A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

After hearing what Lupinus said, Lycaon thought again and again, then threw the limp Grimaud to the ground.

"Young man, what is your name?"

"Senior, my name is Lupinus, from the Silver Moon Clan."

"Silver Moon? Who is Ragnar to you?"

"Lord Ragnar, it's the great grandfather."

"Ha, I said you look exactly like that guy when he was young, so that's it."

Lycaon laughed and patted Lupinus' shoulder vigorously.

At this time, on the other side of the arena, Hogg walked out of the smoke and dust unharmed.

"It seems that someone is not tactful... Boy, I leave this to you. I will make him behave himself today."

After saying this, Lycaon's face regained its previous madness and he rushed towards Hogg again.

"Lupinos! Lord Lupinos! Please, let me go. I am willing to confess all my crimes. I only ask you not to hand me over to that lunatic!"

Grimaud rushed over, hugged Lupinus' thighs, and begged desperately.

"Lord Grimaud, your fate is no longer decided by me. It should be handed over to the Alliance and the people to decide."

Grimaud wanted to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Lupera rushing over angrily from a distance.

"Lupella, save Daddy, you can't just watch me die here!"

Lupera was originally furious, but when she saw the man kneeling on the ground with a humbly look on his face, begging for mercy, her anger gradually died down... For some reason, she felt that in addition to anger, she felt more pity for the man in front of her.

"When you were begging for mercy, did you ever think about your mother's feelings? Did she know the fate she would face in advance like you did? If she begged like you, would you let her go?"

A series of questions blocked Grimer's remaining words, leaving him speechless.

"Don't lie to yourself, father. This is the last time I'm calling you this. People always have to pay the price for their selfishness and greed."

"If you still have a little conscience before you die, sincerely repent to the people you deceived, and give an explanation to the innocent people you killed."

"Be a man, don't let me, don't let mom look down on you."

Listening to Lupera's words without any trace of affection, Grimaud felt like a puppet with its strings cut, standing powerlessly on the ground with lifeless eyes.

On the other side, Murphy and his men captured all of Grimaud's followers and brought them to Lupinus.

"ended."

"Good job, Murphy."

Lupinus said this, looking at the only two figures still fighting each other in the field.

When Hogg stood on Grimaud's side, Lupinus was ready to give up and quit while he was ahead, but who would have thought that a powerful Saint-level warrior would suddenly emerge from the ground.

Although the old man's mental state seemed somewhat worrying, it was certain that he had a deep hatred for Grimaud and his gang.

Fortunately...

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"Who on earth is this......"

At the top of the arena, Wu Yue looked at the flashing golden lightning below and couldn't help but ask.

"Lion King Lycaon, a hero of the Alliance from over a hundred years ago."

"Is he from the same era as Helka of the White Frost Clan?"

"Well, they are both albino orcs, just like you and me. Helka died in the battle of the river valley, and Lycaon was 'written' to have died in the defense of Mount Songa."

"What do you mean?"

"As far as I know, he did not die in that battle. Even under the siege of more than ten powerful humans, he still held the Songa Mountain position. However, on the eve of victory, a traitor appeared under his command. He took advantage of his weakness and attacked and knocked him out. In the end, only a mention of Lycaon was made in the battle report. He was outnumbered and died heroically in the battle of Songa Mountain."

"For so many years, he has been imprisoned in the death row cell under the arena, hanging on for dear life..."

As Moon was talking, he seemed to remember something interesting:

"However, many years have passed, and those who betrayed him have turned into dust, but he is still alive and well. How ironic."

"You let him out?"

"As for me, I am just doing a favor. I already know the relationship between that Saint Orc and Grimor. I also know that the only way to cure this corrupt alliance is to use a strong medicine."

"You're helping Lupinos and the others by doing this."

"Heh, their actions were beyond my expectations. I thought everyone in the current alliance was spineless."

"…Why are you doing all this?"

Last time in White Fang Harbor, it was obvious that Moon had something else in mind.

He has done so much and turned the alliance upside down. It is impossible that he was just "trusted"...

"...You really want to know?"

"It's okay if you don't tell me."

Wu Yue gave her the choice.

Moon thought about it, and finally said:

"I agree with some of what the guy named Murphy said just now."

"I also want to try to see if I can do something to correct this alliance that is on the verge of destruction."

"Although I don't have a good feeling about it, there are memories of my mother and I here. Perhaps... I still can't bear to let this place be destroyed."

"Or maybe, like you said, you want justice for yourself and your mother, right?"

Once in that world, for some reason, Moon missed it all.

All that was left to her was the ruins of a dilapidated arena with corpses all over the ground.

Now that there is an opportunity in front of us, why not give it a try?

"Okay, there's nothing left to see, let's go first."

After saying this, Moon disappeared.

......

At this moment in the arena, lightning was exploding everywhere.

Lycaon and Hogg had been fighting each other for several rounds.

Both of them have reached the pinnacle in close combat, but the only difference is that Lycaon is wrapped in golden holy thunder and lightning plasma is pouring out with every strike.

Only then did everyone realize how powerful the so-called albino orcs were in suppressing ordinary people due to their talents and bloodlines.

Why on earth would such a benign mutation be slandered as a "white disaster"?

Similar thoughts arose in the minds of the audience who were still present, planting a seed of doubt about the established facts.

After being knocked away by Lycaon again, Hogg steadied himself, shook his arm which was numbed by the electric shock, and stared at Lycaon with a serious expression.

"How about it? Are you convinced? You look like a real man. I won't make things difficult for you. A wimp like that is not worth your protection. If you agree, a glass of wine and we'll settle this."

Hogg said nothing, but rushed forward again, and was blown away by the thunder fist again.

A favor must be repaid, no matter what heinous crime that person has committed.

As long as I am still there, I will do my best to save his life.

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