From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

"Report!"

In the city lord's mansion, a group of warriors hurriedly rushed into the grand hall.

"What is it?"

"Have you found any trace of the White-Clad Swordsman?"

City Lord Spay Tarré was having tea with a middle-aged man, discussing important matters. When he saw the warriors barging in, his brows furrowed.

"City… City Lord, bad news!"

The warrior's face was full of panic, and he was so out of breath from running that he could barely speak.

"Calm down!"

Spay Tarré barked, his voice stern.

Taking a deep breath, the warrior hurriedly explained, "The guards at the slave camp have all been killed!"

"All the slaves have escaped!"

"What did you say!?"

As soon as the words left the warrior's mouth, Spay Tarré stood up, his eyes wide as he let out a furious roar.

The force of his voice shook the entire hall.

The warrior trembled under Spay Tarré's overwhelming pressure, his legs weakening.

"What about Qiu Tianqiu?"

Spay Tarré's expression darkened.

The slave camp housed thousands of slaves, an invaluable resource needed for the Earth Dragon Empire's expansion efforts—those slaves were supposed to build the walls of the new cities.

It was a critical loss of manpower!

"Killed… He's been killed."

The warrior glanced nervously at Spay Tarré, his voice shaking.

"What? Qiu Tianqiu has been killed!?"

The middle-aged man beside Spay Tarré stood up in shock.

Qiu Tianqiu was a Ninth-Tier warrior, incredibly powerful. That's why he had been tasked with overseeing the slave camp.

Yet even he had been slain!

"Have you found out who's behind this?"

Spay Tarré's voice remained cold, though he grew more composed despite the dire situation.

"It was reportedly just one person."

"A woman wielding a sword."

The warrior's voice trembled. He was terrified of triggering Spay Tarré's wrath any further.

"A woman with a sword..."

"The White-Clad Swordsman!"

Spay Tarré's eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fists tightly as he pieced things together.

"Where are they headed now?"

"The slaves seem to be heading toward the North Gate."

"The North Gate… You won't escape!!!"

Spay Tarré roared, and in an instant, he shot out of the hall.

His body soared into the sky!

A Martial Master's power allowed them to fly through the air!

…

"Charge!"

"Kill these bastards!"

Meanwhile, a large group of freed slaves followed Lin Luoluo, rushing toward the North Gate.

The strongest slaves in the front had armed themselves with the armor and weapons of the fallen guards!

"Hold the line!!!"

A contingent of Spear City guards stood in their way, forming a blockade.

"Fools."

Lin Luoluo swung Soul Sever through the air.

Hellfire Soul Cleaving Slash!

The technique released, sending a surge of white flames toward the tightly packed guards. They were instantly consumed by the terrifying fire, reduced to ashes.

For Lin Luoluo, killing these lower-tiered warriors was as simple as slaughtering chickens.

"We can't… we can't hold them off!"

The guards at the North Gate trembled as they watched the massive wave of people surging toward them.

Most terrifying of all was Lin Luoluo, who moved through their ranks like a human killing machine. Every swing of her sword felled numerous guards!

"Break it down!"

Lin Luoluo swung her sword again, releasing another wave of white flames.

Boom—

The city gate was blasted apart by the sheer force of the attack!

The slaves charged out of the city, running for their lives without hesitation.

No matter how tired they were, they didn't stop running.

They knew that freedom awaited them beyond the city walls.

If they stayed in Spear City, they would only fall back into the abyss from which they had just escaped—a never-ending nightmare.

Even death was preferable to returning to that life.

Lin Luoluo stood before the shattered gate, watching as the masses of slaves fled.

"They're coming."

She looked up at the sky.

A dark figure flew toward her from above.

"You're the White-Clad Swordsman!?"

Spay Tarré, having just arrived, spotted Lin Luoluo instantly.

He could feel the immense power radiating from her.

And paired with the ominous aura of the sword in her hand, he knew immediately that she was the one he had been searching for.

"That's right."

Lin Luoluo's eyes remained fixed on Spay Tarré as she responded calmly.

Her goal was to buy time for the slaves to escape.

Spay Tarré glanced at the escaping slaves, his face twisting in rage.

Damn her!

His gaze turned back to Lin Luoluo, filled with murderous intent.

With both hands outstretched, he sent a massive wave of energy crashing down!

[Ninth-Tier Martial Technique: Mountain-Crushing Palm]!

The ground beneath Lin Luoluo shook violently as the earth began to crack and tremble.

The entire area around her quaked, and even parts of the city felt the tremor.

Yet Lin Luoluo remained unmoved, standing calmly in the midst of the chaos.

The ground around her shattered, but she stood untouched.

After killing Qiu Tianqiu, her strength had increased once more.

She had now reached the peak of the Eighth Tier.

Her dense source energy shielded her body from harm.

"A Martial Master… They can fly."

Ye Fan observed Spay Tarré from above, astonished.

This was the first time he had seen a Martial Master in action.

"But killing a Martial Master could yield a lot of evolution points, right?"

"Ten thousand points? Maybe even a hundred thousand?"

The thought made Ye Fan feel a surge of excitement.

"But Lin Luoluo may not be strong enough to face him yet."

"Should I help her out?"

He hesitated for a moment.

He rarely intervened to help a Sword Master. After all, gaining energy points wasn't easy for him.

The last time he'd stepped in was to assist Lin San.

"An S-rank weapon, huh?"

"You think you're the only one with such power?"

Spay Tarré snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on Lin Luoluo's sword.

With a thought, he summoned a golden spear into his hands.

An S-rank lower-tier weapon!

The spear radiated immense power.

Just a glance was enough to see that it was no ordinary weapon.

Lin Luoluo's brows furrowed.

An S-rank weapon meant that Soul Sever wouldn't be able to easily destroy it!