Chapter 1196 Kill Them
Rufus' POV:
Clowns wearing masks of different colors surrounded me. The one in the pink mask walked forward from the back of the crowd and said, "Lee was right. This child is your goal."
"Yes, so what? What can you possibly do to me?" I tightened my hold on the child in my arms and estimated how long it would take for me to deal with this group. I didn't want to waste my time on these lame ducks. My priority was to find Crystal as soon as possible.
The pink-masked clown was humiliated and replied in an evil voice, "Well, you won't be able to escape this place today. We took advantage of your carelessness just now to gather all our people here to catch you. I don't think you can get through all of us alone!"
My lips curled up in disdain and I didn't try to disguise my voice. "I'm actually quite flattered that you've sent so many people just to catch me."
The pink-masked clown raised her chin and arrogantly said, "Lee warned us to take you seriously. And he is always right. Today, we're going to put in all our efforts to capture you. Then we will cut off your legs. You can accompany the small kid you're holding. Or you can just surrender, and maybe you will be allowed to keep your limbs."
This group of savages seemed to know nothing besides cutting off other people's limbs. We used a variety of torture techniques in the imperial palace while interrogating prisoners.
The clowns couldn't scare me.
Taking one step back, I asked, "Where is Crystal?"
"Do you mean this boy's mother?" The pink-masked clown glanced at the sleeping boy in my arms and said, "Although I didn't witness her death, the shewed ves who encounter Lee usually meet a bad end." Then she swept her eyes over me and asked, "Are you three a family? That's interesting. We have never featured a family performance before."
The red-masked clown became excited when he heard this. "That's a brilliant idea. Maybe we will be able to garner more sympathy from the audience." "Nonsense!" I was enraged. Knowing that Crystal had been captured, I lost control of myself.
Without exchanging any more nonsensical words with the clowns in front of me, I directly released a burst of lycan power and charged into the group to fight them.
Although many clowns were present, most of their moves were erratic and they obviously hadn't received any formal training.
I snatched a machete from one of them and began fighting my way out.
Soon enough, I had reached the yard. Blood was spattered all over the ground. My coat was also stained with blood. Fortunately, the little boy in my arms remained unaffected.
Judging from the attitude of the pink-masked clown, she must have fought with Crystal. It seemed that the boy I was holding right now was likely Arron.
The mixed emotions within me were getting increasingly out of control. They brought out my sinister side and I became a killing machine.
More and more clowns rushed in from outside. I knocked them down one after another. I wanted to end this battle as soon as possible and locate Crystal, so the intensity of my attacks became fiercer.
The clowns couldn't hurt me, yet they still tried to surround me.
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Although I was the superior fighter right now, I wouldn't be able to maintain this momentum for
would have to break through the 9.1
blockade in the shortest time.
Sweat drenched my back. My killing instinct made me more violent, making me want to annihilate them all.
Just then, someone from the group shouted, "Everyone, aim your attacks on the child in his arms!"