My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

"We're going to die regardless of what we do. Dustin, you didn't intend to let us

live anyway. You're really ruthless!" roared a prodigy in anger.

Dustin remained indifferent. He pointed at the prodigy and killed him.

"Did I ask you to do this?" he asked sarcastically.

All the prodigies had come here to fight him because of greed.

But they were blaming him for being ruthless.

Dustin could not care less about fighting these so-called prodigies before. It was entirely their fault for ending up in this situation.

"Damn it! Fight!"

Another prodigy could not hold himself back and stormed out when he saw his accomplices being killed one after another.

His face twisted, and he intended to fight to the death.

But he did not attack Dustin directly because that would be no different from committing suicide.

He used his last strength to flee toward the window of the council chamber. He wanted to break out of the window and escape.

Dustin did not react. He just pointed at the prodigy.

Whoosh!

His pure energy was fast like a sharp arrow. The prodigy jumped up, and Dustin's pure energy penetrated him through the heart from the back. He fell down and died.

There were just a few prodigies left on the scene.

They were scared out of their wits.

They were heavily injured, and they did not have the spare energy to attack or escape like the others.

Even if they did, they would still be dead. It was better for them not to make a

move.

It was too torturous for them to wait for their deaths.

"I never thought that we would end up like this..." said a prodigy helplessly and accepted his fate.

They were the top prodigies of Lovellia, and they were all Martial Saints. They were extraordinary talents that impressed everyone.

But in front of this Grim Reaper, Martial Saints were nothing more than mere ants. He could just simply kill them by pointing a finger at them.

The gap between them was just too huge.

Dustin walked forward and headed to where Lord Barbenheim was hiding.

Lord Barbenheim's face in the dark was extremely gloomy.

He had used The Guide to Slaying a Dragon, the ultimate technique of the Fox family, to invite these prodigies to fight against Dustin. He had thought many Martial Saints attacking Dustin together could hold them back.

Meanwhile, he could only hide in the dark and attack Dustin when he was

distracted. Then, he would take Dustin down.

Lord Barbenheim did not expect the situation to turn out like this.

Dustin was simply not a human being. He was a monster.

His hiding place was exposed, and he no longer cared about anything else.

Boom!

Lord Barbenheim had laid low for so

long, and

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Bam!

He struck out with two dragon-shaped pure energy that emitted a high-pitched dragon roar, and they raced toward Dustin.

This was clearly the ultimate technique of the Fox family, The Guide to Slaying a Dragon.

Lord Barbenheim's attainment of The Guide to Slaying a Dragon was clearly

much higher than his son, Robert.

But he was still way worse compared to Dustin.

"Apex Martial Saint... halfway to becoming a Martial King..." Dustin raised his eyebrows slightly.

The double whom he had killed in the Wyatt family villa last time was just a Novice Martial Saint. This was an Apex Martial Saint. This must be the right person.

"Lord Barbenheim is truly a lord!" When Elijah saw the might of the dragon-

shaped pure energy, he was hopeful again.

This was the strongest power that he had ever seen so far, and the sheer might of

it made him exclaim.

The remaining few people had similar thoughts.

Dustin said nothing when he saw someone else using the ultimate technique of his family.

He emitted a golden light before he similarly raised his hand and blasted out a dragon-shaped pure energy.

"The Guide to Slaying a Dragon!" said Lord Barbenheim softly as he froze in place.

"The techniques of the Fox family have indeed been passed down." Something flickered in his eyes.