Silence!

An unparalleled silence pervaded, leaving everyone stunned, staring at Qin Heng in disbelief, their faces a picture of shock!

A thick stench of blood wafted through the air.

Secretary Lin's headless body lay on the ground, blood gushing out and pooling. The thud of her body hitting the ground rang in the ears of Zhao Zhongjian and the others like a death knell.

They looked towards Qin Heng with immense terror. He actually—! He had so easily breached Lord Charles's defense!

"My God! How is this possible? Isn't that the miracle passed down from King Arthur to Lancelot? How could this be?"

"Immortal Technique! Is this Immortal Technique that Qin Heng is using? He so effortlessly broke through Lord Charles's defense and killed Secretary Lin!"

Everyone cried out in horror, filled with immeasurable fear, trembling all over.

Originally, they had thought Jonson Charles could keep them safe and sound. But now, it seemed things were very bad indeed!

That miraculous light barrier was utterly useless against the golden light unleashed by Qin Heng; it was pierced with utter ease, as if it were merely a piece of paper, without the slightest effort!

Terror! It was truly too horrifying! This was clearly an overpowering attack that crushed the defense; otherwise, such a scenario would never have occurred!

"Lord Charles, what—what should we do?" Zhao Zhongjian's face was deathly pale as he spoke to Jonson Charles in utter terror.

He was scared, truly scared! Having witnessed Qin Heng's power, he no longer dared to be arrogant! Secretary Lin's body lay there on the ground, her head cradled in Jonson Charles's hands—the aftermath of Qin Heng's attack was right before their eyes! Zhao Zhongjian feared he might be Qin Heng's next target. He was extremely frightened, his body shaking so much that he almost slumped to the ground.

"Get lost!!" Jonson Charles roared, slapping Zhao Zhongjian's face and sending him flying. Holding Secretary Lin's head, his gaze towards Qin Heng was cold as ice.

Rage!! Extreme rage!! It was almost tangible!

Purplish armor radiated light, wrapping his entire being, transforming him into a blade set to pierce the heavens!

CLANG!!

Suddenly, the clear cry of a sword rang out, vibrating the very void!

The light around Jonson Charles abruptly retracted, condensing into a silver-white lightsaber in his hand. His entire aura changed, as if he had transformed into a battle-hardened warrior!

The moment the lightsaber formed, a fierce storm appeared out of nowhere, centered around Jonson Charles. It kicked up a tornado that blew away everyone near him.

BANG!!

Jonson Charles crushed Secretary Lin's head in his hand, raised the tip of his lightsaber towards Qin Heng, and said, "Insect, you—very good! Extremely good! You have successfully enraged an heir to the title of the Knights of the Round table! I, Lancelot, Jonson Charles, the Lake Knight, today, with my honor at stake, swear to kill you! If another person by my side dies, I'll tear you to pieces!!"

No sooner had he finished speaking…

Than Qin Heng replied with a smile, "This is the second one."

He completely disregarded what Jonson Charles had said.

Then, he gently raised his finger and pointed across the space.

BOOM!!

A middle-aged leader who had just been persuading Song Ningran to drink exploded on the spot into a cloud of blood mist, ceasing to exist!

"That's the third one," Qin Heng said without pausing, pointing again at another person.

The invisible Mana wielded a formless but overwhelmingly terrifying power that ordinary people couldn't resist or even perceive.

However, Jonson Charles, with his strength, could still sense it.

"You dare! Stop!" Jonson Charles roared, his aura surging wildly as he rushed towards the person Qin Heng had targeted. He had already declared that he wouldn't let another of his people die! One had already died, which was a disgrace beyond measure; how could he allow another to perish!

With his lightsaber drawn, Jonson Charles's strength greatly increased, rivaling even some Soldier Masters comparable to Saints. His speed was extreme, his entire figure like a purple peak as he instantly arrived in front of that person.

"With me here, you won't be able to kill anyone!!" Jonson Charles was brimming with confidence, now standing behind the person, convinced that unless the Holy Spirit of legend descended, no one could kill under these circumstances! This was a judgment Jonson Charles made based on his lifelong understanding, and it had never been wrong! As long as one stood behind him, the Lake Knight, it was impossible to be killed. In the past twenty-plus years, there had never been an exception. He had even directly withstood an artillery strike from an armored vehicle!

No matter how strong Qin Heng is, it's absolutely impossible to bypass me from this distance and kill directly! Jonson Charles was utterly confident.

THUD!!

A muffled sound rang out, and the rich scent of blood came from behind Jonson Charles; he even felt the blood mist spreading through the air to his nostrils.

Dead!! The person behind me exploded!? Blown up by Qin Heng!?

Jonson Charles turned his head to look.

Indeed! The person he had been protecting behind him had vanished, replaced by a thick cloud of blood mist, the air damp with the smell of blood! Exploded! It exploded again!! My protection was completely useless!!

Zhao Zhongjian and the others were in total despair, their faces ashen. They even knelt and kowtowed repeatedly to Qin Heng, shouting loudly, "Spare us! Spare our lives! Please, we beg you to spare us!!"

"AAAAHHH!!" Jonson Charles was completely enraged.

He raised the lightsaber in his hand, his aura increasing to the extreme, sharp and fearsome, unleashing an immense energy that instantly turned Zhao Zhongjian and the others into a pile of bloody paste, utterly dead!!

"Damn ants! Do you realize what you're doing? You're provoking the dignity of the noble Knights of the Round table! You deserve to die! Die! DIE!!" Jonson Charles roared.

BOOM!

As if the sound barrier itself shattered and the air was pierced, Jonson Charles burst forward like a jet fighter, instantly crossing the distance to Qin Heng and appearing before him. The long purple flame from his lightsaber trailed behind him, magnificent and grand!

"Accept this strike of judgment! You will pay the price for your crimes!!" Jonson Charles seemed to grow immensely tall, his longsword held high, bringing it down on Qin Heng!

With this single strike, Jonson Charles had slain countless foes: S-rank monsters from other worlds, so-called S-rank Ability Users, and even slaughtered modern armies! No one had ever survived this strike!

"DIE!!"

CLANG!!

Qin Heng flicked his finger, touching Jonson Charles's lightsaber with just his index finger, and chuckled, "Scrap metal, the strength of an ant. How could it harm me?"

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