Prime Originator

"You… why are you here?"

When Edric Grey uttered these words, he subconsciously stepped back in fear of Leon. It was too bizarre that this commoner could be here. What were all the servants doing!?

"To do something I should have done long ago." Leon said coolly without much emotion. His enemy's life was long overdue.

Edric felt a bone-chilling cold from Leon's words and took a few more steps back until he was backed against the wall. He had developed an innate fear of Leon after his family's servants were completely decimated by this one person.

"Guards! Where are the guards!?"

He tried to summon the servants, but no one answered his call.

Leon chuckled at his futile efforts. They were in the middle of the woods, which was quite far from the marquises, lords and that mysterious sir Zagan. Their voices couldn't reach far from inside the tent either.

"Nobody can hear you. Everyone in the camp are already dead. I killed them all." Leon chuckled coldly.

"Bullshit! Do you think you can really kill all the servants of the four families?!" Edric denied strongly, but in his heart, he wasn't confident. Leon might really be capable of this.

"You're wrong. I don't think, I already DID and you're next." A fine silver needle danced on the tips of Leon's fingers as he gave Edric a playful look.

"Are you sure you want to make this an irreconcilable grudge? Aren't you afraid of my father and grandpa's retaliation? There also the other lords and sir Zagan around." Edric took a deep breath to calm his nerves, before threatening Leon with a heavy tone.

When Leon heard this, he thought this person was too funny. An irreconcilable grudge had long been formed between them, not to mention he just killed all his possible relatives as well as the other three families.

"You don't have to worry about this. They will join you soon. Every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. Even if I am not acting on my own personal grudge, I will act on behalf of the heavens. To rid the kingdom of you scourges and bring solace to all the people you've harmed." Leon said coldly as his eyes flashed a dangerous light. The four great family had committed far too much evil.

When Edric heard Leon's words, his face grew very dark. This person was too arrogant!

Does he think he can take on the lords just because he can deal with their servants!?

"Who the fuck, do you think you are to judge me and my family!? Do you take yourself to be some hero!?" Edric snapped at Leon's self-righteous and arrogant words. His anger superseded his fear as he pointed his finger at Leon and condemned him. "Some hero you are to not even spare the women and children on camp."

Leon looked at him calmly without any ripples of emotion. The person was already a dead man in his eyes and his words had no effect on him.

"Naturally I am no hero. As for what rights I have…? I am the prince of Crawford! To condemn villains like you to death, that is my royal authority as well as my birth right!" Leon said imposingly. A pressuring aura gushed out from his body.

Boom!

Leon's words were like thunder in his ears. Prince of Crawford! How was that possible!? He is just a commoner! Edric was shocked speechless.

"I've wasted enough nonsense with you. It's time to die. Goodbye and thank you." Leon said indifferently.

"Wait!-" 

Before Edric could understand the meaning of 'thank you', a needle pierced his forehead and ended his life.

Their strengths were too far apart. It was to the extent that he was not even able to put up a single shred of resistance before death claimed him.

His body dropped to the floor with a thud. Leon walked over and retrieved his needle placidly, despite wasting so much time talking.

Without Edric's schemes to poison him, he may have never awaken his past life memories in this life. Thus, the words 'thank you' was to express his gratitude, while allowing Edric to live for so long was already a display of his greatest mercy to his enemy. His enemies still has to die in the end.

Anyone who had the audacity to make an attempt on his life would not be allowed to live.

Leon stepped out the tent without looking back. His eyes were clear like the pond without any ripples. This was just a small episode in his life and the person was just a nobody. He would surely bump into tougher foes and face stronger opponents on his path back to the Divine Realm.

... 

At this point, the Capital had managed to seal off another rift, the western side. This leaves only one side left to seal, the eastern side.

The lords have grown impatient after sending their servants to prepare their departure. Someone should have report back to them by now, but no one did. 

"Rae, go see what the holdup is. If you see the servants slacking off, kill them." Lord Esmond said ruthlessly. His family did not need idlers that didn't place enough importance on his words.

"Yes, lord father." Marquis Rae complied obediently.

Adrian took the chance to also follow his father back to the camp.

As the father-son duo of the Esmond family entered the woods side by side, and headed towards their campsite, Marquis Rae frowned. It was too quiet. Where was the sound of activity?

Suddenly there was a swoosh sound followed by a thud shortly after.

"Hm?" The sudden sound made Marquis Rae alert. He turned towards the source and found that his son had dropped to the ground.

"Adrian, what are you doing? Get up!" Marquis Rae chided.

He thought his son was fooling around. But when his words didn't provoke any response from his son, his heart shook.

"Adrian… you… no heartbeat…? Dead!? …. Arghhhh! MY SON!!!!" Marquis Rae roared with great anguish and sorrow. A heart-wrenching pain threatened to tear him apart.

"WHO!? WHO DID THIS!?"

In the darkness of the woods, his anguish cries elicit no response from the surrounding. However, his powerful voice echoed beyond the woods and alarmed the others waiting outside.

"Something happened!"

The other three lords said at the same time. They look towards sir Zagan.

"Go deal with it." Sir Zagan waved them off nonchalantly. His eyes were still glued on the Capital, but his interest was secretly piqued. Some rat actually managed to slip behind them, under his notice!

With those words, the remaining people of the four great family all entered the woods to investigate. They quickly arrived at Marquis Esmond's location.

"What happened?" Lord Grey questioned immediately.

"Beware of projectiles! There's a hidden enemy somewhere! That person already killed my son!" Marquis Rae warned, while trying to suppress his blood-boiling rage as to not cloud his judgment.

Against this unknown threat, only a clear and calm mind would help him make the optimum choices to survive.

Leon eyed them from the darkness with creased brows. He planned to take them out one by one but didn't expect them to all come together. He wasn't swift and decisive enough and allowed them the chance to gather!

But no matter! The only one he had to be on guard against did not come with the rest.

Leon locked onto all his targets. Several needles appeared in his hands as he gripped them with bulging muscles and pulsing veins, before firing them with… twofold strength! Skill integration success!

The essence of the [Nine Echoes Oscillating Fist] has been successfully integrated into his throwing!

Swoosh… the needles shot towards the group with great speed!

"Dodge!"

The family lords all reacted quickly, but the rest were too slow to! They were shot in various fatal spots; head, throat and heart. The power behind the needles were great as they exited from the other ends of its victim's bodies and drilled into the ground and trees.

"Mother…" Marquise Luella called weakly. She gripped her heart as blood oozed out of the penetrated hole in her chest that was inexplicably larger than the size of the needle that pierced her. Coldness began to seep into her body as she fell on her knees, while herr gaze turned to the starry skies that could be barely seen.

'Is this retribution?' Luella thought as she drew her last breath.

Marquis Rae died instantly from the shot to his head, while Marquis Albert grabbed onto his throat, unable to utter a sound. He died shortly after.

The ground was laid with corpses in a short instance. Apart from the marquise and marquises, Cayden Weld and the ice princess of the Acker family were also among the bodies.

Lady Harriet and the Lords felt pained in their thought-to-be stone-cold hearts. Their descendants had all died…

Even if they succeeded their ambition and live longer, they have no family. They were already so old and can no longer produce new offspring. In short, their families were finished.

They suddenly felt lost. They thought they had long become cold-blooded demons from all the blood on their hands, but never would they have thought that the death of all their kin would affect them this much.

Leon was taken aback from as he watched from the shadows. All these evil fiends had their guard lowered and full of openings.

'So… these fiends still have feelings huh? But don't blame me for being ruthless!'

'You reap what you sow! Allow me to send you all on your way to reunite with them.' Leon thought with cold glint.

The turn of events was unexpected, but he wasn't going to miss such an opportunity. He produced another four needles and shot them through their heads without resistance.

…

Staring at the corpses of the four great family, Leon sighed. He had finally put an end to these fiends.

Clap… clap… clap…

"Great execution. I didn't expect there to be someone like you in the kingdom." Sir Zagan suddenly appeared and praised, before glancing at the  corpses with pity in his eyes.

"It's unfortunate that they weren't able to become real bloodfiends in the end." He lamented.

Leon was greatly alarmed when he couldn't sense this person before he got so close. He had never let his guard down! He immediately took a defensive stance with a weary expression.

"Now… now… no need to be impatient. Wait for your turn."

Sir Zagan did not even looked at Leon. His stretched out his hands towards the corpses, before the following scene made Leon greatly startled.

The blood mist seeped from the bodies of the four lords, until their corpses became thin and dried like mummies. The blood mist coagulated into a crimson red pill in sir Zagan's hand.

Blood manipulation! Demonic cultivation! Demonic cultivators were people who had forsaken humanity to become demons!

These were the thoughts that raced through Leon's mind as he wore a grievous expression and his killing intent erupted. This person had to die!

[Extreme Vanishing Step]!

Leon shot forward at his quickest speed as he circulated his energy.

Twofold strength… threefold… no threefold was not enough. Leon pushed his body to carry out a fourfold attack, regardless of whether his body could take it. His fist shot forward at lightning speed with 3600-jin force!

"Boy, didn't I say to wait your turn!?" sir Zagan said grimly as he raised his hand to block.

He didn't put Leon's puny strength in his eyes, even after it was augmented by fourfold. His cultivation was at five-stars with a physical strength of 5400-jin.

However!

A black spear suddenly materialized in Leon hands that made sir Zagan's eyes bulge with shock.

"What sorcery is this!?" He roared. in retaliation but it was too late.

Even if his strength was great, his flesh was not made of steel. The black spear easily penetrated his hand before stabbing into his heart!

Sir Zagan's expression turned nasty as he ripped the black spear away from his body and shot backwards in retreat with heavy steps.

"I underestimated you, boy. To think you know spatial manipulation." Sir Zagan said darkly as he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His previous elegant and aloof bearing was destroyed by Leon. "But don't think that you can kill me with just this. We will meet again."

Sir Zagan retreated further away. If he wanted to leave, Leon wouldn't be able to stop him.

"It's a pity that I won't be able to watch the grand event. You should hurry back to the Capital before you miss it, boy. HAHAHA!"

Sir Zagan escaped after leaving those last words with a wild laugh.

After confirming that Sir Zagan was gone, Leon let down his worried and sighed with both relief and disappointment. He was safe, but the person wasn't killed even after having his heart destroyed.

He was drenched in cold sweat as he endured the pain from his mutilated right arm for forcibly using fourfold strength that he had derived from the [Oscillating Fist] technique.

"As expected, the body is still not strong enough to use fourfold strength." Leon said self-mockingly.

Suddenly a resounding boom echoed over from the Capital and made Leon's expression froze.. He called the demonic cultivator's last words and quickly hurried back.