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"Rewind the circumstances of Enzo's capture."

As Darussalam issued the command, an image suddenly appeared in the Origins Mirror. It depicted the confrontation between Enzo and Krishna, where Krishna was clearly no match for Enzo, being pushed back relentlessly.

Just as Krishna was about to be defeated, he suddenly cried out for mercy, "Please spare me, I was wrong!"

Enzo paused.

At that moment, Krishna seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

He first punched Enzo in the chest, sending him flying. Then, in an instant, he pounced forward, unleashing his spiritual power. Before Enzo could react, he bombarded Enzo's consciousness, causing him to lose his resistance.

Seeing this scene, Darussalam finally felt relieved.

He muttered to himself with a smile, "No wonder that kid Krishna was so evasive about the true course of the battle. It seems his victory wasn't very glorious after all."

With that, Darussalam put away the Origins Mirror.

At that moment, the banquet was ready, and Krishna personally came to invite Darussalam.

When Darussalam and Krishna arrived at the banquet hall, all the members of the Gwaihir family were already seated. After Darussalam announced the start of the feast, everyone began to enjoy the meal.

Such delicacies were not available at all times for the majority of the clan.

About half an hour later, as the banquet was nearing its end.

Darussalam turned to Krishna and said, "Krishna, go fetch that kid Enzo. It's perfect timing since the clan elders are here. We can discuss how to obtain and use that divine artifact."

"Understood!"

Krishna stood up.

But just then, a voice came from outside the hall.

"Krishna, no need to go. I've already arrived."

Enzo walked in from outside, appearing very relaxed. He casually pulled up a chair and sat down right across from Darussalam, the leader of the Gwaihir Family.

Darussalam's expression changed drastically.

He stood up and questioned, "How did you get in here?"

Then he looked at the equally startled Krishna and felt a sense of foreboding. He asked, "Krishna, what is going on?"

Krishna smiled and said, "Lord Leader, this was all arranged by my master. If you want to plot against him, my master can certainly retaliate. By the way, this banquet is actually a farewell for the Gwaihir family."

"What does it mean?"

Darussalam's expression was grim.

Suddenly, several people in the hall clutched their chests, dark spots appearing on their faces, and after a few agonized cries, they fell silent.

Darussalam quickly realized the cause.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, one hand pressed against it while the other pointed at Enzo, saying, "No, it can't be! I used the Origins Mirror to check!"

"Is that so?"

Enzo replied calmly, "I didn't expect Krishna to be right. He said that as the leader of the Gwaihir clan, you'd be suspicious and would use the Origins Mirror to verify things. So, under Krishna's suggestion, I had to put on a show."

"You, you—"

Darussalam coughed up a mouthful of black poisonous blood.

Krishna wasn't faring much better. He too clutched his chest and collapsed.

After all, he had eaten plenty of food at the banquet as well.

Moments later, he stopped breathing.

Now, only Darussalam remained alive.

Enzo approached Darussalam, took out the Origins Mirror hidden in his clothing, and said, "I'm sorry, Leader Darussalam, but according to the rules of the Fierce Beast continent, the strong possess everything."

Darussalam felt immense resentment.

In his final moments, he glared at Enzo, coldly stating, "Boy, you destroy my Gwaihir clan, and you won't escape! You have no idea who's behind the Gwaihir family…"

Before he could finish, Darussalam took his last breath.

Enzo entered a shadow state, his figure disappearing into the air as he left the Gwaihir family.

Before long, when news of the Gwaihir family's situation spread, Ambera City was once again thrown into chaos. This time, the family that had vanished was not a minor one, but the Gwaihir family, a notable mid-tier clan.

...

Ambera City, the Lord's Manor.

As the ruler of Ambera City and the only entry-level deity in the area, Lovins's strength was indisputable.

He was also known for his unpredictable temper.

He would go to great lengths to seize what he liked.

No one dared to present anything he disliked before him.

However, today Lovins was in a particularly foul mood. He roughly grabbed a maid who was cleaning in the manor, venting his rage like a wild beast. Afterward, he obliterated her with a ball of elemental energy, turning her to dust, and then furiously summoned his subordinates.

"What's going on?!"

"I ask you, what's happening?!"

"Why would anyone dare to kill members of the Gwaihir family? Do you know who's behind the Gwaihir family? Darussalam's son is a candidate Divine Son of the Temple and is very likely to inherit it, becoming the master of the Fierce Beast world!"

"Now, Darussalam is dead, and the Gwaihir family is no more!"

Lovins was in a furious rage, continuously shouting at the trembling group of kneeling people below him.

Those once high-ranking officials of Ambera City now resembled weak little rabbits, completely too afraid to retort, each one shaking uncontrollably.

They understood the gravity of the situation all too well.

No one knew the weight of the candidate for Divine Son better than they did.

Moreover, they were fully aware of Darussalam's son's temperament. If the culprit wasn't found, the entire Ambera City would be buried alongside the Gwaihir family...

—Among them.

After scolding for several hours, Lovins's anger still hadn't subsided.

He looked at his group of subordinates and mercilessly cursed, "You useless people! They are all useless people! Why are you kneeling here? Hurry up and paste a wanted notice in the city, and at the same time issue a notice: as long as someone can provide relevant information, they can receive a reward of 100 Purple Crystal Coins."

After hearing this, the group hurriedly left the lord's mansion.

They were surprised by the generous reward, but given the seriousness of the situation, they felt it was justified.

As the wanted notices were posted, the news spread, causing a complete uproar throughout Ambera City.

...

At the Magic Horned Frog Tavern.

The impatient Anarion approached Enzo again, and their conversation inevitably turned to the recently issued wanted notices. Anarion, knowing more about the situation than Enzo, said, "Brother Enzo, the head of the Gwaihir family, Darussalam, has a son named Granada. Six years ago, Granada became the candidate for the Temple's Divine Son. He's an idol to so many."

Anarion's words were filled with envy.

Enzo, contemplating, murmured, "The candidate for Divine Son..."

This piqued his interest, but he felt no regret about having annihilated the Gwaihir family.

After all, they intended to kill him. Not retaliating was simply not his style. The thrill he felt after eliminating them hinted at a transformation within him, reminiscent of a change .

The change was that he experienced by Crimson Lake in the Dark Night Forest.

It was an overwhelming bloodlust.

Yet, in this Fierce Beast world, he sensed a certain alignment.

It seemed this world needed someone with a thirst for blood.

Therefore, Enzo didn't pay much attention to the changes within him. After all, once he entered the small world, they would naturally be suppressed.

Soon after their chat, Anarion left.

The Enzo returned to his room before entering the small world.

He took out the crystals soaked in Fierce Beast blood and suddenly noticed something unusual. These crystals exhibited a certain liveliness, as if they had come to life in that moment.

"This thing is surprisingly strange…"

Enzo murmured, hesitating over whether to absorb it.

After all , it was alive.

At that moment, Bookstaver's exclamation pierced the air. "Enzo, how do you have these? They're fragments from Elder Deity's organization! You need to dispose of them immediately!"

Enzo's gaze sharpened as he looked at Bookstaver.

Bookstaver felt uneasy under his stare. Bookstaver floated up, attempting to flee, but Enzo grabbed him and pressed his down to the ground of the small world.

"I almost forgot. You were created by Maude. Tell me, is there a reason I came to the Fierce Beast world because of you?" Enzo asked, his eyes turning icy.

He would not tolerate betrayal above all else.

Bookstaver quickly assured, "No, absolutely not! Enzo, you have to believe me. When I revived and recognized you as my master, everything left by Maude vanished."

Hearing this, Enzo released Bookstaver .

But Enzo didn't let Bookstaver go.

Instead, he asked, "Do you know that Maude is trapped in the Fierce Beast world?"

Bookstaver nodded and shook his head.

Bookstaver truthfully said,"Actually, the special crystals you're holding are Maude."

Enzo was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Bookstaver explained, "After the disaster struck, Maude sacrificed the entire Barren Mountain Tribe along with his own soul to fend off the curse. But this wasn't an ordinary disaster, and the curse was anything but usual. Artemis deceived him…"

"In that disaster, Maude degenerated."