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As they were fleeing, Commander Nades shouted to Ricardo and Welbeck.

He said, "Ricardo, Welbeck, you two go to Anarion immediately. If that mysterious powerful figure is indeed protecting Anarion, they might still be nearby. As long as we can attract that figure's attention, the Ricardo family still has hope!"

"Go now!" Commander Nades urged.

Hearing Nades's command, Ricardo and Welbeck quickly turned back, racing toward Anarion's location.

Meanwhile, the man in black and gold armor looked disdainfully at the fleeing members of the Ricardo family and sneered, "Trying to escape? Did I permit you to run away?"

A trace of anger flashed in his eyes as he ordered, "Kill all, leave none behind."

"Yes!"

The other members of Forty-Two Thieves have all agreed.

In the next moment, a group of people dispersed and chased after the fleeing Ricardo family members.

They threw sharp iron pieces made of metal minerals with both hands, which flew through the air at an extremely fast speed and then penetrated the chest of the fleeing person. Blood was instantly sprayed out, casting a bloody mist over the entire forest.

"Haha, if you die, let me die!"

These people laughed wildly and then chased after others.

"No!"

"You demons, I'll fight with you!"

Seeing their companions die one after another in front of them, the Ricardo family, who were originally fleeing, went crazy. They chose to fight back, but to no avail. They were easily killed and became corpses on the ground.

This scene sent chills through the others.

In just a moment, less than a tenth of the original group remained.

Meanwhile, Commander Nades, still fleeing, felt overwhelming anger and sorrow upon witnessing this. These were the backbone of the Ricardo family, now slaughtered to the last.

Overcome with despair, he collapsed to the ground.

In the next moment, a thin piece of iron, as thin as a cicada's wing, left an elusive trajectory in mid air and then plunged directly into Nades' head, seemingly without encountering any obstacles.

"So weak, yet you dare to try to escape."

One member of the Forty-Two Thieves sneered.

Another reminded him, "Stop wasting time. We're here for the Crimson Flame Meteorite. This old man should be the leader of the group. Let's see if he has it."

After searching, the two Forty-Two Thieves members looked grim.

"He doesn't have it."

"We checked his spatial storage ring as well. There are only some ordinary minerals—no Crimson Flame Meteorite!"

"Damn it, the item must be on someone else!"

Furious, the two turned to pursue the remaining fleeing members.

Meanwhile, Ricardo and Welbeck continued their frantic escape.

The Fierce Beasts they were riding had already been killed by the flying iron shards.

That left them no choice but to rely on their own strength to keep running. However, Ricardo, being only Level 6, was naturally not very fast and was quickly caught up to.

Seeing the Forty-Two Thieves behind him, Ricardo shouted to Welbeck, "Mr. Welbeck, save me!"

But it seemed Welbeck didn't hear him and continued to flee wildly.

"Haha, still trying to escape!"

Suddenly, a booming laugh echoed as a figure clad in black and gold armor descended from the sky, blocking Ricardo's path. His eyes were blood-red, and he gathered elemental energy in his hands, preparing to strike Ricardo directly.

"No—"

Faced with this attack, Ricardo had no way to evade, letting out a desperate scream.

Screaming was also of no use. The elemental energy fell on him and exploded violently, directly blasting his body into blood foam, and the air immediately filled with a bloody smell.

Upon hearing Ricardo's dying scream, Welbeck still did not stop in his tracks.

However, regret filled his heart as he thought, "Greed! It's all that damn greed! I disagreed from the start about seizing the Crimson Flame Meteorite. That's a treasure even deities covet. Even if the Ricardo family managed to steal it, they wouldn't have the strength to protect it. Now, they're all dead.

Everyone is dead!"

Welbeck was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

All he wanted now was to survive.

"Welbeck, you still want to escape?"

At that moment, a voice echoed right next to Welbeck's ear.

He turned back and his face turned pale. Three members of the Forty-Two Thieves had caught up to him, their faces twisted into vicious smiles.

"Anarion!"

Not far away, he saw a group moving leisurely, and a glimmer of hope surged in Welbeck's heart. He instinctively shouted. That group was Anarion and Enzo.

With hope rekindled, Welbeck pushed himself to run faster, ignoring whether his body could handle it.

As he got closer, he shouted loudly, "Young Master Anarion, help me!"

His desperate cry echoed powerfully in the surroundings, startling Anarion, Enzo, and the others, who were originally on their way, causing them to stop and look up.

In the distance, two shadows flickered.

One in front and one behind, they flew swiftly toward the group, especially the black-and-gold figure behind, radiating an immense aura that sent shivers down spines.

"It's Welbeck! The person behind him is the leader of the Forty-Two Thieves!"

Rennes recognized them instantly, fear flooding his eyes. He hurriedly said, "Everyone, listen carefully! Don't provoke that leader of the Forty-Two Thieves. Young Master Anarion, don't help Welbeck! We can't assist him. It would only lead to our deaths."

Anarion nodded, his face pale.

The leader of the Forty-Two Thieves was undoubtedly a figure to be feared within the Ambera region.

"Help!" Welbeck cried out, his face filled with desperation as he flew toward Anarion's group.

However, Anarion and his companions stood frozen, clearly unwilling to intervene.

Boom—

At that moment, a violent explosion rang out, sending a wave of terrifying energy sweeping toward them.

"No, please spare me!"

Welbeck glanced back, crying and pleading.

The figure clad in black and gold armor clenched his fist, resembling the talons of a hawk, and then swung down violently toward Welbeck. A massive surge of elemental energy formed a giant claw that slammed down toward the ground. Although it didn't directly hit him, the shockwave generated by the impact surged toward Welbeck.

The range was vast, and Welbeck had no way to resist it.

Welbeck was completely smashed to the ground, his bones shattered in shock. He widened his eyes, blood constantly oozing from the corners of his mouth, and then his head drooped, devoid of any life.

Before long, two figures landed in succession from a distance.

"Boss, did you find the goods?" two members shouted.

"It should be on him." said the man in black and gold armor as he looked at Welbeck's corpse on the ground, then immediately grabbed Welbeck's spatial storage ring to search it.

Anarion and his team stood nearby, neither daring to advance nor to flee.

"It seems that in this world, conflict is quite common. Moreover, it's so brutal. That Welbeck guy was supposedly high-ranking in the Ricardo family, yet he just died like that…" Enzo glanced at the lifeless Welbeck in the distance and shook his head inwardly.

Before long, more figures landed in the air.

"The Forty-Two Thieves are here." A hint of shock appeared in Rennes's eyes.

"The Forty-Two Thieves, the legendary Forty-Two Thieves." Anarion said, his eyes showing a mix of excitement and trepidation. These were the legendary figures, capable of wiping out the Ricardo family's strong forces as easily as killing a chicken.

These were the true powerhouses!

Anarion was clearly accustomed to the brutality of slaughter.

At that moment, the leader of the Forty-Two Thieves frowned. "How could it be missing?"

"What? Missing?"

The other members of the Forty-Two Thieves began to discuss among themselves.

"Have you checked with the others?" the leader asked the rest, who quickly replied, "No, we've searched everywhere, and there's no Crimson Flame Meteorite."

"Wait a minute!"

The leader of the Forty-Two Thieves suddenly realized something and turned his gaze toward Anarion and his group.

He spoke up, "That Welbeck guy was calling for help from them."

Upon seeing the blood-red eyes of the Forty-Two Thieves leader directed at them, Anarion's guards instantly became terrified. The leader continued, furrowing his brows, "They're likely affiliated with the Ricardo family, just separated into two groups."

"Leader, just kill it and then look for it. Don't bother thinking so much."

A member said nonchalantly.

The leader nodded and said, "Then kill them."

For Forty Two Thieves, killing some urban family teams within the Ambera City Realm is as easy as stomping on an ant.

After all, in the Fierce Beast world, power is paramount.

"We have nothing to do with the Ricardo family! Please spare us!"

"Have mercy!"

The numerous guards, including Rennes, displayed expressions of terror, and even the spirited Anarion appeared somewhat flustered.

"This is troublesome." Enzo murmured, weighing his options. "There are still five Level 9 individuals among them, especially that leader, who is likely at the peak of Level 9. It would be unrealistic to defeat them using only my mental powers. I have to take action myself. But doing so may expose me."

After considering the pros and cons, he ultimately decided to intervene.

Besides his favorable impression of Anarion, it was also crucial that Anarion had provided valuable information.

Moreover his family held some influence in Ambera City, which could aid his future plans.

Just as the Forty-Two Thieves were about to strike, Enzo stepped forward.

He looked resolute and calmly addressed the group, asking, "Will you all attack at once, or will it be one by one?"

"Who are you?"

The leader of the Forty-Two Thieves demanded, his face darkening.

A smile appeared on Enzo's lips as he replied softly, "You don't need to know who I am. You just need to understand that you're going to die here soon."