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He could not believe what he was seeing.

her head rolled on the floor and only stopped rolling when it was before his face.

*DUD!*

Lofty fell to his knees. His eyes were bloodshot red. His sister had died with her face still morphed in the ugly horror of fear.

It was still filled with pain, surprise, and a plea for help.

However, there was also something extra if one looked carefully. It was strong disappointment. Definitely, because her big brother had not come to save her life.

Lofty held one hand to his chest, as the other one stretched forward to touch her head.

His tears flowed continuously from the side of his eyes.

However, just when he was about to touch her head to confirm the horror of this reality, a shadow pool suddenly appeared and the small head of a Green skinned shadow leopard appeared from it, and pulled the head into the shadow pool.

That was Hunter. He saw the head roll away. It knew far more than anyone how vital food was. After all, Chiron had explicitly said that he was not going to teach it how to hunt and it should learn by itself.

This ensured that the green-skinned Shadow leopard took advantage of every opportunity for food.

To lofty, it was his sister, but to Hunter, it was a meal about to escape its grasp.

"GRWWLLLL!!!*

Lofty growled loudly to the sky as his spiritual energy blasted out of his body like a raging tide, obviously fueled by his anger.

He kicked against the ground as his Cutlass rushed right for Chiron's head, "CHIRON!!! I'll Kill you."

He was not the only one. The Chief of the cutlass clan had also rushed with his copper spiritual energy spitting all over the place.

This was the same thing with the men behind them. They all rushed for a battle.

Chiron turned to Carla, "Leave me the Genius and his old man. Let loose, and cut down the rest!"

Once Chiron said this, Carla let go of the body of the little girl.

This was not like fighting in the Arena. Chiron had given her the order to let loose.

As the Clan men came for her, she swung her sword filled with demon energy like a boomerang at them.

These men were very unfortunate. If this energy was ordinary Spiritual energy of the stone realm, defending against it would have been very easy.

However, it was not.

Even amongst different energies of the world. Some complimented others, and some others could easily subdue others.

For example, demon energy and Spirit energy were not a good mix.

Carla's sword went like a butcher that was about to celebrate a festival with the stock of his poultry farm.

It diced horizontally the first four men before it lost most of its power and was blocked by the fifth.

Meanwhile, Her body slowly transformed. Her skin became the color of blood. Her pupils changed and her black hair became long and black.

Her legs changed from their human form to hooves.

And lastly, her long, curvy, black Claws protruded out of her fingers like an old samurai warrior unsheathing his katana.

As she rushed into battle, she intentionally dodged the attack of Lofty and maneuvered her way through the Chief of the clan.

Behold, the men behind them. As they presented themselves like lambs for the slaughter, she suddenly smiled, revealing her sharp devil teeth like spears in her mouth.

If rain could fall from the earth back to the sky, then it was due to Carla's chaotic slaughter that sent red water into the air.

Of course to accompany it was also the occasional screams and limps swung like trash into the air.

meanwhile, Chiron also activated his Aura energy as he took in the first attack that Lofty presented.

*CLANK!* CLANK* CLANK!*

Chiron met his ferocious attacks with Devil's touch.

Their movements were fast.

After seeing Chiron's battle in the Arena, Lofty was confident that he would be able to bring him down in one swing.

However, all the time at the Arena, Chiron had never really spread his wings. All he had done was waste time because he wanted Emma's preparations to be ready.

He was not only interested in harvesting the points of just the Geniuses. After all, what was the fun in that?

If he really wanted power, then he should go for it all. Damn the consequences.

Not that he even cared anyway.

Lofty came from a clan regarded to be made of Madmen.

Their reputation was so bad that even merchants rarely frequented their clan.

Lofty's attacks were random and without a fixed pattern. It was without technique and showed the true mad side of the Clan.

However, this could not help but make Chiron get more excited.

The Chief of the Cutlass Clan also joined the mix of the fight.

This was an individual that had cultivation of the Copper realm.

However, Chiron fought both of them.

Even though their spiritual energies blasted wildly in the air and their attacks were as ferocious as an angry lion defending its territory, Chiron still somehow maintained the upper hand in the fight.

"Devil's Touch, you may take some!"

Chiron whispered lowly, and then suddenly, The black sword in his hands morphed like water as it spread itself into two blades.

Chiron held one on each hand.

He was using his Aura rank that was at the stone realm to fight two crazy cultivators at the peak of the stone realm and One at the Copper realm.

Chiron's body had already been bathed by Cultivation energy of the copper realm.

This was energy that came from the power of an ancient Dragon. It was one so strong in its infant form that even amongst dragons, it was considered royalty.

Even power had purity and grade.

Their Spiritual cultivation might have been higher than that of his Aura cultivation, but Chiron's body could keep up with the power output.

Also, he still had support from his Aura energy which was also birthed from hate and death.

Soon, the father and son pair could clearly see it.

They were being suppressed and it was terribly bad.

Meanwhile, while this fight was going on, Hunter still remained by the side enjoying eating Lofty's younger sister's head.

Lofty used the corner of his eyes to see this, and it infuriated him more. He roused his energy and wanted to attack Hunter. However, Chiron suddenly smiled.

This little distraction that Lofty had enjoyed was going to cost him.

Chiron shifted the angle of his arm as he attacked and Devil's Touch changed into a Scythe.

*SLASH!*

A arm from the shoulder down went up in the air, as it leaked out blood.

*AHHH!!!*

Lofty screamed as he tumbled back wards.

Lofty's father also pulled back in defense. He had to check on his genius son.

Chiron looked at the father and son pair. He smiled. "You know, you two are not giving this fight your all!"

Those words took both father and Son by surprise.

However, Chiron was willing to explain what he meant.

"The entire aim of killing your liitle sister was to see how wild the Famous members of the Cutlass Clan could truly get. But to be sincere, I'm truly disappointed in what you guys are presenting. I had expected more."

Chiron suddenly bent his head in a weird angle, "I had herd of a particular mad technique that brought out the best in a member of the Cutlass clan. If I'm not mistaken, it is a technique that is only passed through the Chiefs of the clan."

Chiron walked steadily around the two of them in a circle as he dragged devil's touch that was now a Scythe on the ground.

It made a weird grinding noise. As if mocking the effort along with Chiron's words.

"Considering how well Lofty is doing, I'm sure that you have already passed on this skill to him," Chiron paused a bit, "I'm I right?"

Lofty and the Chief of the Cutlass clan paused and looked at Chiron in surprise. This skill that Chiron spoke of was the Alpha of all techniques within the Cutlass clan.

It was the true reason for their madness that they couldn't stop. legends have it, that once the technique is activated in full, One can no longer return from the pleasures of madness that it shall provide.

But It allowed for one to bring forth power that was many times that of the individual.

However, this technique and its deep secrets were not known to the public or even members of the Clan. Only the Chiefs passed it down to the Chief of the next generation.

The technique was so secret that it was never written down, and was only passed orally.

Then the question stood. How did he know about such a technique?