Winner Takes All

The man flew up and fell to the ground together with his horse as Jack struck them in mid-air.

This scene was much more intense and breathtaking than when the female guard was killing everywhere with her sword.

Moreover, when Jack attacked the man, all the spectators who were scarily running around looked at Jack in dismay. They all stopped on the spot and watched him in horror.

Not far away from Jack, the man from the slave convoy and his warhorse lay dead on the ground.

Everyone who saw the scene was so intimidated that sent chills down their spines.

'Is... Is he human?'

"My God, are my eyes playing tricks with me? He killed the horse with one kick, and killed a man with another kick in mid-air?"

"I, I think my eyes are playing tricks with me too. My goodness, how can a slave be this powerful? If he is that strong, how did he become a slave?"

"His face is so creepy! By the name of Wolf, is that the devil?"

All of the spectators screamed in fear.

As for Jack.

He did not stop. He had gone into a state of bewitchedness because of what happened to the children. Therefore, even his body was in extreme exhaustion, he could still demonstrate the overwhelming power. Jack didn't stop and move like a phantom towards the other men of the slave convoy.

Without any fancy moves or words.

He was not as swift and ritzy as the female guard who killed the other man with just one slice.

Jack only demonstrated the maximum amount of bloodlust brutality and domineering force.

With his punches and kicks, he killed the men and horses from the slave convoy as though presenting an art-like butchering performance in front of everyone!

In his bewitched mode, Jack's punches and kicks were filled with a colossal force, absolutely powerful and terrifying!

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The person who was killed by the female guard could at least let out a cry.

But when Jack killed them, they...could not even let out a cry in time.

That was because, Jack's immense power and the combat capabilities that he demonstrated were far too horrifying, as though a demon had unleashed its full power, terrorizing mankind. The streets were already in a mess and chaos, and after seeing what Jack had done, it had even fallen into total mayhem. People ran around, stepping on each other; screaming and wailing could be seen everywhere on the

streets.

After the initial impact, in just a dozen seconds, everyone was shocked by the indiscernible horror.

The slaughterous female slayer.

The demon-like horrifying slave.

Everyone ran from their lives from the massacre that was going on in the streets.

But then, there were exceptions.

And that was Medea!

Medea paled face was stunned as she watched Jack, who was still killing and slaughtering everyone. At this moment, her body trembled uncontrollably, and even the corners of her eyes and mouth were shivering in fear.

She sat on the ground, shocked and flustered.

It's not that she didn't want to stand up, but at this moment, she felt as if her body had been stripped of its strength, and she could not stand up on her own.

"Is... this a scene from the battlefield?"

Medea opened her red lips slightly and spoke, as though she had used up all her strength just to say this sentence.

From the video footage that Timur had sent before he died, Medea saw how vehement and formidable Jack he was as swept through the battlefield. She was amazed and admired what Jack had done. However, there was a difference between video and reality.

From the video footage, she could clearly feel Jack's domineering force.

However, in reality, when she saw Jack slaughtering people like pigs with her own eyes, she fell into a spine-chilling terror.

Like a demon roaming through the battlefield, wrapped in a mountain of corpses, with his overpowering and terrifying force, he ripped through everyone stopping his way. And his actions were merely just sending those he had killed back to the hell where he just rose from.

This was how Medea felt when she faced Jack right now.

She had felt like this before. She did not feel this overwhelmed even when she first heard about Zenith singlehandedly destroying a city with a spear and a horse.

However, that time she only heard about it. It was not as shocking as seeing it with her own eyes.

After a long while.

The fear in Medea's eyes gradually reduced and switched to her previous feeling of infatuation.

She panted for a moment, and finally felt better.

Her bloody reddened lips curled on the corner, and smiled coquettishly, "If I, Medea, can only have one man in my life, that man can only be you."

When she said those words, she even stretched her tongue out and licked the corner of her lips.

"Roar!"

In the chaos, Jack gave a huge roar and gave an overbearing and savaging punch. With the sound of a 'thud' and 'boom', his punch slammed on the stomach of one of the slave convoy men.

As his powerful fist reached the stomach, the contact of impact immediately blew the man away like a shriveled prawn, flying seven to eight meters away, knocking a few escaping bystanders behind. But as he swung that fist, before Jack could recover his stance, he stumbled and stepped back a few steps.

A burst of dizziness hovered around Jack's head.

Jack's reddened eyes dimmed. He shook his head a few times, and the reddish bright glow in his eyes lit up again, then dimmed down again following that.

Thump!

Jack knelt with a leg on the ground and panted crazily. Short and abrupt breaths could be heard from his mouth.

He's nearly at his limits.

His body was already exhausted and weak, especially after the battle in the mountains, he got injured heavily as well. And during the long trip in the snow plains, he was in constant hunger and tortured by the cold. Therefore, after this burst of energy outbreak, his body was starting to wear out.

That was what The Mysterious Man had said before. The only way to wake Jack up from his bewitched state was to wait for him to finish up all that energy and faint.

And now, after the short burst of energy, Jack had used up all his energy, looking weak and powerless.

Even though he could still picture all those kids lying on the ground struggling painfully in his mind.

But this time, he could not force himself into the bewitched state anymore.

Because... his body had already reached its limit point!

"What's going on?"

Medea who was watching Jack addictively suddenly trembled, and a look of panic and suspicion floated on her face, "His body can't keep up with him due to all the injuries? Wait a minute, if he can use all that strength before, why he was caught by the slave convoy and brought here to be sold in the first place?"

A string of doubts crossed Medea's mind.

Medea didn't think much. She was not dumb, so she knew that something must have gone wrong with Jack's body.

Immediately, Medea suppressed the fear against Jack, got up, and ran towards him.

However.

Just at this split second.

Jack raised his head and scanned around like a horrifying beast.

In his bewitched state, Jack did not have any rationale, but he still got that nature beastly instinct.

Seeing the chaos and wreckage around him, filled with blood and destruction.

Knowing that his body could not make it, his beastly instinct prompted him to escape from this dangerous area.

Jack got up immediately, stood unsteadily, mustered up his leftover strength, then rudely pushed the escaping passersby aside and escaped from the streets, disappearing in the crowd of people. "Hold on, wait for me!"

Medea face changed, stepped up her speed, and chased into the crowd of people.

She would not allow the man of her dreams to appear for a short while then disappear in front of her eyes.

From her back, the female guards shouted, "De... come back!"

Their suppressed their voice and did not call out Medea's full name, worried that the others around them might hear it.

However, Medea didn't stop her footsteps. Without turning back, she told the female guards, "Tell my father I will be back in a few days. And tell him to spare these children!"0000