LIFE AFTER PRISON - Season 2 Episode 17

“How!” Everyone’s face paled with fright as they witnessed how easily Severin killed one of the seven top fighters of the Blood–Drinker Gang.

“Kill them!” After recovering from a brief moment of stupefaction, Monte immediately issued an order with the belief that having strength in numbers would overwhelm Severin, even if the latter had the same strength as Larry or Blade.

However, Severin rushed over in a flash, snatched the machete from a younger member of the Cedar Gang, and immediately rushed into the crowd.

“Ah!” One of the Blood–Drinker Gang’s highly–skilled fighters was beheaded! A spurt of blood then flew across the air, and another of the Blood–Drinker Gang’s fighters collapsed!

After several quick flashes, the remaining people who had come to lend their support were all beheaded. Seven people died at Severin’s hands in a matter of seconds–a testament to how fast.

he was.

“Impossible!” Monte’s face turned ugly, and the scene before him felt like a nightmare. Though he considered himself an able fighter, he felt that Severin was stronger than a hundred of him. combined.

Blood splattered once again, and the unfortunate victims were One–Eye and Kevin. They collapsed on the ground while clutching their necks, and there was a look of fear in their eyes before they died.

“No, this is impossible!” Monte clenched his fist and was about to make a run for it, but a blur flashed past him and he soon realized that the machete in Severin’s hand had landed in his neck.

“Spare me! Please spare me!” Monte said in a trembling voice. That was the moment he came to understand what true fear was.

“Hehe, wouldn’t it have been better if you’d just live out your days without causing any trouble? I didn’t want to kill you, but there’s no point in sparing you after you colluded with people from Riverson. Lowlifes like you are the kind of people I hate most!” He executed a quick slash that sent blood spurting out from Monte’s neck and onto Severin’s body.

Monte crashed down with a bang, and Severin turned around without even bothering to look at his corpse again. “Your strongest men are now dead. If any of you wish to have the same fate as them, you’re more than welcome to fight me!”

Everything happened too fast. In the time it took for Larry and Blade to kill a couple of people from the Cedar Gang, Severin had already made light work of their top guns and beheaded the seven strongest individuals from the Blood–Drinker Gang.

As Severin stood motionlessly in the center, he was like the god of death in everyone’s eyes. His aloofness and indifference made him completely unapproachable.

“Please forgive us!” Some of the people from the Cedar Gang immediately knelt on the ground. None of them were even remotely confident of winning despite their sheer size. If the battle continued, they would most certainly die there, and perhaps in vain too. After all, whether or not

they could hurt Severin was still up for debate.

“Siri It was our mistake! We merely followed our leader’s instructions!” More people began to kneel. When the rest of them saw that there more and more people were kneeling, they felt that there was no choice but to toss their weapons on the ground and kneel too.

“Mister Severin! You’re…you’re crazy strong!” Blade gulped. Despite having seen many great sights and experiences that the world had to offer, he was just as shocked as anyone else at that time and even his voice was trembling.

Severin was the truest definition of strong, and he might even be instantly killed in Severin’s

hands. Blade once believed himself to be immensely powerful, but he finally realized how puny he was in front of the Dracodeus Temple’s Supreme Leader.