The Black Market - Chapter 181

Amro calmly watched his Saber Fang Wolf as it greedily devoured the old city lord like a starving demon.

After not more than five minutes, one could no longer see the body of the city lord. Only a pool of blood was left behind on the ground to serve as a testament to the brutal scene earlier.

The Saber Fang Wolf released a howl of satisfaction before it turned to look at Amro with a friendly gaze unbefitting of its wild nature.

Amro understood its gaze right away. He knew that the wolf was not yet contented about its snack. It wanted to devour more human experts to satiate its beastly cravings. Furthermore, devouring experts could also improve its cultivation level and body constitution.

Amro gently ruffled the Saber Fang Wolf’s grey fur as he spoke with a vicious smile on his handsome face. “Don’t worry my friend. More food will come later for you to feast on. I assure you that…”

After the defeat of the Blue Cloud City’s city lord, the city’s morale hit rock bottom. Their defenses revealed flaws which Amro’s Blood Shadow Army took advantage of.

With their battle wills dwindling down, the soldiers of Blue Cloud City were slowly killed one by one.

Devasted and mournful cries reverberated within the city at that moment, but the perpetrator of this event remained cold and unfeeling.

In just less than three hours, a bustling city just below the capital city in terms of strength fell into chaos and defeat.

All soldiers of the Blue Cloud City were killed. From the young recruits, including the old veterans, all were mercilessly killed. A few citizens who had tried to help the soldiers were even killed by the Blood Shadow Army without remorse.

Their indifference amidst the savage killings would truly cause one’s scalp to tingle in profound dread.

Amro stood on top of the walls of Blue Cloud City while eyeing the entire scene. Behind him was his Saber Fang Wolf with its bestial eyes that emitted a cold l_u_s_ter.

“What a stubborn city! I have wasted so much more time than I had expected. But it doesn’t matter. The army of my old man will take some time before it arrives here. The only problem is that man…” Amro clenched his fists tightly as he thought about Cale. He could not read the guy’s strength at all. In fact, it was the first time it had happened to him.

The presence of Cale gave him a sense of invisible pressure that was even greater than what he felt towards his father, Emperor Aventus Doomblade. He knew that Cale was a dangerous man who could threaten his ascension towards the throne, but he was also confident that he was capable of beating him in a one on one fight.

“Duke Cale, you would only serve as my stepping stone towards my ascension to the throne!” Amro said coldly, his eyes full of hate and malice.

Just then, three silhouettes flew towards him in a flash. They were Blood One, Blood Two, and Blood Three. All three of them were covered in blood, but their eyes remained calm and savage.

They were nurtured by Amro just for this day, and they were also expectant towards what the future will hold for them under the leadership of Amro.

“Your highness, our Blood Shadow Army has killed all of Blue Cloud City’s soldiers. Not even one was left alive.” Blood Two said in a sweet and gentle voice.

She was an enticing woman with long black hair and a seductive body. Her two mounds were barely covered by her fitting black clothes and the outline of her n_i_p_p_l_es could be faintly seen. She was wearing a black mini skirt that barely covered her erogenous regions and her long pair of legs enthralling under the sun’s glow. In terms of seductive air, she was absolutely on par with Zarinvienne who was a pure-blooded s_u_c_c_u_b_u_s!

Amro nodded his head with an indifferent look on his face. He was preoccupied with the thoughts on how to counter Cale’s might.

Blood One saw that he was in deep thought, so he could not help but ask. “Your highness, is there something that is bothering you?”

Amro frowned and shook his head. “All three of you may leave. Secure the city and make sure that our Blood Shadow Army will be prepared for the coming battle against the Celestial Sword Empire’s elites.”

The countenance of Blood One, Blood Two and Blood Three became solemn after hearing his words. Although they were strong, the elites of the Celestial Sword Empire were also not weak at all. Furthermore, they had Duke Cale who had defeated the Beast King just recently!

The three of them nodded their heads at Amro before they left.

“I must claim the throne and take my old man’s immortal sword as my own! With that immortal sword, my chances of ascending to the Immortal Realm would increase by many folds!” Amro gazed at the horizon with a murderous look. He felt that the Celestial Sword Empire’s army was drawing closer to them.

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On the wild plains towards the Blue Cloud City, the army of the Celestial Sword Empire was moving with its fastest speed. Leading them were the top experts of the empire and even the emperor was among the people who were leading the charge. He was riding his Crimson Tiger with his Divine Soul Harvester War Blade strapped behind his back.

His presence gave the Celestial Sword Empire’s elites an addition of battle morale.

Just then, everyone saw the Blue Cloud City’s city walls. They were boiling in anger and rage after they saw the thick fog of smoke rising above the city. They knew that the battle must have already concluded after seeing no signs of signal from the Blue Cloud City’s side.

Emperor Aventus’ eyes turned as cold as ice, and his aura unintentionally leaked out of his body, making everyone around him glance at him with fear, respect, and worship.

Cale gazed at the city while flashing an indifferent look. Behind him were his servants, ready to do his bidding.

“Amro Doomblade, what a cruel man you are to kill your own people just to claim the throne for yourself,” Cale muttered silently and shook his head.

This was the world of Shura where the strong reigned supreme, and it was very normal for wars to occur in such a place.

Cale was also slowly getting accustomed to the different perspectives of the top experts regarding wars.

In the world of cultivation, being weak was a curse while having strength meant power and authority…