Chapitre 839: A Shady Plan

The air crackled with an eerie energy as Fein's fists became lethal weapons. Two guards foolishly tried to challenge him, drawing their weapons with misplaced confidence. But Fein's reflexes were honed to perfection, and in an instant, his fist pierced through their armored chests, puncturing their hearts. Their bodies crumpled to the ground, lifeless and defeated. 

Fein stood amidst the aftermath. He didn't even sweat and exert effort. But their was an intensity gleaming in his eyes. He surveyed the scene, the lifeless bodies strewn across the ground, a stark reminder of his SS-rank strength. The demon guards were at least B-rank and A-ranks which was definitely overkill.

As Fein turned to leave, he could hear the sound of footsteps in the distance, signaling the arrival of more guards. 

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