes. As the onlookers from afar met his gaze, they instantly felt as if they were being targeted by a wild beast, sending chills down their spine, causing them to lower their heads in unison.
The man's gaze calmly landed on Yu Xiaogang and the others, his expression chilling: "Who are you people, daring to offend me, Ao..."
Before he could finish speaking, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the onlookers in the distance were staring at him with extreme fear, as if they had seen a ghost or a god!
That is a look of mixed shock, fear, and disbelief.
It is also the expression he takes the most pride in and enjoys the most.
Only in this way can his power be fully displayed!
At this moment, the gazes of these people seem a bit strange...
A thought arose in his mind: "Moreover, why does it seem like I can't feel my body..."
With this thought, the leader of the Oswei clan lowered his head and looked at his own body, and in that instant, he witnessed an unimaginably horrifying scene.
A surge of blue lightning emanated from his body out of thin air, akin to the thunder of hell, corroding his flesh. Waves of smoke rose, and his physical form continued to fade, as if it would vanish in the next moment.
"Ah---"
A scream filled with boundless fear rang out, but it lasted only for a moment before abruptly ceasing, taking the body of the leader along with it, vanishing without a trace, turning into a wisp of blue smoke.
"Too many words." Translation: The leader's scream abruptly stopped, disappearing along with their body and leaving behind nothing but blue smoke. Someone remarked that there were too many words.
Yu Rong chuckled playfully, but that smile instantly sent chills down everyone's spine!
"Captain!"
The two columns of Osan guards exclaimed in disbelief.
Their captain was a pinnacle Soul Master, even half a step into the Soul King realm, and he usually dominated wherever he went.
If the Soul Emperor does not make a move, how many can contend?
But today, inexplicably, they turned into ashes in front of them without any resistance.
Could it be that the person who made the move...
Before their thoughts could change, Yurong sneered and waved her hand: "Kill!"
Boom!
Following Yurong's command, a powerful and oppressive aura instantly surged from the bodies of the nearby guards, creating an overwhelming and intense smell of blood that filled the air.
Quiet and unnoticed.
Close protection guards are like a hidden undercurrent, their martial souls instantly unleashed, their soul skills instantly released!
Holding knives in both hands, they become like devouring ghosts, raising their butcher knives high and silently killing the Osan guards in front of them.
Throughout the whole process, the close personal guards remained silent, but their actions were ruthless and merciless.
Hands raised!
Blades fell!
Heads rolled!
Soul techniques exploded, reducing them to ashes!
When the soul power of the two lowest soul rings of Yu Xiaogang's personal bodyguards fully unfolded, especially when the colorful soul rings on the body of a Soul Emperor and multiple Soul Kings were in motion, all the guards of the Osbourne family were shocked!
"Impossible!"
"Everything is fake!"
"We, the Osman Guards, are the elite guard of the Osman family. Kill, kill, kill!"
In a moment, the previously terrifying Osman Guards were like livestock in a slaughterhouse, defenseless against the relentless onslaught of Yu Xiaogang's personal guards. The reddish blood splattered violently, turning the majestic Osman family entrance into a field of crimson soil!
No matter how they howl, how they counterattack, the outcome remains unchanged!
Faced with the seemingly invincible blue-clad imperial guards, the Ottoman guards initially dared to fight back, but as more and more of their colleagues fell around them, their courage gradually shattered. Translated content: No matter how much they roar, or how they fight back, the outcome remains unchanged! Faced with the sudden appearance of the blue-clad imperial guards, the Ottoman guards initially dared to resist, but as more and more of their comrades fell around them, their morale began to decline.
Fear begins to spread gradually.
"Ah---"
"No--"
"Spare me--"
Many Janissaries even voluntarily discard their weapons and kneel down begging for mercy.
There is great terror between life and death, and even though these executioners usually excel at their job, their performance may not be as impressive when faced with imminent death.
However, the blue-clad guard seemed as though they hadn't heard a word, remaining silent. Only in the depths of their icy eyes did a hint of mockery appear, and then...
With a sweep of their large blade, they struck down! Please note: The translation provided above is a literal interpretation of the given Chinese sentences.
Quickly, the two imposing Aosu Guards in two columns have turned into souls under the blade, not even having a chance to escape.
"This..."
Onlookers from afar are dumbfounded, feeling a chilling sensation all over their bodies.
Originally crowded streets, in this moment, fell silent!
Yu Xiaogang's face remained indifferent, showing no reaction throughout the overwhelming massacre. Not a single ripple stirred in his deep eyes.
"Young master?"
Yu Rong asked softly.
Facing enemies, he was brutal, even with a touch of neuroticism like an executioner, but when it came to Yu Xiaogang and his son, he was truly loyal, which was also the aspect that Yu Xiaogang's father was most satisfied with. Translated:
Otherwise... he wouldn't have survived until now.
Yu Xiaogang took slow steps, calmly avoiding the bloodstains on the ground as he entered the Osman family's gate, and said softly, "Continue killing."
His footsteps never stopped as he leisurely strolled through the Osman family's grand courtyard, which made countless people tremble with fear. However, he seemed completely indifferent, as if he was casually wandering through a backyard garden.
With a brief pause, he casually said, "Keep killing until they obey." Translated content:
That demeanor silenced the crowd even further, leaving them in a heavier silence.
Many people unconsciously lightened their breaths, fearing they might disturb the calmness of the silver-clad youth.
Everyone knows that the silver-clad youth is the leader.
Whether it's the cold and ruthless man in black with black hair, or the group of blue-clad killers, they all regard this silver-clad youth as their leader!
As far as the eye can see, all I see is crimson red blood. The young man, dressed in silver clothing, walks with his hands behind his back.
In this moment, he resembles a divine immortal from the heavenly realm!
"It's really Oswald!"
"I can't believe we actually alerted Oswald, it's going to be very difficult now!"
The people of the city of Oswell, who were watching the commotion from a distance, cried out in astonishment upon seeing this row of guards. Looking at the gazes of these guards, there was a mixture of fear and profound respect. Translation:
Oswei is the most elite guard under the Osman Family, undefeated.
And most importantly, they are all soul masters!
The lowest-level soul masters have obtained one soul ring!
And there is no shortage of powerful soul masters among them, including soul kings!
Wherever they go, no one can stand in their way, their power is overwhelming.
In a certain sense, there seems to be some similarities between the personal guards of Oswee and Yuxiao Gang.
These attendants who appeared in front of Yu Xiaogang and others, the lowest cultivation base among them, also had at least the soul power of level eleven. If we don't count the Three Sects, Two Empires, and the Hall of Martial Souls, they can already be considered a formidable army.
Moreover, when these soul masters form an army, they will surely advance in a formidable manner.
It is not difficult to imagine the awe that ordinary soul masters or small forces would feel when facing such an Oswe guard.
Looking at the impressive Aveo in front of him, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but nod in approval.
Most soul masters are unruly, especially those with good strength, making them difficult to control. It is truly commendable that the Osman family, with their influence, has been able to cultivate such a soul master guard unit.
"Oh? Oswei, it sounds very powerful..."
Upon hearing the words from the distant group, Yurong smiled eerily, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
Although he was smiling, his aura was extremely cold, causing the temperature in the surroundings to drop sharply, making many of the nearby blood guards shiver uncontrollably.
They knew that this was a precursor to Yu Rong's rampage!
Thinking of this, although the guards had expressionless faces, the murderous intent in their chests grew even stronger.
To a certain extent, whether it was Yu Rong or the close bodyguards, they had already been cultivated into killing machines. They were accustomed to killing and even enjoyed it!
One person from the Aswei stepped forward, sweeping all with a formidable aura that caused everyone's gaze to shrink!
The powerful presence emanating from him faintly gave the feeling that one of his feet had entered the realm of a Soul King, clearly indicating that he was the leader of the Aswei.
He exuded an overwhelming aura, with a fierce glint in his eyes. As the onlookers from afar met his gaze, they instantly felt as if they were being targeted by a wild beast, sending chills down their spine, causing them to lower their heads in unison.
The man's gaze calmly landed on Yu Xiaogang and the others, his expression chilling: "Who are you people, daring to offend me, Ao..."
Before he could finish speaking, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the onlookers in the distance were staring at him with extreme fear, as if they had seen a ghost or a god!
That is a look of mixed shock, fear, and disbelief.
It is also the expression he takes the most pride in and enjoys the most.
Only in this way can his power be fully displayed!
At this moment, the gazes of these people seem a bit strange...
A thought arose in his mind: "Moreover, why does it seem like I can't feel my body..."
With this thought, the leader of the Oswei clan lowered his head and looked at his own body, and in that instant, he witnessed an unimaginably horrifying scene.
A surge of blue lightning emanated from his body out of thin air, akin to the thunder of hell, corroding his flesh. Waves of smoke rose, and his physical form continued to fade, as if it would vanish in the next moment.
"Ah---"
A scream filled with boundless fear rang out, but it lasted only for a moment before abruptly ceasing, taking the body of the leader along with it, vanishing without a trace, turning into a wisp of blue smoke.
"Too many words." Translation: The leader's scream abruptly stopped, disappearing along with their body and leaving behind nothing but blue smoke. Someone remarked that there were too many words.
Yu Rong chuckled playfully, but that smile instantly sent chills down everyone's spine!
"Captain!"
The two columns of Osan guards exclaimed in disbelief.
Their captain was a pinnacle Soul Master, even half a step into the Soul King realm, and he usually dominated wherever he went.
If the Soul Emperor does not make a move, how many can contend?
But today, inexplicably, they turned into ashes in front of them without any resistance.
Could it be that the person who made the move...
Before their thoughts could change, Yurong sneered and waved her hand: "Kill!"
Boom!
Following Yurong's command, a powerful and oppressive aura instantly surged from the bodies of the nearby guards, creating an overwhelming and intense smell of blood that filled the air.
Quiet and unnoticed.
Close protection guards are like a hidden undercurrent, their martial souls instantly unleashed, their soul skills instantly released!
Holding knives in both hands, they become like devouring ghosts, raising their butcher knives high and silently killing the Osan guards in front of them.
Throughout the whole process, the close personal guards remained silent, but their actions were ruthless and merciless.
Hands raised!
Blades fell!
Heads rolled!
Soul techniques exploded, reducing them to ashes!
When the soul power of the two lowest soul rings of Yu Xiaogang's personal bodyguards fully unfolded, especially when the colorful soul rings on the body of a Soul Emperor and multiple Soul Kings were in motion, all the guards of the Osbourne family were shocked!
"Impossible!"
"Everything is fake!"
"We, the Osman Guards, are the elite guard of the Osman family. Kill, kill, kill!"
In a moment, the previously terrifying Osman Guards were like livestock in a slaughterhouse, defenseless against the relentless onslaught of Yu Xiaogang's personal guards. The reddish blood splattered violently, turning the majestic Osman family entrance into a field of crimson soil!
No matter how they howl, how they counterattack, the outcome remains unchanged!
Faced with the seemingly invincible blue-clad imperial guards, the Ottoman guards initially dared to fight back, but as more and more of their colleagues fell around them, their courage gradually shattered. Translated content: No matter how much they roar, or how they fight back, the outcome remains unchanged! Faced with the sudden appearance of the blue-clad imperial guards, the Ottoman guards initially dared to resist, but as more and more of their comrades fell around them, their morale began to decline.
Fear begins to spread gradually.
"Ah---"
"No--"
"Spare me--"
Many Janissaries even voluntarily discard their weapons and kneel down begging for mercy.
There is great terror between life and death, and even though these executioners usually excel at their job, their performance may not be as impressive when faced with imminent death.
However, the blue-clad guard seemed as though they hadn't heard a word, remaining silent. Only in the depths of their icy eyes did a hint of mockery appear, and then...
With a sweep of their large blade, they struck down! Please note: The translation provided above is a literal interpretation of the given Chinese sentences.
Quickly, the two imposing Aosu Guards in two columns have turned into souls under the blade, not even having a chance to escape.
"This..."
Onlookers from afar are dumbfounded, feeling a chilling sensation all over their bodies.
Originally crowded streets, in this moment, fell silent!
Yu Xiaogang's face remained indifferent, showing no reaction throughout the overwhelming massacre. Not a single ripple stirred in his deep eyes.
"Young master?"
Yu Rong asked softly.
Facing enemies, he was brutal, even with a touch of neuroticism like an executioner, but when it came to Yu Xiaogang and his son, he was truly loyal, which was also the aspect that Yu Xiaogang's father was most satisfied with. Translated:
Otherwise... he wouldn't have survived until now.
Yu Xiaogang took slow steps, calmly avoiding the bloodstains on the ground as he entered the Osman family's gate, and said softly, "Continue killing."
His footsteps never stopped as he leisurely strolled through the Osman family's grand courtyard, which made countless people tremble with fear. However, he seemed completely indifferent, as if he was casually wandering through a backyard garden.
With a brief pause, he casually said, "Keep killing until they obey." Translated content:
That demeanor silenced the crowd even further, leaving them in a heavier silence.
Many people unconsciously lightened their breaths, fearing they might disturb the calmness of the silver-clad youth.
Everyone knows that the silver-clad youth is the leader.
Whether it's the cold and ruthless man in black with black hair, or the group of blue-clad killers, they all regard this silver-clad youth as their leader!
As far as the eye can see, all I see is crimson red blood. The young man, dressed in silver clothing, walks with his hands behind his back.
In this moment, he resembles a divine immortal from the heavenly realm!