My Ares Son-in-Law

The corpses were like stalks of wheat swept down by an invisible, extremely violent hurricane, spreading haphazardly and densely across the outer courtyard and corridor.

Some lay face up, eyes wide open, their faces still bearing the lingering, unforgettable fear of their deaths.

Some lay on the ground, their limbs twisted into strange angles, as if they had experienced great pain before dying;

Some made struggling movements, as if they were still struggling to grab each other in their last moments.

There were no groans, no struggles, only a deathly silent graveyard!

The deathly silence felt like an invisible pressure, making it hard to breathe.

The nearly one hundred elite gang members who were just patrolling and guarding outside... were actually... were all wiped out?!

These members are the backbone of the organization; they are agile, experienced, and provide a solid guarantee for the organization's safety.

But now, they are like a flock of lambs to the slaughter, easily slaughtered by this young man.

This harsh reality plunged the people in the council chamber into deep despair. They didn't know what their fate would be, nor what terrible things this young man would do next.

one person? !
Just this one person in front of you?!
A chilling aura, known as "death," surged forth like an invisible tide the moment Xiao Chen stepped into the council hall, instantly engulfing the entire space with overwhelming force.

This aura was icy cold, and wherever it went, it seemed as if time itself was frozen.

The immense pressure solidified the air, making it thick and viscous, so suffocating that it was hard to breathe.

The gang members who had been shouting and cursing earlier were now frozen in place, as if under a spell.

Their throats felt as if an invisible hand was gripping them tightly, making each breath incredibly difficult, as if they were inhaling not air, but cold blades.

In this chilling silence, the only sound was the frantic pounding of my own heart, the sound growing louder and louder, as if it were about to burst out of my chest.

Each heartbeat seemed to announce the approach of death.

Deathly silence, a suffocating deathly silence.

The entire council chamber seemed to have become a giant tomb, devoid of any life.

Time seemed to lose its meaning in this deathly silence. No one knew how much time had passed; perhaps only a few seconds had elapsed, but to those within it, it felt like an eternity.

Every second felt like a sharp carving knife, scraping relentlessly against their nerves, causing their fear to build up until they were on the verge of collapse.

Finally, the young man stopped three steps away from the nearest burly man.

The footsteps, though light, struck everyone's hearts like heavy blows.

The cigarette butt he held in his hand flickered in the dim light, its light reflecting off his stern face, adding to his air of mystery and coldness.

The young man is naturally Xiao Chen.

His upright figure, like an unshakeable mountain peak, exuded a chilling aura.

And that burly man was none other than Warhammer.

He was tall and muscular, like a raging wild beast.

Under this extreme pressure, he was finally driven insane!
His eyes turned bloodshot, as if burning with two balls of rage, and a beastly roar escaped his throat, a sound filled with despair and madness. The power that had been building up within him erupted with a deafening roar, as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.

He charged out like a human tank, the ground beneath his feet trembling slightly.

He drew a gleaming kukri from his waist with a backhand motion. The blade was curved like a crescent moon, incredibly sharp, and shimmered with a chilling light in the dim light.

The blade tore through the air with a piercing shriek, as if it were the call of death.

With the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, he viciously slashed down at Xiao Chen's neck!

This strike contained all his power and rage; if it landed, Xiao Chen would surely be decapitated.

The surrounding gang members saw this scene and a glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes, as if they could see Xiao Chen being killed.

However, they also knew in their hearts that Xiao Chen was no ordinary person, and whether this strike would be effective was still unknown.

"Die to me!!"

The warhammer roared like a raging beast, its fury seemingly about to shatter the oppressive dome of the council chamber.

This strike embodies all his strength and ferocity. It is a ruthless and cunning skill that he has honed over many years in countless life-and-death battles. It is the signature move he is known for, the "Decapitation Strike"!
A flash of light appeared, like a silver lightning bolt slicing through the dim space, carrying a chilling aura.

Wherever the blade went, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound, like the shrill laughter of death.

Ordinary experts wouldn't even have a chance to react to this extremely sharp blade light; they would be cleanly and decisively cut in two, their blood splattering on the spot.

"Who gave you the courage?"

Just as the blade was about to fall, Xiao Chen's icy voice rang out like a ghost, as if it came from the deepest hell, devoid of any emotion, so cold that it chilled one to the bone.

Faced with this deadly and sharp blade, he didn't even look up, but subtly slid back half a step.

This seemingly easy, casual, and inconspicuous half-step is actually incredibly subtle!

It was as if he had already seen through the trajectory and flaws of Warhammer's strike and made the perfect response in advance.

The blade, carrying a biting cold wind, was like a mad venomous snake. It barely grazed the tip of his nose, severing only a few strands of his hair before missing its mark and crashing heavily into the ground behind him.

With a loud "boom," a deep trench was cleaved into the ground, sending debris flying everywhere.

The warhammer missed its mark, and a sudden jolt went through him. His old strength was gone, and no new strength had been generated. His body momentarily lost its balance.

An extremely dangerous premonition roared in his heart, as if an invisible blade was hanging over his head, ready to fall at any moment.

But he is also a ruthless character who has been through countless battles and crawled out of piles of corpses, and his reactions are extremely fast.

At this critical moment, he used the momentum of his forward thrust to suddenly exert force in his waist and abdomen. All the muscles in his body tensed up instantly like a taut bowstring, and his body twisted in mid-air at an incredible angle, as if defying common sense.

Immediately afterwards, his right leg, like a thick steel whip, slammed down hard on Xiao Chen's shoulder blade with a muffled thunderous sound!

This kick was incredibly powerful; the air was compressed and made to explode.

"Dare to trespass on the Black Phoenix Organization? You're dead!!" (End of Chapter)