62: The last person to say that is now dead.

"Do you like it?"

"This... meeting gift."

Lin Fan sat on the broad, mountain-like back of the Qiongqi, legs crossed, smiling like a shop waiter serving a fruit platter to guests.

Except this "fruit platter" consisted of over a hundred roaring Ruin Beasts.

And the "guests" were Lancelot and his two companions, whose faces were ashen, along with three Templar Knights trapped precariously amidst the tide of Ruin Beasts.

"Lin Fan!!!"

Elena's scream almost tore through the night sky, her beautiful green eyes burning with a raging fire. "You dare use these filthy monsters to surround and kill Templar Knights! This is a desecration! It's a declaration of war!"

"A declaration of war?" Lin Fan picked his ear, looking confused. "Didn't you guys come looking for me first?"

"What, you're allowed to kill and rob, but I'm not allowed to arrange a welcome ceremony?"

He patted the head of the Qiongqi beneath him.

The Qiongqi gave a low growl, its crimson vertical pupils sweeping over the crowd below, its gaze filled with pure brutality and appetite—as if it were evaluating which piece of meat was more tender.

This was a true ancient Vicious Beast. Even though its Bloodline had only recovered by one-thousandth, the pressure radiating from the depths of its blood was enough to make any Martial Artist below the Martial Ancestor realm weak in the knees.

"Lord Lancelot! Save us... ah!"

One of the besieged knights let out a miserable scream as his left arm was torn open by the claws of a Bone-Spined Ruin Beast, his Holy Light armor shattering like paper.

Lancelot's silver-white pupils contracted violently.

He couldn't wait any longer!

"Elena, Karl, save them!"

He let out a low shout, and the greatsword on his back was already unsheathed!

Hum!!!

The blade vibrated, and silver-white Holy Light soared into the sky, illuminating half the night as if it were broad daylight!

"Holy Light Judgment! Slash!"

Lancelot stepped forward, transforming into a silver meteor. His greatsword carried the momentum to split mountains and shatter the earth as it slashed fiercely toward the densest part of the Ruin Beast tide!

With this strike, his cultivation at the Peak Martial Ancestor level was fully revealed!

Wherever the sword light passed, the air was torn apart with sharp sonic booms, and a deep trench was plowed into the ground!

"As expected of the Captain of the The Third Knight Order of The Sanctuary."

The bespectacled knight, Karl, pushed up his frames, a complex magic Formation lighting up on the staff in his hand. "Cage of Light!"

Countless chains of light shot out from the Void Realm, entangling the Ruin Beasts that tried to pounce on Lancelot.

Elena drew her rapier, her figure flickering like a phantom as the tip of her blade specifically targeted the Ruin Beasts' eyes, joints, and other vulnerable spots.

The three of them coordinated perfectly, instantly tearing a hole in the Ruin Beast tide!

The three besieged knights saw hope and desperately rushed toward the opening.

"Tsk tsk, they've got some skill."

From his high vantage point, Lin Fan watched with great interest, even pulling out a bag of melon seeds from his Storage Ring and starting to crack them.

"God Fan..." Below, Wang Xiaoming and the others were already dumbfounded.

They were hiding inside the concealment Formation Lin Fan had set up in advance, watching the world-destroying battle scene outside, their legs trembling.

Is this... the strength of top international Geniuses?

Lancelot's single strike felt like it could have insta-killed all thirty-plus of them!

"What's the panic?" Lin Fan spat out a melon seed shell. "Just watch."

Before his voice could fade.

A sudden change occurred on the field!

Just as Lancelot was about to reach the three knights of the rescue.

"Roar!!!"

The Rank Four Peak Soul-Devouring Void Beast, which had been enslaved by the Qiongqi and lurking deep within the beast tide, suddenly moved!

It didn't attack Lancelot.

Instead... it opened its massive maw filled with spiral-shaped razor teeth.

It aimed right at the three knights who were about to escape!

"No!!!"

The three knights' pupils shrank; they wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.

A terrifying suction force targeting the Soul erupted from the Soul-Devouring Void Beast's mouth!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The bodies of the three men suddenly froze!

Immediately after, three blurry humanoid phantom images were forcibly extracted from their seven orifices—those were their Souls!

The Souls struggled and screamed as they were swallowed into the Soul-Devouring Void Beast's mouth.

Their Physical Bodies collapsed straight down, their pupils dilating as all life force vanished.

An instant kill!

A true instant kill on the Soul level!

"Johnson! Hank! Martin!!!"

Elena's eyes nearly burst with rage as she rushed toward the Soul-Devouring Void Beast like a madwoman. "I'll kill you, you monster!"

"Elena! Come back!" Karl shouted urgently.

But it was too late.

Having swallowed the three Souls, the Soul-Devouring Void Beast turned its crimson single eye toward the lunging Elena, and its massive maw opened once more!

"Get back!"

Lancelot's roar exploded like a thunderclap!

He abandoned the rescue, turning his greatsword and, wrapped in overwhelming Holy Light, slashed fiercely at the Soul-Devouring Void Beast's head!

This strike was delivered in pure fury!

Wherever the sword light passed, space itself seemed to faintly distort!

The Soul-Devouring Void Beast seemed to sense the danger, a flash of human-like cunning appearing in its single eye, as its massive body strangely shrank backward.

Boom!!!

The sword light fell, carving a hundred-meter-long trench into the ground!

But the Soul-Devouring Void Beast... had only a few tentacles severed.

It retreated deep into the Ruin Beast tide, its single eye looking at Lancelot mockingly.

"It's toying with us!" Karl's face looked grim. "This Ruin Beast... possesses intelligence!"

"It's not intelligence," Lin Fan said lazily from above, cracking melon seeds. "It's me giving the orders."

He patted the Qiongqi's head: "Little Qiong, tell that big octopus to stop playing around and finish this quickly."

"Roar!"

The Qiongqi roared toward the sky, its sound waves carrying a command that only Vicious Beasts could understand.

The Soul-Devouring Void Beast's single eye sharpened, no longer holding back.

Hiss!!!

It let out a sharp hiss, and the gray-black resentment Qi around it surged frantically!

Then, all the Ruin Beasts went berserk simultaneously, as if they had received a supreme directive!

Their attack frequency instantly tripled!

Moreover... they were no longer mindlessly pouncing, but began to tactically divide, surround, and wear down their enemies!

"Damn it!" Lancelot's expression finally changed.

He could feel that the coordination of these Ruin Beasts... was like a well-trained army!

And the commander of this army was that Eastern youth sitting high on the back of the Vicious Beast, cracking melon seeds while watching the show!

"Lin Fan!!!"

Lancelot's silver-white pupils locked onto Lin Fan. "If you're a man, come down and fight me!"

"What kind of skill is using these monsters!"

"Reverse psychology?" Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and spat out a melon seed shell. "That trick is too old-fashioned; I stopped using it when I was three."

He stretched and stood up from the Qiongqi's back.

"But... you're right."

"Watching the show for too long is indeed a bit boring."

Lin Fan stepped out, floating down lightly from the dozens-of-meters-high broken pillar.

He landed soundlessly.

He walked to the front of the Ruin Beast tide and raised his hand.

All the Ruin Beasts parted to both sides like a tide, making way for a path.

Just like that, under the "grand welcome" of hundreds of hideous Ruin Beasts, Lin Fan walked to a spot ten meters in front of Lancelot and his two companions and came to a halt.

"Alright," he clapped his hands. "Now there's no one to disturb us."

"You three..."

Lin Fan grinned, revealing pearly white teeth:

"How do you want to die?"

[Ding! Commanded a hundred beasts to surround the Templar elites, prestige bursting, prestige value +3000!]

[Ding! Casually asked 'How do you want to die', dominance leaking out, prestige value +2000!]

[Current prestige value: 43,070 points!]

...The veins on Lancelot's hand holding the sword bulged.

He stared fixedly at Lin Fan, the killing intent in his silver-white pupils almost solidifying.

"Lin Fan... you will pay the price for your arrogance."

"The price?" Lin Fan laughed. "That's the second time I've heard that today."

"The last person who said that, their corpse is stone cold now."

He tilted his head and looked at Elena: "By the way, that John... was he your lover?"

Elena's face turned pale, then flushed red. "You!"

"Seems not." Lin Fan shrugged. "That's good, otherwise I'd have to offer my condolences, which is quite a hassle."

"You're looking for death!!!"

Elena finally couldn't take it anymore, her rapier transforming into a sky full of sword light, stabbing toward Lin Fan's vital points!

This strike was launched in fury, extremely fast, and there was even a faint sound of wind and thunder within the sword light!

Earth Rank Low Grade Martial Skill—Wind-Thunder Swift Sword!

"Elena! Don't be impulsive!" Karl shouted an urgent warning, but it was too late.

Lin Fan looked at the sky full of sword light and sighed.

"This is it?"

He didn't even draw his sword.

He just raised his right hand.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together like a sword.

Against that sky full of sword light, he made a gentle swipe.

"Break."

Chih!

A pale gold Sword Qi, like cutting through tofu, tore through the sky full of sword light from the middle!

The Sword Qi's momentum didn't diminish, accurately striking Elena's rapier!

Clang!!!

The rapier snapped!

The aftershock of the Sword Qi swept across Elena's cheek.

Slap!

It turned into a crisp slap!

Elena was sent spinning three times in the air before slamming heavily onto the ground!

Half of her face instantly swelled up, blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, and the broken sword flew out of her hand.

She lay on the ground, her head buzzing, unable to react to what had just happened for a moment.

"Elena!" Karl immediately rushed over to help her up.

Lancelot didn't move.

His pupils had shrunk to the size of pinpricks.

That finger strike just now... he saw it clearly.

That wasn't a Martial Skill.

That was... blood and Qi externalization condensed to the extreme!

But how could a Martial Ancestor's blood and Qi externalization be strong to this extent?!

"Seems like you're a bit stronger than that John." Lin Fan flicked his finger. "At least you made me move a finger."

"So..."

He looked at Lancelot and Karl:

"Are you two coming at me together, or one by one?"

Karl helped Elena up, looking at Lancelot with a grave expression. "Lord, this boy's strength... I'm afraid it's not below yours."