The Universe Is Innately Just 195 Gathering Of Strength Part Two

Silence took place in the street. And a peal of weird laughter resounded from behind the cars, the laughter was eerie and sent a chill down the spine of many cops. Fell focused his vision and understood the reason behind the strange event.

He saw a man. His luxurious cloth was soiled with red patches, and Fell recognized the man as being one of the members of the leading families. On his face was a hideous expression, and a crooked smile had taken place on his lips. Streaks of tears coursed on his cheeks, and he laughed in a crazy manner while repeatedly muttering.

"That b.a.s.t.a.r.d paid the price…", his eyes gazed at the sky. And before long, his head moved, and his vision turned Fell before he bowed deeply with tears on his face. He knew that not only had the youth protected them from the mad elder, and he even managed to get revenge for his deceased clan members.

During this sad and horrific event, not only had he lost his wife and son. He nearly died at the hand of his own clan elder. The traumatic experience will forever stay in his mind, but now that the elder had been killed, he could finally turn the page.

This man wasn't the only one to act like this. At his side, in numerous places of the street, were hidden survivors of the mad ballroom. All of them, without any exception, bowed deeply in the direction of Fell. Their voices joined together as they expressed their grat.i.tude to their savior.

"Thanks.", most of them only let a single word escape from their lips. But the grat.i.tude and respect they had, in their hearts, toward the youth rose higher than the so-called respect they had for the mad elders. Whatever they had felt toward the youth during the ballroom, be it contempt or annoyance, had swiftly disappeared — replaced by grat.i.tude and benevolence.

Seeing the whole scene, a few members of the police couldn't help but doubt their eyes. Where they really the same n.o.bles that had ordered like a servant; were they even the same human being as before. They say that a horrifying experience can change people down to their core. For the n.o.bles, especially those from the leading families; This experience had turned their biggest pride into the cause of their own deaths.

Those who didn't survive the grasp of the mad elder Golden were turned into nourishment for his lacking blood essence. While those who survived were akin to a caterpillar's metamorphose, and most of them threw their ident.i.ties as leading family members the moment they left the bloodied venue.

An incredible transformation had taken place in their psyche, and without doubt, all of them turned into better human beings. Of course, that didn't mean that they were 'bad' people among them. It merely meant that they took the first steps toward finding their true selves. Far from the shabby and lacking personality, they had been thought to show for the majority of their lives. Yet the horrific price they paid wasn't far from being equal to their gains.

Fell gazed at them and knew for sure that those individuals would turn into better members of society. His heart tugged in his chest, and an ugly grimace appeared on his face as he thought about what they would all face in the upcoming days.

He braced himself and stepped forward with resolve marked in his eyes. Seeing the change in the n.o.bles had further kindled his resolve to save his city.

And even if he had to turn into a bloodthirsty demon in the eyes of the citizens. He would gladly do so to save their lives.

"Everyone!", his voice boomed through the street. He used the strength of his physique, with a few wisps of heaven and earth energy, and managed to spread his voice far away. The word traversed the many streets that const.i.tuted the central district, and everyone heard the youthful yet determined voice.

"My name is Fell Pluck, and I have an important new to tell everyone in the city.", the individual in the street saw his act. And couldn't help but look at him in a strange gaze. They couldn't help but try to think about the reason for his speech. But as the hero who saved the higher-ups of the city from the n.o.bles' families, they couldn't help but focus on him.

Everywhere in the central district of New Casablanca, ears focused their attention on the youthful voice.

"This city will be attacked in a matter of days. I'm afraid it could even be hours.", he paused for a second a left the citizen to swallow the truth. "Right now, as I'm speaking to you guys, hordes of vicious beasts are making their ways toward our beautiful city. The ground will be filled with hundreds upon hundreds of mutated beasts of many shapes and sizes."

"The sky will be bombarded with weapons of strength that I can't even imagine. The Earth has many enemies, and the cultivation era didn't only bring benefits to our planet. Destiny has chosen to wipe out our city from the face of Earth."

Everyone stood still, silent, and didn't utter a single word. Many thought that the person speaking could be a prankster, but Fell's soul cultivation came to play and managed to persuade the birth trust in the heart of many. Yet a lot of the higher-ups knew that Earth was waging war with a tremendously powerful civilization, and those individuals were the ones focusing the most on Fell's speech.

"Fleeing is a possibility, but this city and those inside it won't manage to survive this calamity. I, Fell Pluck, promise that I will do my utmost in defending this city. Please, everyone, join your hands with me, and let's prepare ourselves to defend against the worst!"