Lord Of Leveling Up 2: The Last Dragon User-Chapter 61: Bodies, Hmmm!

"Boom!"

Seven half-dead bodies landed right next to Maxwell’s feet.

Maxwell was shocked.

These guys are still peak Venerate rank experts! Why do they resemble cabbages at the street stalls and are completely useless in a fight?

Of course...

That’s because Dracula was simply too powerful.

"Humph!"

"Not a single one that can fight properly." As Dracula’s voice faded, he pulled back his World of Slaughter. The bloody environment disappeared and reverted to the night sky dotted with star lights as if nothing had happened. The only difference was that there were now seven figures groaning in pain scattered on the ground.

It took less than a second!

If it weren’t for Maxwell’s request, Dracula could absolutely instakill all seven of them.

This kind of strength was too fierce, too powerful!

Maxwell grinned ferociously as he started cracking his knuckles. He walked over to one elderly party and said with a smile: "If I didn’t remember wrongly, you should be called George?"

"Spare me!"

"Please spare my life..."

Before his voice faded, Maxwell activated his level 5 Overdrive and started smashing his fist. "Spare your life? I said that I will kill every one of you. Weren’t you having a good time mocking me back then? Why don’t you keep mocking me now?"

"Boom!"

Under the enhancement of level 5 Overdrive, the punch directly caused his head to explode.

The energy from their peak Venerate rank cultivation had actually been completely drained by the World of Slaughter, or else Maxwell would need quite a bit of time to kill them. It’s normal for a peak Venerate rank expert to have a fleshly body with high defensive properties.

"Crackle!"

"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for killing..."

The system gave off a notification tone.

Maxwell didn’t bother paying attention to it because these guys weren’t bosses and wouldn’t have any good loot explode from their corpses.

Maxwell then walked over to another elderly person who had part of his face buried in the mud. Maxwell coldly grinned and said, "Did you really think that I wouldn’t recognise you if you tried to cover your face? I have firmly remembered every one of your auras."

"Spare my life!"

"I won’t dare to ever again!"

Without giving him a chance to continue speaking...

Maxwell’s fist smashed down with an enraged expression. "It’s fine if you don’t come help, yet you stand by the side mocking. What I hate the most are dogs like you guys! Go die for me!"

Another head explodes from a punch!

There was no room for negotiation.

The other five Venerate rank experts were extremely scared.

The higher one’s cultivation was, the more they were afraid of death.

When they saw Maxwell, it was like seeing a grim reaper holding a scythe. They were so scared that they started peeing their pants.

Maxwell’s right hand started moving as he withdrew his Astral Sword. "You guys didn’t ridicule me, so I’ll let you guys die a quick death!"

When treating enemies...

And dealing with those who had to die, Maxwell will never hesitate or have sympathy for them.

These experts came to kill him today, so no matter how merciful he was, there’s no way he would spare them.

If it weren’t for Dracula gaining the Bronze Heaven Sovereign’s golden body that boosted his strength to the Saint rank, Maxwell most likely would have had to die here. Even if he enhanced himself to his peak strength, there’s still no way he would be an opponent against seven peak Venerate rank experts.

Therefore...

These guys had to die!

His hand rose, and his sword descended, instantly killing five peak Venerate rank experts. The system started giving off notification tones, and he started receiving big waves of XP.

Maxwell looked over at the pale, white, and frightened Eric the Noble, who was scared to the point of not daring to move. He then said with a smile, "The only one left is you."

Eric the Noble’s face was extremely pale, while his whole body was shaking. The crotch area of his pants was already drenched wet as he stuttered: "I, I, I, I’m the young master of Plume City. My father, my father, is the master of the city at the Saint rank. You, you, you cannot kill me,aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and I’m sure you don’t dare to kill me. If you do kill me, my father won’t, won’t, won’t let you off."

"Saint rank expert, huh?"

"I am so scared." Maxwell walked closer one step at a time while pretending to show a scared expression. When he arrived at the side of Eric the Noble, he coldly sneered on the surface while roaring in his mind. A powerful energy exploded from him as he smashed his fist out.

aaaaaaaaaa

Eric the Noble was smashed flying!

Maxwell’s figure moved. He didn’t allow his body to fall before punching out another time.

"Threatening me?"

"Get your father here right now if you have the guts!"

"Walking around with your overly smug face, I already wanted to kill you back then at the Great Alliance auction house. Who knew you would have escaped back then, yet dare to send yourself to death today?"

"I don’t dare to kill you?"

"Even if your father was here right now, I would still kill you in front of his face!"

As his voice faded, Maxwell once again smashed out with a punch.

Eric the Noble’s originally handsome-looking face was thus smashed into pulp. Maxwell then stepped on top of his body before spitting on him. "What I hate the most are those who are better looking than me!"

"Crackle!"

"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette..."

He had killed Eric the Noble!

It’s a pity that nothing good exploded out.

Maxwell didn’t care either and shouted, "Let’s head back to the city!"

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The Devil Sealing Array wasn’t that far from the Capital City.

It didn’t require much effort for the five of them to quickly return to the city gates.

Two guards in charge of the gates were excited when they saw Maxwell. "Prince Consort!"

The passerby around the area also showed expressions of respect.

Maxwell had won the hearts of the people in the Capital City, and pretty much everyone treated him like a God in their hearts.

Maxwell politely smiled in response and said, "It’s been hard on you all."

"Not hard, not hard at all."

"Prince Consort, his majesty left a message for you to not hang around and immediately return to the royal palace because there’s a serious matter."

What happened at the entrance of the royal palace was quickly known by Adam.

Adam didn’t dare to be negligent with this matter, so he immediately sent out an order for Maxwell to return to the royal palace.

Maxwell’s expression faintly changed while he thought to himself: "Did something major happen while I was gone?"

Immediately after...

The five of them quickly returned to the royal palace in a hurry.

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Maxwell’s expression had changed, "Royal Immortal Sect really thinks they’re that great, huh?"

Maxwell was enraged when he found out that a guard had had his arm chopped off in front of the Gate.

Adam’s expression had subtly changed as he knew this would be the outcome. He then helplessly said, "Maxwell, please don’t be reckless. The old ancestor sent me a voice transmission saying the Royal Immortal Sect is the number one immortal sect in our world. Their strength is so high that it’s beyond our imagination. I heard that a God Sovereign is safeguarding the place, so you mustn’t mess around. The Royal Immortal Sect can elevate you to the highest supreme peak."

Those who could enter the Royal Immortal Sect were all dragons amongst men.

Every single one of them was the cream of the crop geniuses!

Maxwell’s expression recovered as he said, "Don’t worry, I know what to do and won’t act recklessly."

Adam’s heart relaxed as he said, "That’s good then. I guess that they already know you’ve returned to the Capital City. Tomorrow, I plan on using the Evans Kingdom’s name in inviting the four immortal sect envoys over for a banquet. What do you think about that?"

Immortal Sect envoys!

If one could form a relationship with them, the Evans Kingdom could stand for a million years, and no one would dare move against them.

If...

Maxwell was able to enter the Royal Immortal Sect, which would be even better.

But there was one thing Adam was very clear on: No matter which choice Maxwell makes, he will still support it. Even if Maxwell doesn’t choose any of the immortal sects, Adam will still not say a word.

Maxwell nodded: "Fine!"

Maxwell’s heart tightened, and his eyes narrowed. A crazy idea had appeared in his mind – "I wonder what good stuff will explode forth if I kill an immortal sect envoy?"