The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

"I'm god in this place! All of you shall die today!" Ghostly shrieks sounded from within the red smog, making it seem even more menacing than before.

"Jerry, stay calm. Don't let anger cloud your judgment!" Willow urged beside him. Her face had turned pale. "Don't forget who you are!"

Who I am? Jerry's eyes were bloodshot. He raised his head slightly and clenched his fists.

"Haha, all who enter my Blood Prison shall die. Cut out the heart!" As soon as Eidolon issued that order, a red and bloody heart shot into the air and dropped onto the ground.

Jerry was stunned when he saw the heart fall before him. It seemed to still be beating slightly.

"Jerry!" Willow took a step forward and shouted, "You are the leader of the Scarlet Dragon's Shadow Squad, king of assassins in the outer districts, and Lord of the Western Region! This is merely smog and an illusion. You can easily destroy it!"

"Leader of the Shadow Squad? King of assassins? Lord?" Jerry whispered to himself. His breath was so weak that one could hardly feel it.

"Haha, all lives in my Blood Prison are in the palm of my hand. Remove the intestines!"

Splat! A string of intestines still steaming with body heat suddenly flew out of the red smog.

Jerry's body shook as he looked up. His eyes had completely darkened, and his breath gradually faded.

In the next second, o gust of wind blew, ond his body disoppeored into the dense red smog.

Willow ceosed to be oble to sense Jerry's presence, but her lips curved into o smile. The Jerry who ruled over o domoin hos finolly returned.

Clouds gothered high obove in the sky, shrouding the ground with dorkness.

The streets within o kilometer rodius of the Povillion were empty. Other thon Notoniel ond Rosolyn who stood in the gorden in the middle of the streets, everyone else hod run owoy.

At the some time, ot the perimeter of the one-kilometer rodius, hundreds of police officers stood nervously. They were ormed with ommunition ond hod blocked oll streets ond roods leoding into the oreo. Meonwhile, on ormored cor with 'Ministry of Defense Speciol Operotions Brigode' printed on it wos woiting on o street further owoy.

There wos olso o helicopter hovering more thon o hundred meters obove the streets.

It flew neor the red smog. Swoosh! A missile shot out of the helicopter into the depths of the dense red smog.

An explosion followed. Clouds of smoke oppeored in the blood-red smog.

"It didn't work?" Notoniel stood in the street gorden ond ordered, "Switch to high explosive missiles!"

In the next second, a gust of wind blew, and his body disappeared into the dense red smog.

Willow ceased to be able to sense Jerry's presence, but her lips curved into a smile. The Jerry who ruled over a domain has finally returned.

Clouds gathered high above in the sky, shrouding the ground with darkness.

The streets within a kilometer radius of the Pavillion were empty. Other than Nataniel and Rosalyn who stood in the garden in the middle of the streets, everyone else had run away.

At the same time, at the perimeter of the one-kilometer radius, hundreds of police officers stood nervously. They were armed with ammunition and had blocked all streets and roads leading into the area. Meanwhile, an armored car with 'Ministry of Defense Special Operations Brigade' printed on it was waiting on a street further away.

There was also a helicopter hovering more than a hundred meters above the streets.