Glen''s arrival subtly altered the atmosphere at the scene.


    The female dark mage''s eyes blazed with madness and fury. Being interrupted in her moment of greatest elation was intolerable to her.


    "You''ve made a rather foolish choice, sir," the female dark mage remarked icily.


    Initially, she had been wary due to her inability to gauge Glen''s strength. However, judging from Luther''s reaction upon learning of her advancement to a fourth - level mage, Luther evidently didn''t believe the man before him could overcome her.


    Consequently, she had little cause for fear.


    "Can a cadaver still utter words?" Glen''s demeanor was one of supreme disdain. He was currently pondering the means by which to mete out the appropriate punishment to this individual who delighted in shattering the happiness of others'' families.


    Illusory black tentacles materialized around the female dark mage, writhing menacingly as if eager to rend Glen asunder.


    These were merely manifestations of the magical energy overflowing due to her intense emotional fluctuations, sufficient to intimidate any opponent of inferior strength.


    After a few seconds, she suddenly flicked her hand, summoning five knights clad in strange steel armor, each possessing the power of a fourth - level knight.


    "Sever his limbs. I shall take him back and subject him to the utmost agony," the female dark mage commanded her five summoned entities.


    Evidently, these five powerful summoned beings possessed a certain degree of intelligence. Nodding in assent, they lunged towards Glen with sudden ferocity!


    Four of them, at precise angles, brandished their knightly swords, aiming to strike at Glen''s limbs, while the remaining one attempted to seize his body.


    Their speed was augmented by dark - magic - infused battle qi. Although not as potent as pure battle qi enhancement, it was not to be underestimated.


    Ordinary people''s eyes could scarcely register their movements, yet Glen regarded these five summoned beings with utter contempt.


    Since his one - time transformation beyond level seven, the strength of his human - form body had been significantly enhanced.


    Even without transforming, he could now contend with fourth - level extraordinary beings.


    The first stage of his transformation was no longer at level three but rather at a power slightly below his original level five, with the other two forms also enhanced to varying degrees.


    With a piercing metallic screech, the five summoned beings were simultaneously sliced into several segments.


    The souls hidden beneath the heavy armor dissipated into the air.


    The female dark mage was left utterly stunned. She hadn''t even seen how Glen had struck. One moment, a flash of silver light, and the next, her most powerful ploy had become a mockery.


    How could this be!? … Fear coursed through her. The strength of her opponent far exceeded her expectations, and she immediately resolved to retreat.


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    A wisp of ashen light detached from her body and silently flitted towards the nearby window.


    However, Glen had already heightened his perception, and this dark mage''s escape maneuver was immediately detected.


    With a casual gesture, he launched a Dragon''s Breath Blade, accurately knocking down the ashen light.


    The other form of the female dark mage, now revealed, landed in a sorry heap on the ground, gazing at Glen in abject terror.


    "Who on earth are you!? I know all the renowned powerhouses in the Zeen Kingdom! There''s no one of your ilk!"


    Upon hearing the female dark mage''s words, Glen remained impassive and merely inquired,


    "What about those in Bayek? Are you familiar with them?"


    The latter was taken aback. "What Bayek? What does that have to do with my question?"


    Glen felt a twinge of disappointment as he slowly advanced towards this malevolent dark mage.


    It was as if the harbinger of death was approaching.


    The fourth - level mage, who had seemed like the arbiter of fates moments ago, now cowered back like a helpless damsel.


    "I heard you turned Luther''s wife into magical materials and were quite proud of it, weren''t you? And this morning, had I not been present, were you planning to perpetrate more misdeeds? Besides these, throughout your life, you must have committed numerous acts that make my blood boil just to hear of them. People like you truly vex me. I''m pondering how to punish you to sate my ire," Glen sauntered forward nonchalantly, as if deliberating how to prepare the ingredients on a chopping board.


    On the other side, Luther and the dagger - like entity that had peeked out were already weeping profusely. How Luther wished his deceased wife could witness this scene.


    "You can''t kill me! I''m a noble mage! How dare you, a lowly creature!?" The female dark mage, seemingly deranged, shrieked in a near - hoarse voice.


    Finally, with her back against the wall, having nowhere else to retreat, Glen stood before her.


    "No... no..." she quivered.


    But there was no trace of pity in Glen''s eyes. He merely stared at her quietly for a couple of seconds, then suddenly bent down.


    His unyielding hand roughly forced its way into the female mage''s mouth, and a spray of blood spurted out!


    "Your voice is abhorrent," Glen said, and with that, he ripped out her tongue.


    The female dark mage''s body convulsed violently, utterly unable to resist.


    Casually discarding the tongue, now reduced to a bloody pulp, Glen clenched his fist and then swung it down with great force.


    Thuds accompanied by splatters of blood and flesh filled the air. Everyone except Glen''s employees, the ordinary people had long since fainted from fright.


    After about ten minutes.


    In the end, Glen left the female dark mage on the verge of death. Killing her outright, Glen felt, would be too lenient.


    At this point, Luther approached, trembling. He choked back sobs and said, "Mr. Glen, I never imagined that one day I could avenge my wife. From now on, I''m willing to pledge my life to your service!" As he spoke, he was about to kneel.


    Glen caught him and said, "You''re not a knight, and I''m not a noble. There''s no need for such talk of allegiance. I''ve already promised to protect you and your son, and I keep my word. All you need to do is work diligently for me."


    "Mr. Glen..." Luther''s lips quivered, deeply moved.


    Glen patted him on the shoulder.


    Although the Cagin brothers had seen their share of the world, the brutal scene just now had left their legs weak. Glen reassured them, telling the two not to be afraid.


    The rest of the employees, brought back from Comboridge, were accustomed to cruel and bloody scenes and thus remained composed.


    "I''m going back to Bayek now to deal with this woman. I''ll also erase the memories of those ordinary people. You clean up here," Glen instructed before loading the female dark mage and the few ordinary people onto the deer - drawn carriage and departing.


    It was already late at night, so there was no fear of attracting attention.


    Upon entering Bayek Town, Glen first knocked on the old man''s door.


    He hadn''t seen the old man in days and wasn''t sure if he had returned.


    He believed that someone like the old man would never allow his enemies to die easily. He must have prepared means to make them suffer a fate worse than death. That''s why Glen came to him.


    The door opened.


    The old man was at home. Seeing Glen, he was about to say something when he suddenly caught a whiff of blood. His eyes changed. "You''ve gotten into trouble?"


    Glen smiled. "I encountered a heinous dark mage and captured her. But I think killing her is too easy. So, I came to ask..."


    Before he could finish, the old man understood Glen''s intentions. A glint of excitement appeared in his eyes as he swung the door wide open. "Come in," he said.