Seeing the carnage, Thomas couldn't help but get anxious, as there was no sign of stopping this massacre.
"Stop, you assholes, don't you know we are from the Veilstrider duchy? Do you want to incur the wrath of our family?"
However, no matter what he said, nobody stopped the killing.
Instead, it was as if his impotent rage ignited their blood as the black-clothed figures began to reap the lives of the soldiers in batches.
Even when the number of their soldiers outmatched them, the realm difference was too big, and their killing technique was too sophisticated, giving the opponent no chance.
"Damn it! Damn it! If you haven't caught me off-guard, how could this happen?"
Thomas was enraged, seeing they were killing unscrupulously. He took out his sword, jumped in rage, and slashed at the nearest opponent with the speed of thunder.
