Carl’s figure appeared on the edge of the residential area. In just three short days, this place had transformed into a completely different world. All around him was desolation; the once bustling and lively market had now shockingly turned into ruins. Even the homes of the common folk had many collapsed structures. The cold wind swept across the ground, brushing aside the snow to reveal stiff corpses scattered about. Without exception, the bodies had been meticulously scavenged, some even stripped of their clothing. The harsh, piercing smell of blood and the lingering scent of slaughter made the area resemble a battlefield freshly scarred by war. Humans are indeed bizarre creatures. They fall into chaos before the beast tide even arrives, and when the beast tide does come... Leipzig Market is finished! He sighed softly, and Carl’s figure flashed, shrinking behind a large tree. Several Magic Halos flickered among the ruins as three figures burst forth, the two in the rear chasing the one in front. The one being chased was a familiar face. Sam? The Sam from the Capes family! Carl, behind the tree, moved his brows slightly but did not appear to help. At this moment, Sam no longer possessed the pride of a member of the Capes family; his face was filled with terror. He wielded his Magic Wand, continuously waving it as multiple glows shot out. Zero-Circle Magic—Blazing Flame Technique! The flames, like sharp arrows, exploded immediately upon contact with an object, powerful enough to easily shatter a stone wall. However, that was all it did. The two pursuing from behind had agile movement techniques, clearly having trained on the Knight Path, and their witchcraft was also proficient. Zero-Circle Magic—Mars Strong Acid Arrow! Zero-Circle Magic—Black Tentacles! The strong acid arrows shot forth, and the suddenly emerging tentacles entangled Sam, forcing him to keep running and dodging. Sloppiness was inevitable after prolonged evasion, especially when he was already exhausted. Sam screamed as his left shoulder was accidentally struck by a strong acid arrow, his clothes and flesh instantly corroded. His body also lost balance and stumbled to the ground. "Haha..." the two pursuers laughed upon seeing him. "The noble little lord of the Capes family, who would have thought you’d end up today!" "Tony!" Sam knelt on the ground, struggling to get up, and angrily yelled at one of them, "Have you forgotten how I treated you? If it weren’t for my help, you would have died long ago. And this is how you repay me?" "Pah!" Tony’s expression was cold. "Without you, I could still live just fine. I’ve had enough of being your dog. Sam... go die!" As he spoke, he waved his Magic Wand, and several strong acid arrows shot forth. As the strong acid arrows were about to land on Sam, a layer of Magic Halo emerged, shielding him like armor. Zero-Circle Magic—Mage Armor! The injured Sam suddenly burst forth, his Magic Wand shooting a beam of light that transformed into a light sword sweeping across. Zero-Circle Magic—Mage Swift Sword! The light sword flashed and vanished. Tony’s body suddenly stiffened. A streak of blood appeared on his neck, followed by his head sliding off his body. But there was still one person left in the arena. He was startled by Sam’s sudden burst but quickly regained his composure. His companion had merely died due to a moment of carelessness in Sam’s desperate struggle. That didn’t mean Sam still had the ability to fight back. Amidst the roar, he retreated, swinging his Magic Wand repeatedly, activating one Zero-Circle Magic after another. The air vibrated, and an invisible force field appeared in front of Sam. Zero-Circle Magic—Copper Wall Iron Curtain! This Defensive Magic was extremely powerful and complex among the Zero-Circle Magic spells, rarely mastered even by Advanced Wizard Apprentices. His eyes bulged, his face filled with disbelief. Sam’s talent for cultivation was not high. After such a long battle, his resources should have been depleted, and his spiritual power should have been exhausted. How could he possibly cast such powerful magic? That’s not right! With a shift in thought, he suddenly came to his senses. "There’s someone else!" Suddenly turning around, the oncoming Magic Halo was like a sudden stormy rain, completely drowning him in an instant. The last person’s body was torn into pieces by the ferocious magic. "Sam," the suddenly appearing figure spoke with concern, "Are you alright?" "Aunt Millie?" Sam looked at the newcomer with surprise. "You’re not dead?" His face showed ecstasy, then his expression drastically changed. "You’re not dead? Why aren’t you dead?" The same words, but the tone of voice was completely different: the first was joyful, the latter questioning. Indeed. If Millie wasn’t dead, why hadn’t she returned to the family these days? Why hadn’t the Monroe family killed her? "..." Millie opened her mouth, her expression complex. "It was Schtrude. He didn’t kill me." "Schtrude?" Sam frowned, the image of the person represented by the name surfacing in his mind. Then he glared at Millie and roared loudly, "A member of the Monroe family! Your fiancé from all those years ago!" "Sam, don’t get worked up." Millie waved her hands repeatedly. "The Monroe family was also forced. The ones who really want to act against our family are actually others." "Others?" Sam staggered back, shouting loudly, "My father, Third Uncle—they died at Edmund’s hands! Many other family members too! Even the Old Ancestor was poisoned because of people from the Monroe family... Millie! You betrayed the family!" Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽 "I didn’t!" Millie stomped her foot. "Now is not the time to talk about this. Many people are hunting our family members. Come with me; let’s leave here first." "Leave with you?" Sam sneered. "To where? To be delivered right to our enemies? Millie, don’t forget that you owe everything you have today to the entire family backing you."