Chapter 405: Chapter 405 A Warning Soaked in Blood
At that moment, I was like an unstoppable God of War. Every strategy they threw at me proved useless against my rampage!
"Young Master Sean, help us!"
Watching me charge toward them, panic consumed everyone!
In their desperation, they could only beg Sammy Sean from the Sean family for rescue!
But Sammy Sean wasn’t Alberto Sean; he lacked the strength to face me!
Right then, he was like a mud statue crossing water—unable to protect himself, much less anyone else.
"Crack!"
Before their cry finished, a sharp sound cut through the air.
My golden palm struck forward, instantly shattering my opponent’s skull.
Blood splattered several meters, creating a horrifying sight.
Within just one hour, more than ten Peak Grandmasters had all died under my palm!
Staring at the corpse-covered battlefield, Sammy Sean’s face went white.
He never thought his first trip outside Capital City would end in such brutality!
My body was soaked in blood, and my glowing eyes shined like stars behind storm clouds.
Those bright eyes now stared coldly at Sammy Sean.
*The bone-deep chill of that gaze made Sammy Sean’s body tighten instinctively.*
I began walking slowly toward Sammy Sean.
Each step felt like agony to Sammy.
*He pushed down the fear rising inside him, fighting to speak steadily.* "Mason Raymond, I’m not like those Johansson family members you killed. I’m a Sean family heir. Killing me will definitely create massive trouble."
I smirked and said, "Think I give a damn?"
Sammy Sean’s face went pale instantly!
Unlike Vance Johansson, Sammy Sean had real power, but he’d grown up sheltered by his family—a hothouse flower.
*Life and death decisions were foreign to him.*
*Now, facing immediate danger, fear was inevitable.*
Seeing Sammy Sean’s trembling body, I lifted my hand and lightly tapped his shoulder.
That simple touch made Sammy stumble backward and crash to the ground in terror.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing this, I burst out laughing.
"So the precious young masters of noble families are just cowards afraid to die." I mocked.
My ridicule left Sammy Sean completely humiliated.
Sammy tried standing up, but his body wouldn’t obey.
"Don’t worry. Like I said, you’re Mabel Sean’s brother—I won’t kill you." I said coolly.
"But remember, I’m sparing you for Mabel Sean’s sake, not because of the mighty Sean family backing you."
"Your Sean family’s reputation means jack shit to me."
Sammy Sean stayed quiet. Right then, he didn’t dare speak or even look at me.
"Now scram." I said coldly.
Sammy Sean fought to stand up, his shaking legs making him look pathetic.
"Oh, one more thing." Suddenly, I called out to Sammy.
"Go back and tell Logan Sean that if he’s ready to give Mabel back to me, I might think about sparing the Sean family." I said casually.
My tone was outrageously cocky and dripped with dominance.
To challenge the Sean family alone—such guts were unmatched anywhere in the world.
Sammy’s body jerked, then he quickly jumped in his car and raced off.
Looking at the bodies scattered around, I immediately searched them.
Too bad all the magical treasures these people carried had been wrecked by me.
*"Maybe I’ll never have to live such a humiliating life again."* Feeling the power surging inside me, I was full of confidence.
*Even though becoming a Grandmaster still wasn’t enough to openly fight the Sean family in Capital City, I felt unafraid of their hunt.*
"You weren’t scared, were you?" I walked up to Watson Thompson and asked with a smile.
Watson was surprisingly calm. She shook her head and said, "I don’t know why, but I feel nothing inside."
"Nothing at all?" I frowned.
That completely shocked me!
*Before, Watson had been as timid as a rabbit; now, facing such slaughter, she stayed totally unmoved.* This wasn’t something a normal person could do.
*Could it be... connected to that mask?* I pulled the mask from my Spatial Magic Artifact and gave it back to Watson.
"This mask... keep it safe." I said.
Watson took the mask and nodded. "Got it."
"Let’s go. I’ll take you home." I said.
We both left the battlefield.
I personally walked Watson Thompson home before rushing back.
Single-handedly slaughtering ten Peak Grandmasters with crushing dominance.
Once this news got out, it would definitely shake the entire land.
But this time, I didn’t want to stay low-key. I even hoped the news would spread as fast as possible.
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Sammy Sean rushed back to Capital City overnight.
When he got home, he was covered in blood, looking completely wrecked.
The house servants were all shocked and pale, screaming frantically.
"Sammy, what... what happened to you?" Seeing Sammy’s messy state, Clarence Sean couldn’t help but gasp.
"Are you hurt? Doctor, get a doctor right now!" Clarence yelled.
Sammy Sean waved his hand and said, "Dad, this isn’t my blood."
"What the hell happened?" Clarence asked with furrowed brows.
Sammy stayed quiet for a moment before saying, "I need to talk to Uncle right now."
"Talk to your uncle?" Clarence checked the time and shook his head. "It’s late; he’s already sleeping."
"This is incredibly important—I have to see him immediately." Sammy said firmly.
Without wasting time, Sammy drove off toward Logan Sean’s house.
When he reached Logan’s place, Logan’s wife, Zaria Buchanan, was still up.
She wore an elegant, expensive robe and sipped red wine on the couch.
As Logan Sean’s wife, her personality naturally matched his—both were ruthless and scheming.
"Sammy, what happened to you?" Seeing Sammy drenched in blood, Zaria looked somewhat shocked.
Sammy quickly bowed and said, "Aunt, has Uncle gone to sleep yet? I have something crucial to discuss with him."
Zaria smiled slightly and said, "What’s so urgent? Your uncle had a long day and is already resting."
Sammy gritted his teeth and said, "Aunt, this matter is extremely important—I must tell Uncle as soon as possible."
Zaria studied Sammy for a moment and said, "You know your uncle’s personality—who dares wake him up? Whatever it is, just tell me. I can handle it."
Seeing her determination, Sammy didn’t hold back and told Zaria everything that happened.
After hearing his story, Zaria’s face darkened as she said coldly, "You’re saying... Mason Raymond single-handedly killed over ten Peak Grandmasters?"
"Yes! And they couldn’t even fight back!" Sammy said in shock.
Hearing this, a cold flash crossed Zaria’s face.
"This Mason Raymond is interesting. I’d like to meet him myself." Zaria muttered.
Then, Zaria turned to Sammy and said, "Sammy, go get some rest. Tomorrow, I’ll personally go and meet this Mason Raymond."
