The Pinnacle Of Life

Surging with murderous intent, Daya gripped the tree branch. She immediately rushed forward without stopping, then swept it down on the head of the nearest middle-aged Miller man.

Swoosh!

That man’s head fell off instantly.

As the head detached from the body and rolled to the ground, his kept blinking his eyes, and he even opened its mouth to scream horribly. The head only breathed its last after two full seconds of screaming.

Within these two seconds, Daya killed another two Miller’s with the same brutal method. They died the moment their heads fell off.

It took only a few short seconds.

The Miller family had lost three expert family members. Old Lady Miller, also pinned on the ground, was completely helpless, especially when it came to her life. The expression of the other remaining four Miller’s, Josephine Miller included, changed drastically as they backed off together. They were still on their high horse, with victory within their grasp, but the arrogance they harbored toward the others, as though they were petty and powerless people, had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only deep fear and trembling in the depth of their hearts.

had hit a

that of that psychopath of the Henderson family. The

of his eccentric character. Many couldn’t understand him, so

the most powerful man in the Henderson family and also the guarantor of

not going to let Roark Henderson

screaming of hers, the

Patriarch Henderson, hurry up and

out in cold sweat. Under the coercion of Alex’s mental domain, he breathed with difficulty, let alone speak. Not a single

knee with a thud

to attack. However, Channing reached out, making a trembling gesture to stop the family members’ impulse. His expression was bizarre, as

“No… Don’t!”

speak. That was because Alex had greatly alleviated the coercion

the people. The keys were still in the hands of these two families. The

speak now? What are you guys afraid

around arduously, fell to his knees, and kowtowed. “All hail Her Majesty!”

“Huh?”