All Novel Full Chapter 476 The End
Some surviving Tier 3 and Tier 4 Beast Masters, upon seeing the Tier 6 Beast Master standing at the elevator entrance, began shouting frantically:
“Run! My lord, run! This guy is definitely not a Tier 4 Beast Master!”
“It’s Charles! Charles is here!”
“Run!”
The panicked cries left the Tier 6 Beast Master, who had just stepped out of the elevator, momentarily stunned. He had only been gone for a short while how had things escalated to this?
Charles?
How could Charles possibly be in Lsengard?
Suppressing his confusion, the Tier 6 Beast Master quickly scanned his surroundings. In an instant, his gaze locked onto the lifeless body of his comrade, impaled and lying on the ground.
“What the hell happened? Is this real?” His legs trembled slightly as a cold wave of fear crept into his heart.
If even a fellow Tier 6 Beast Master had been slain by Charles, what chance did he have?
As he stood frozen, still processing the situation, a massive arc of blade energy slashed through the body of a fleeing Beast Master right in front of him. Without losing momentum, the attack howled through the air, surging toward him!
Agonized screams, the sickening splatter of blood, the deafening crash as the blade energy struck the walls dust and debris swirled through the underground chamber, throwing the already chaotic scene into even greater disorder.
Charles stepped forward, his face devoid of emotion, walking past the lifeless bodies toward the last remaining Tier 6 Beast Master.
The man’s reflexes weren’t bad. He had already summoned his dark attribute mystical beast and successfully activated Beast Possession and Fusion, allowing him to block the Black Gold Knife Glow that had just torn through his allies.
“Stop panicking! Stay calm! We need to take down this intruder first!” the Tier 6 Beast Master roared. Now fused with his mystical beast, he could feel the surge of power coursing through him, which helped him regain a bit of composure.
Since he had been inside the elevator, he hadn’t witnessed firsthand how Charles had slaughtered his comrades.
But after thinking it over, he was convinced Charles was still just a Tier 4 Beast Master. He must have used some kind of one time use artifact, an extreme miracle drug, or maybe even taken advantage of his comrades’ carelessness to pull off those kills!
He was different. Right now, he was in peak condition.
Not to mention, there were still more than a dozen Tier 3 and Tier 4 Beast Masters present. There was no way Charles could be so monstrous that he could kill all of them!
“Fight!” the Tier 6 Beast Master roared as he drew a short blade from his back, gripping it tightly before charging straight at Charles.
However, the Tier 6 Beast Master’s words did nothing to restore the morale of the surviving Beast Masters. After witnessing Charles’s brutal massacre firsthand, their legs were still trembling with fear fighting was the last thing on their minds.
Charles knew all too well that he had to eliminate this Tier 6 Beast Master as quickly as possible. If the fight dragged on, those currently paralyzed by fear those Tier 3 and Tier 4 Beast Masters would regain their courage and join the battle.
As the Tier 6 Beast Master lunged at him with incredible speed, Charles took a deep breath. Under the effects of Divine Domain, every single movement of his opponent was laid bare in his mind.
In the next instant, Charles raised his left arm to shield his chest while gripping the Black Gold Long Knife in a reverse grip with his right. Four elemental energies surged into the blade, and the Black Gold Knife Glow began to take form.
Bang!
The short blade slashed into his left arm, tearing past the metal spikes embedded in his skin and slicing through his defense, stopping only when it lodged into his bone.
Charles’s face remained emotionless. He didn’t even blink. His cold, unwavering gaze was locked onto his enemy. Without hesitation, he twisted his injured left hand, gripping the Tier 6 Beast Master’s short blade tightly. Blood instantly streamed from his palm.
“What the ?!” The Tier 6 Beast Master had never encountered such a reckless opponent before. Stunned for a brief moment, he instinctively tried to yank his weapon back but it was already too late.
The Black Gold Knife Glow had already detached from the blade, slashing straight toward him.
Madman!
Realizing there was no time to dodge, the Tier 6 Beast Master gritted his teeth and made a desperate choice rather than retreating, he threw all his remaining strength into the short blade, aiming to drive it deep into Charles’s heart.
But the Black Gold Knife Glow was simply too fast. The two of them were too close. The short blade barely pierced Charles’s chest, breaking the skin before it lost all momentum.
Because the Tier 6 Beast Master had already been cleaved in two.
A massive spray of blood erupted, drenching Charles from head to toe. Standing there, bathed in crimson, he looked like a demon forged from blood itself. His cold, merciless gaze swept across the remaining Beast Masters.
“Demon! A demon!”
One of them collapsed to the ground, his legs giving out as if he had just witnessed the most terrifying sight in the world.
Others attempted to flee but before one could take his second step, a figure appeared behind him.
A flash of the blade.
His body convulsed as he hit the floor.
“Get down. All of you. Or die.”
Charles’s voice was calm, devoid of emotion. But his oppressive gaze alone was enough to make anyone feel as if they were being stared down by Death itself.
An overwhelming fear gripped the remaining Beast Masters. Some could not even bear to meet his eyes one glance was enough to shatter their will, and they dropped to the ground without hesitation.
Yet, there were still a few who wavered.
Even if they surrendered, even if they lay down in submission… wouldn’t their fate still be death in the end?
However, before those who hesitated could even make up their minds, blade light flashed again and again, mercilessly stripping them of their lives.
In the end, only five remained two Tier 3 Beast Masters and three Tier 4 Beast Masters, lying face down on the ground, trembling with fear. Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire
Only now did Charles finally exhale silently. He was on the verge of exhaustion.
The battle had been short but incredibly intense. Two Tier 6 Beast Masters hadn’t even lasted a full two minutes against him. But the Black Gold Knife Glow, infused with four elemental energies, had placed an immense strain on his body, especially when taking down the Tier 6 opponents.
Luckily, it was over.
Charles flicked his Black Gold Long Knife, shaking off the blood coating its blade. Then, he lowered his gaze slightly, his brows furrowing at the deep wound on his left arm exposed bone clearly visible beneath torn flesh.
Just then, the underground elevator doors slid open once more.
“Lord Supervisor! We’ve arrived!”
“Lord Supervisor, we’re here to support you “
Michael burst into the underground chamber with a group of reinforcements, his face filled with anxiety. He feared that Charles had failed, that he hadn’t been able to hold out until their arrival.
But when his eyes took in the scene before him, his jaw dropped to the floor. His grip on his weapon faltered it almost slipped from his hands.
Blood. Flesh. Carnage.
A hellish massacre.
The underground space was drenched in blood, littered with severed limbs and mutilated corpses. It looked like some kind of grotesque banquet of slaughter, hosted by a demon from the abyss. The sheer brutality of it sent a wave of shock and fear through everyone present.
“Inspector, did you… did you kill all of them?” Michael swallowed hard, cautiously glancing at Charles.
He struggled to fathom how Charles just a Tier 4 Beast Master had managed not only to eliminate two Tier 6 Beast Masters but also to slaughter so many lower ranked ones.
Had there really been Tier 6 Beast Masters here at all?
Doubt crept into Michael’s mind. His gaze darted around, searching the corpses for proof of high tier opponents.
But Charles didn’t care about his suspicions. Now that reinforcements had arrived to clean up the mess, he could afford to rest.
“Clear the place up,” Charles said flatly. “These five are still alive interrogate them.” His indifferent eyes swept over the Beast Masters still groveling on the ground.
Then, as if an afterthought, he added, “Actually, leaving four alive should be enough, right?”
Michael wouldn’t dare object.
He had already spotted the corpses of the Tier 6 Beast Masters one with a gaping hole through the chest, the other cleaved clean in half. The sight alone filled him with both awe and terror.
“My lord, you decide. However many you want to keep alive is fine!” Michael replied with a flattering smile.
The five Beast Masters lying on the ground trembled even harder.
There were five of them yet Charles had just casually suggested sparing only four.
Did that mean he wasn’t done? That he still needed to kill one more?
“You. Look up.”
Charles’s calm, unfeeling voice echoed through the chamber.
The Beast Master at Charles’s feet slowly lifted his head, his face full of despair. He pleaded, “My lord, I’ve surrendered! I won’t resist anymore… Please…”
Charles waved his hand dismissively, showing no interest in hearing his pleas. Instead, he simply raised the Black Gold Long Knife.
Seeing this, the man instantly lost control of himself, wetting his pants as his entire body went limp. Overwhelmed with fear and unwillingness, he cried out, “Why me? I already surrendered! I already gave up!”
“Because I saw you kick that child.”
As soon as the words left Charles’s mouth, the blade flashed.
A head rolled across the ground, its expression frozen in confusion as if it couldn’t comprehend how something so seemingly minor could still seal its fate.
Charles sheathed his Black Gold Long Knife and gave a simple order. “Clean up the place. And make sure the children don’t open their eyes.”
With that, he turned and walked toward the very center of the underground chamber, where the Dark Altar and the Heart of Darkness were placed.
Reaching out, he slowly pressed a single finger against the Dark Altar.
A surge of intense resentment flooded his mind.
“It’s so dark… so dark… Daddy, Mommy, I’m scared…”
“Sobbing… I want to leave… Please, let me out…”
“Help us! Someone, please save us!”
Charles let out a quiet sigh.
So these were the tortured souls, bound and suffering in endless agony.
In his mind, images resurfaced memories of that abandoned factory beneath Genosha Calivia, where the bodies of children lay drained of blood, sacrificed to refine forbidden miracle drugs.