Murderous aura; thick and sinister murderous aura.

This type of killing intent was filled with a death-like aura and was something only a corpse would exude.

The long blade pointed directly at Maxwell's nose as the burly guy cussed: "Who is this damn thing?"

"This is perfect!"

"Sorceress, you told our Lord Commander that you were undergoing some ritual. Never would I have imagined that a man would be a part of it. You must be tired of living!"

After saying that, the other burly guy glared and angrily shouted: "Sorceress, what the Dead City's Dark King wants are virgins. You think that having a guy break their hymen will allow them to escape their fate?"

"Fritz, we'll first check these women to see if they're still virgins, then we'll take care of them all at once later."

"Good idea."

The two burly guys looked at each other and chuckled perversely.

One of them grabbed one of the woman's hairs and dragged her off to the side. He then started groping her breasts and roughly kneading them. His actions were very rough, his saliva dripping from his chin, and his expression extremely obscene. The image of the burly guy was as disgusting as one could imagine.

The woman's face paled with tears coming down as she allowed the burly guy to molest her however he wanted, roughly.

So pitiful. This pitifulness was beyond words.

The burly guy didn't stop after grabbing her all over. He swung his hand and slapped the woman's butt. He then chuckled perversely: "Her little ass is quite bouncy."

The burly guy grabbed the woman's thigh and forcefully pulled it apart. His grip directly bruised the woman's thigh before his eyes stared directly at her private area.

The woman struggled to close her legs while her whole body was shaking. She was biting her lips while shaking her head to break free. She then looked over at Maxwell with a pleading look.

The other five women were shivering with pale faces. No one dared to step forward to help.

One can imagine that this type of scene was something they had encountered all the time.

What kind of place was this?

Maxwell had lost all perverted desires in his mind. He got up and walked towards the woman. Looking at the burly guy who was still chuckling perversely, the monstrous killing intent inside him started surging out!

The other burly guy angrily shouted: "Damn thing, what are you trying to do?"

Maxwell revealed a grin like a grim reaper. He then coldly replied: "Nothing much, I just want you two to die!"

Once the word die was heard, in an instant, all the power Maxwell had exploded out. He clenched his fists and shouted: "Level 2 Overdrive!"

Maxwell looked up, showing his eyes filled with killing intent. His fists started glowing red as he shouted: "Magma Fire!"

His fists turned fiery red, and magma started dripping off them.

A punch then smashed out!

The burly guy's expression underwent drastic changes as his blade slashed out. He then cursed: "You must be tired of living!"

Maxwell didn't hesitate at all, and his fist directly smashed against the long blade.

The long blade struck Maxwell's fist. The long blade didn't manage to cut into his fist, and in less than half a breath, white mist was seen rising.

The blade was directly melted!

The burly guy became dumbfounded, and his legs started shaking. He then shouted: "What kind of demonic technique did you use?"

A strike at full strength directly penetrated the burly guy's chest. A hole the size of a fist was then seen, creating a rather horrifying image.

But the system didn't give any notification, which meant the burly guy hadn't died yet!

A fist that has already penetrated his chest, yet he didn't die?

Could he not be human?

Not only was he still alive, but the guy was still alive and kicking and looked like he didn't feel any injuries at all. How was it possible that not a single bit of blood came out of his wound?

Not even Gods were capable of this, right?

He even said this, I was using some demonic techniques? You're the one using demonic techniques!

In a split second, the burly guy started laughing before throwing a punch towards Maxwell's chest. "The Dark King has bestowed upon me an immortal body! A mere human like you wants to kill me? Hahaha..."

A punch that was supposed to kill the burly guy, yet didn't kill him.

Maxwell was caught off guard by this as he received a punch from the burly guy.

The power behind it wasn't strong, but the moment the fist made contact, Maxwell could feel a brutal, deathly aura along with it. It was very similar to the time when he encountered the Walking Dead Lord in Eden.

Except that the death aura from the burly guy's fist couldn't be compared to the Walking Dead Lord.

"Bam!"

Maxwell's chest withstood the blow, but the black death aura started spreading about. Traces of a black hair-like substance started diving into the surface of his skin.

"Oh shit!"

Maxwell's mind turned grim, and the killing intent beast core in his sea of consciousness started working. It began to kill the invading death aura like crazy.

Within an instant, a sheen of cold sweat covered Maxwell's back. He originally thought the burly guy's cultivation level was no big deal, so his guard was lowered. Maxwell never imagined his attack would actually contain such a weird energy.

His killing intent completely wiped out the death aura.

Maxwell's brows sank as he sneered: "I'd like to see if you are really immortal!"

"Level 2 Overdrive!"

"Magma Fire!"

His fists lowered, and a thick steam started rising out from his magma-covered fists. Maxwell then shouted: "Ghost Steps!"

His figure was lightning fast, and he almost instantly arrived in front of the burly guy.

A flash of brilliance appeared in the burly guy's eyes as he started laughing out loud. "You cannot kill me because I am immortal, hahaha..."

A punch directly smashed into the burly guy's mouth.

And came out the side!

One side of his head was sent flying off somewhere, yet the burly guy was still standing upright. His eyes were still blinking, and half his mouth was still moving as if he was still laughing.

Suddenly, fiery rage started burning inside Maxwell's heart. He then performed a kick towards the other portion of the head as he coldly said, "Are you dead yet?"

The rest of the head exploded, and the body toppled over.

At this moment.

"Crackle!"

"Congratulations to player Maxwell Gillette for killing Fritz."

"Reward: 2000 XP, 300 mana."

Maxwell spat at Fritz's corpse as he said in disdain, "You damn piece of cheap trash, immortal, huh? Let's see how you wake up again."

Glancing at the system messages, Maxwell thought to himself: "Shit, man, that's a lot of XP. If these types of weak mobs have 2000 XP each, it would be great if more of them came..."

"How come there weren't any badges?"

Maxwell was surprised by this. Based on the system's usual rule, every person he kills should increase the badge by one point. Fritz was definitely killed by him, yet there was no system message showing any badge increase. Could it be that guy really wasn't human?

While Maxwell was trying to figure out this question, the other burly guy angrily chopped down with his blade.

Maxwell sneered coldly.

His body lightly shifted to the side.

After dodging the blade, Maxwell flipped his palm and quickly struck the guy on the centre of his brow.

"Bam!"

The guy flew off, and the sound of stone striking the ground was heard. Then, there was nothing else.

Another "Crackle!" sound was heard in Maxwell's mind.

Maxwell said to himself, "Sure enough, these people seem to have something inside their heads. Most likely these guys are already dead, so if that's the case, then..."

"Shit, what kind of world is this?"

"Is this the dead world?"

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