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"My king, I have passed down the order. All relevant contacts are being arrested, and General Mori's troops have already set out from the outskirts of the capital. It is expected that they will be able to bombard the institute in an hour."

Tom, with red eyes, knelt in front of King Olson and forced himself to report the current basic situation.

"Dear Captain Tom, why are your eyes as red as ripe pomegranates? Didn't you report something important to me?"

The tear-stained and haggard look on Tom's face was completely different from the ambitious him a few days ago.

King Olson didn't even need to observe carefully, he could see that something was wrong with Tom just by a casual glance.

"Tousen So Allen passed away. Before he died, he asked the old-school family representatives to kill my good friend Jerry. I sincerely beg you to let me return to the family."

"I will gather all the strength under my command and take this opportunity to sweep all those old guys into the graveyard of history."

Tom's body was shaking and his eyes were filled with the flame of revenge.

"My condolences, Tom."

"This is all the fault of the Tucson family elders who held on to power and refused to let go. Now that the old guy is dead, no one can stop you from moving forward."

"Okay, go and stabilize the situation first. After I finish dealing with the research institute, I will bring General Mori to help you."

When King Olson heard the news of Allen's death, he wanted to immediately dance a few traditional royal dances on his body to celebrate.

King Olson, who watched Tom leave his sight, finally lost his temper.

"Damn you slaves! Those who have been secretly fighting with me for their entire lives are dead. Can't I enjoy myself?"

"Let's keep playing music and dancing"

“Happy Hour!”

The ecstatic King Olson did not even stand as a spectator admiring the dance as usual, but rushed to a group of maids and twisted his fat body together.

Dad, did you see that? The ditch rat that has been bothering you is finally dead. The entire Tucson family is taking the initiative to pull out the fangs that offend the emperor step by step according to my plan.

A little trick was enough to tear the Tucson family, which was known for its unity, apart.

I am indeed a genius in political struggle.

I am a genius!

King Olson, who was panting heavily after dancing for a few times, sat back on the throne to rest, feeling proud of being able to accomplish what his father had not completed.

"Huh? This is? My body?"

King Olson felt pain in his throat and wanted to touch it with his hand, but his consciousness could no longer move his limbs.

His head fell to the ground and rolled several times before he could see the headless corpse on the throne.

"I heard that you've been checking my identity for a while? Are you done yet? I'm just quietly researching toxicology, but you're sending some "rats" to investigate around the institute all day long. Am I doing experiments or cleaning up the area?"

"Ah! Speak?"

Heisenberg, holding King Olson's head, looked like he was forced to kill.

Tanados, who was standing next to him, said nothing. He just followed Heisenberg's order to kill everyone and chopped down several soldiers who rushed up.

"Catch this fat guy, it's so greasy, is the food in the kingdom so good?"

Heisenberg threw King Olson's head with disgust to the captain of the guards Tom who rushed into the hall. The latter carefully held King Olson's head in his arms.

That's right, Tom did not go to the Tucson family to join in the infighting as he said he did when he asked for leave. Instead, he stayed outside the palace gate, ready to rush in at any time to protect (finish the job) King Olson.

"I hope you can be wiser. One of my test subjects named Vashto escaped from the institute."

“My fire is very big”

"What's the name of your general? I can't remember, but it doesn't matter. I've already sent him and his men away. If you don't do your job well, your entire kingdom will end up like this."

After saying this, Heisenberg swaggered out of the palace, and none of the frightened royal guards tried to stop him.

"That army is gone just like that?"

Some of the guards collapsed to the ground like deflated balloons. They were a bloodthirsty army tempered in wars, how could they be destroyed so easily?

"Great, that army is gone too"

Tom, holding King Olson's head, was secretly delighted, knowing that one's own family knows one's own business.

He knew exactly how the troops under General Mori achieved their success.

Let those small or medium-sized families that have signed the extremely tempting expansion agreement with the royal family charge forward, and when the battle is almost over, Mori will take his fully-staffed army to reap the credit.

In terms of combat effectiveness, they cannot even compare to the Tucson Guards who have been trained in truly brutal battlefields and according to naval manuals in peacetime.

"We need to raise Heisenberg's danger level in our report to the Navy. That's a thousand people, not a thousand pigs. It would take a long time to fight an equal number of people, let alone two people against a thousand."

...

A military base on the outskirts of the royal capital.

Heisenberg surrounded the military base with a mental barrier to ensure that no one survived.

Wearing an evil ghost mask and dressed in black, he began to kill people.

Hot blood was dripping down from the big knife in his hand.

Behind him was the puppet Tanadus ready to attack, and behind him were more than 500 fallen corpses and several blunt knives.

Each body had only one wound, but it was fatal enough to either lop off the entire head at the throat or split it in half at the shoulders...

In short, he used his great strength to fly bricks, and one blow after another, dyed the military base blood red.

"Unfortunately, the durability of ordinary swords is too low. The blade becomes blunt after just a short while. It's too inefficient. I'm in a hurry."

Heisenberg used his right hand to break off the left hand holding the knife, looked at the corpses of the soldiers on the ground for a few times, picked out the weapons he needed, picked up the weapons and the soldiers' left arms together, and continued to kill.

In the front, the remaining hundreds of people gathered together, but there was no sign of high morale due to large numbers.

These people were already frightened by Heisenberg picking up weapons, and the general's deputy, Mo Qi, who was leading the group, asked Heisenberg tremblingly.

"Sir, I don't know if anyone among us has offended you. Please tell us to hand him over immediately."

"In other words, we will do whatever you want us to do. If you ask us to eat shit, I will be the first to eat it. I just hope you will let us go."

"I have a 90-year-old mother and a 6-year-old child. My family depends on me for a living. Please let me go."

Mo Qi ignored the blood on his head and begged for mercy with tears and snot.

In the past, even when the king himself came, he had never been so humble. He would not have been like this if he had not seen General Mori's head free falling in front of him when he just went out.

Seeing this, the soldiers behind him began to complain like Mo Qi, completely forgetting that they had never spared the civilians of the neighboring country who were wailing in front of them.