Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Evil Lan was a weapon refiner in C County.

In the Eastern Region, a popular profession was a weapon refiner. Most of the clans treated weapon refiners like exalted guests in the hopes that they would build many remarkable armaments for them.

However, most of the clans in the Eastern Region loathed Evil Lan. They detested his techniques. Instead of wanting to roll out the red carpet, anyone who knew him yearned to eliminate him.

There was a reason why so many people were eager to see Evil Lan dead. He used notably evil means to build his weapons. Evil Lan would pour blood from living people into his furnace while creating weaponry. Sometimes, he would even pull live people straight into his furnace like a sacrifice of some evil religion.

Although several clans in the Eastern Region attempted to catch Evil Lan, they failed due to Evil Lan's vast power. He also happened to be as slippery as an eel.

It was quite puzzling to the clan when Evil Lan showed up and grabbed Zen.

"Release him Evil Lan! This kid is a member of the Luo Clan!" said Bryson. His guard was up because even though Bryson was just half of a step into the nature level, Evil Lan was a formidable adversary.

Snickering Evil Lan asked, "Why would you be pointing your swords at him if he is a member of the Luo Clan?" He added, "I want to handle this for you since you want to kill him so badly. Don't you think it would be a better solution?"

"Damn it, Evil Lan! He is a member of my family and has rebelled against us, so, it should be me who deals with him! Anyone who dares provoke the Luo Clan has a bad end. I advise you don't go against me!" Bryson threatened. Floating near Evil Lan and ready to strike were swords imbued with a purple aura.

were here, I would hesitate. But, since it's only you... Ha-ha! I don't care about you! None of the Luo Clan deserves my care!" countered Evil Lan while laughing loudly.

weasel! That's complete bullshit! I'll kill you myself!" shouted Bryson. His face was darkening with anger, and with a clear sound, the purple swords

Evil Lan jumped back into the bronze furnace. His laughter echoed sharply, as the furnace rolled over forward

them, the Luo children scattered, screaming. Several were too slow to escape, and as the furnace struck fleeing

chasing the large metal object, Bryson manipulated the flaming purple swords, hacking at the bronze furnace. Although the swords were eminently sharp, they couldn't even make one dent

were run down, the massive furnace created significant mayhem in the yard. After

roll away, Bryson clenched his teeth. He wanted to give chase, but Ken stopped him and said, "Brother, Evil Lan is dangerous, think of what he could do!

what about that rebel,

he takes someone, they end up burning to death in the bowels of his furnace, so, there is no chance of survival

He wasn't sure why, but he had a vague sense of apprehension.

children who had broken ribs and limbs crying

looked on the scene,

Zen and his uncles, Bryson and Ken,

Mike, was still alive, evil guys such as Evil Lan never dared to

factors contributed to the downfall of the