Seeing thier comrade be crushed to death like a bug in front of their very eyes, the other members of the Black Merchant Guild felt a horrifying, dull pressure in their chests.

It was almost hard to breathe right now, let alone attempt to fight Tyr.

‘What is it…’ Tyr thought to himself at that moment, ‘Why am I so happy?’ He turned toward one of the robed men.

“Killing humans… is it not an inherently bad thing?” Hesaid out loud, tightening his fist before suddenly unleashing it with full force into the robed man’s stomach.

A powerful bang sounded as a woosh of air flew out from the robed man’s back from the impact of the blow.

He was lifted into the air and folded like an omelet over Tyr’s wrist, having lost all of his consciousness instantly.

His inner organs also exploded from the blow.

[You have slain Haji Nae (Apprentice Rank Human).]

“Everyone back up!” A Black Guild member suddenly shouted, jumping back several feet.

The others broke out of their slight haze on hearing this, dashing backward themselves. They came back to their senses, furrowing their brows.

“Tyr Evolion! Were you hiding this power!? It’s impossible to grow so much in such a short time unless you go through an Ancestral Ability Awakening!”

Tyr turned to face the man who said this, a smile still residing on his face.

“Last time we checked, you were not an Ancestral Ability user. So either you were hiding the power… or you have taken unstable pills.” The man said in a low tone.

“Unstable pills? Pfft.” Tyr disappeared from sight, appearing before the man who said this.

“Don’t overestimate yourself,” Tyr said under his breath, unleashing a devastating blow onto the man’s face.

With a bang, the robed man was thrown across the marquee, like a bug swatted across the air.

[You have slain Messe Davi (Apprentice Rank Human).]

Tyr faced his gripped fist, ‘So damn powerful.’ He said, almost in awe at this newfound strength.

“If it was inherently wrong, I wouldn’t feel such joy from it. No…” He turned, facing the other Black Merchant Guild members who were even more on edge.

“I thought that killing the criminals who go against me is justified because they are bad, and stand in my way. But now… I understand that killing those who stand on my path is justice in itself!”

“W-what?” A robed man said with confusion, ‘Has he gone mad? What’s that crazed look on his face?’

This man was obliterated in a mere second after he spoke.

[You have slain Mans Kenna (Apprentice Rank Human).]

“That’s right!” Tyr exclaimed, “Justice!”

A punch to the chest, bursting the heart and lungs.

[You have slain Chi Ken (Apprentice Rank Human).]

A kick to the abdomen, tearing apart the kidneys and ribcage.

[You have slain Benjamin Doverton (Apprentice Rank Human).]

[You leveled up!]

“RUN! HE’S TOO STRONG!”

[You have slain Troy Nae (Apprentice Rank Human).]

“We must report this to–“

[You have slain Hane Djobh (Apprentice Rank Human).]

“Please! Spare me!”

[You have slain Hichel Mith (Apprentice Rank Human).]

“Have mercy!”

[You have slain Peua Nise (Apprentice Rank Human).]

Finally, Tyr approached a single Black Merchant Guild member who had fallen onto his bum.

The robed man pushed himself away from Tyr, tears surprisingly trickling down his cheeks. He raised his hand as he backed up: “I have a family…”

“Oh?” Tyr said, almost in a sarcastic tone. Out of nowhere, he snickered and chuckled, “You think I care about you? Hahaha!”

The robed man’s eyes widened with shock as he heard Tyr’s laughter echo through the marquee.

His hand lowered, his face turning pale.

‘Why am I begging for my life… he isn’t killing us for any purpose other than his own satisfaction. He decided to kill every single one of us from the very beginning…’

Tyr kicked the man in the stomach, rupturing his inner organs and sending him flying into a prison cell.

[You have slain Havef Emerce (Apprentice Rank Human).]

[You leveled up!]

[Current level: 143]

[Vitality: 60/60–>61]

[Strength: 64–>66]

[Stamina: 60/60–>61]

Tyr deactivated his Full Golden Body, looking over at Spen.

The dog-faced Tyr with a pair of slightly hesitant eyes.

“Fear?” Tyr said out loud, “Don’t worry, I only kill bad people.” Tyr smiled genuinely, causing Spen to come out from the shadows.

“Let’s go, buddy. We have a lot of people to save…” He said with determined eyes.

After a couple of driven barks from Spen as well, the pup dashed out of the marquee.

Tyr ran behind him, leaping onto the roofs: “Come out, Rudra!”

He fell onto Rudra’s back as the two followed Spen across the city ceilings.

***

“Sold!” A man’s voice echoed through the auction hall, sending a roar of cheers across the seating arena.

Hanzo and Malon sat at the very center of the theater in the middle row of seats.

All around them was an enormous sitting area that revolved around half of the building.

The entrance was at that top row, where you could walk down the middle row of stairs to enter any row of seats.

The seating rows lowered until reaching the ground, a few feet in front of which was the grand stage.

Atop the stage was a fat and pompous-looking man clad in jewel-adorned suit attire, holding a microphone as he shouted out to the crowd.

Behind him were several half-naked, chained figures of various kinds.

To the right of the building was a jazz band playing harmoniously.

To the left was a bar where drinks were being served on carts continuously through the rows.

Overall, it was a greatly pleasant and joyful atmosphere for those in the stands.

Joyful for all those that weren’t Malon and Hanzo, of course.

“Still not a single village member…” Malon said under his breath, leaning toward Hanzo.

“It’s fine…” Hanzo said, looking over at a table beside the stage that was filled with stacks of several hundred paper sheets.

“Look at all of the slave documentation. There is still a lot of slaves to go.”

“I hope you’re right…”

“This row has been sold to those lucky few! And now, the next batch of slaves will be introduced!” The fat man said, arising some small reactions from the crowd.

“It’s a lucky pull this time, folks!” The pompous man said, taking a look at his notes for a second:

“A female slave among this group has an Ancestral Ability!”

The crowd cheered quite a bit on hearing this, Hanzo and Malon both furrowing their brows.

“Above that, it is quite a strong ability! One that can free people from Aura Binds of all sorts!”

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