The moment Markus landed on the ground, first thing he did was break the window to grandpa’s bedroom and throw a poison bomb inside.

The poison bomb was made by him while gaurding the poison garden grown by professor.

But its dual effect was the smoke it produced along with the poisonous gas. This made the men unable to see much while Markus entered easily, striking at them one after another.

He was precise enough to strike at their vital points, going for all one shot kills. One had to appreciate Markus’s killing aura. It never mattered whether he was carrying a gun or blade, no one had ever managed to avoid his blow and stay alive.

The way Markus was already on his slaughter mode, slashing seven men within a minute, the rest of room could only imagine the amount of determination he had to kill them all.

Plus they were unable to decipher Markus’s killing pattern, as shouts for help could be heard from all corners of the room.

“Protect Master!!” Someone shouted while others started moving on instinct towards the place grandpa was sitting.

Yet there was no drop in the amount of voices screaming for saving them. As Markus had decided, he wasn’t leaving anyone alive over here, no matter what price he had to pay.

He was done with thirteen men, and could see that eight more were remaining, encircling the grandpa.

In fact at one moment Markus had started feeling a little off as this seemed way too easy.

Of course his blows were no joke, yet killing all thirteen men within two minutes without much resistance seemed impossible, given that these men were specially designated to protect grandpa all the time.

Just as he was about to strike the fourteenth man, finally a voice spoke.

“Left.” Was the only thing said as the man about to be killed shifted a little to left, dodging Markus’s attack while striking back powerfully.

Thankfully Markus was already on high alert, saving himself from a deathly stab directly on his chest.

If anyone was to clearly observe the pattern in which Markus killed, it wasn’t hard to make out that Markus was killing in an alternate pattern from outside to inside.

And this exactly was caught on point by the person who gave orders.

Markus quickly changed his direction of attack and stabbed his chin from below while he heard the man again.

“Python.” The same voice called out while Markus felt someone approaching him from behind.

But while turning, he was slashed in the process, giving him a long cut running down his back from left shoulder to the right end.

Markus didn’t utter even a single sound, but just moved back a little, taking another step back while the man took two steps ahead, his blade cutting the air making ‘swoosh’ sound.

Just when the man thought that Markus was about to dodge his attack once again and swung his blade in front of Markus, Markus held his hand in a tight grip before giving three quick stabs on his chest in succession, ultimately throwing him away.

He instantly bent down a little, as another loud ‘swoosh’ was heard at the level where his neck was present moments ago.

After taking down another man, he was now put in a difficult spot as he found himself being surrounded by four men from all four sides.

Dodging two attacks, from front and other from right, Markus wasn’t even given a chance to breathe as the man on left stabbed him on left forearm.

He pulled his hand back along with the knife, simultaneously stabbing the man’s right arm.

He removed the stabbed knife within a second before swinging the same behind his back, slashing the throat of the man standing behind.

He kept fighting with both his hands, ultimately ending the rest three. In total this time he took a total of one and half minutes to end the last eight men.

“Astounding! Never expected I would be alive to witness the conclusion of my finest men through your hands, that too in such a way.” The voice said, and finally Markus turned behind, finally to see the owner of the voice.

A man wearing a royal outfit, with white beard, massive body, studded with diamond royal jewellery while sitting on a throne came into view as the smoke from the bomb started dissipating.

“Glad you did, cause next is your turn.” Markus said in a low voice, not wanting to waste more time before rushing in grandpa’s direction.

Unfortunately he was fast enough to dodge his attack while still sitting on the throne. Of course he had been the king of this nation for some reason. If he could be killed this easily, then the throne would have been passed onto someone else ages ago.

Plus he could even decipher Markus’s attacking tactics, then how can he not dodge them?

Thus after engaging in a fight for barely ten seconds, Markus knew what he was in for.

Instead of attacking, Markus was forced to take a defensive stature, as grandpa attacked him with blades which were poisonous.

Fumes could be seen evaporating from the blades, showing how fatal they were. Markus dodged the attack thrice before finally grandpa stabbed him on the same left forearm twice.

Next without giving him much time, he took out the blade and punched Markus with a lot of force, directly on his chest, breaking his ribs which was proved by the breaking noise.

Markus was sent crashing to the floor while grandpa instantly bent down, finishing his last strike with a deep stab of the poisonous blade directly on his chest, right above his heart.

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