The central square of the city of night.

At this time, only William was here.

Directly opposite him was the strongest man of the younger generation, Prince Alan, who had entered the realm of a master at the age of 37.

certainly.

Behind him are two high-level elf princes and two elf princesses.

These people were all arrogantly saying that he shouldn't have come back, that there was something wrong with how to use his bloodline, etc.

As for Lotner?

He wants to help.

But he didn't even have a chance to take action, so he let dozens of personal guards hold him hostage and took him away directly.

Someone wants to help William.

For example, his mother's former personal guards, but they were already blocked outside the square by other personal guards and could not walk in at all.

now.

The entire square has been blocked by the princes and princesses' personal guards.

The tree houses, holes and branches around them were covered with ordinary elves, they looked at the lonely Prince William with pity.

They wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to speak.

Or.

They cannot participate in the infighting of the Elf Royal Family.

In this so-called square.

More like a court.

These elf princes and princesses are the so-called judges!

William stood in this strange city, and received strange gazes from countless people.

At this time, Allen was still sneering: "Leave, don't look at me with that kind of eyes. We are all princes, but the dirty blood on your body will always be a mistake."

"Is this what you're going to say to me?" William raised his eyebrows and continued, "If that's all, then get out of the way."

"What?" Allen walked to him step by step, turned sideways beside his ear and whispered: "See your half-dead mother?"

William looked at him expressionlessly, and there were already a wisp of electric arcs on his body: "Say it again!"

"If you dare to use fighting spirit in front of me, then I really should teach you a lesson for your deceased father, who is uneducated." Allen suddenly shouted angrily and slapped William in the face.

But just as everyone opened their mouths, thinking that Allen was going to blow William down.

William's left hand suddenly raised.

He held the hand that Allen swung tightly!

Allen was very surprised by William's strength in his hands. His body also burned with a fiery red fighting spirit, and shouted coldly: "Let go."

but.

William's faint voice sounded in this so-called court...

"Are you a master?"

"The kind of potions piled up?"

As soon as the words fell.

Allen was completely angry, and dazzling flames burst out from his body, and William was completely covered.

And the next second.

William's eyes shot out two lightning bolts that looked like substance, and burst out from the human-shaped fire cover. Even if Allen's left hand was held by him, he still avoided it.

But the several elf princes behind him were hit by laser lightning at the first time and immediately retreated hundreds of meters like shells.

Alan, full of anger, was about to take action again.

William held his left hand with a thump.

Click!

Click!

A harsh scream rang out.

The fighting shield on Alan's body, who was in the Grandmaster, had already been extinguished. He knelt in front of William with his knees, raised his head, and looked at his left hand, which was held into fleshy mud with fear.

"Let go, let go, let go of me..." Allen cursed, and the spit in his mouth flew around.

But William squinted his eyes and looked at the elf prince who was afraid of pain with curiosity. He murmured: "Are you afraid of pain?"

"Let me go!"

"Thorn."

"My hand, my hand, you're dead, you're dead!" Allen couldn't believe that his left hand was actually pulled down by William.

Flesh and bones were right in front of him.

He couldn't believe it at all!

An indescribable pain filled his nerves.

He wanted to resist, he wanted to prove his strong combat power.

He knew that he knew how he abused and killed those trash-like dark creatures.

He knew how he solved the seemingly powerful monsters.

He didn't believe that a mere high-level professional could defeat him!

However.

When William used a punch to hammer half of his face into blood, his mentality gradually changed...

"Devil, you are a demon, you are a terrifying dark creature. Save me, come and save me." Alan was tragically trying to crawl out.

Even I forgot that I am a master and can fly.

But William stepped on his back and punched him again.

Bang!

Allen's entire head was smashed into the ground.

The back of his head even collapsed.

But at this time.

Finally someone couldn't help it.

One of Alan's master guards held the sword tightly, like a wind blade, and instantly rushed to him.

But William in the middle of the square still never raised his feet.

He never even avoided the long sword inserted into his body. He used the method of exchanging injuries to the master's head and bloody, flying backwards dozens of meters!

William understands it a little now.

He looked around, and looked at the elves with fear in their eyes.

Someone is using himself again.

Or.

Some people want to use themselves to tell the black leaf elves today that if they continue to be stable, they will sooner or later become a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

And just when William wanted to beat Allen up.

A faint voice suddenly sounded from a distance.

A figure also appeared, and he looked at William with a cold look: "Stop, it's enough. They are still young. They will recognize their mistakes in the future. Let go, and you go see your mother."

But William laughed at himself: "Why, you stop when you say you stop?"

"Are you his father?"

"I'm his father, so I must forgive this idiot?" William shouted angrily, and lightning flashed on his fist.

Bang.

This punch!

Hammered on Allen's head again.

The huge force made the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters tremble.

"What are you doing? Damn it, are you crazy?" The man was almost shocked. He didn't expect William to take action again.

And with just one punch, Allen was killed!

Really killed.
To be continued...