Another location, where Adel was. He was using his advantage in speed and kept on attacking the Raging Fire Bull, increasing the bull's already short temper. Its long horns were smashing around all over the place, causing a complete mess wherever left.
With Adel's deliberate, continuous provocation, the Raging Fire Bull was quickly heading towards the direction where Maxwell and his company were.
Adel lightly landed on the branches of the thick trees before staring off into the distance with a sneer, exactly where Maxwell was currently killing spawned beasts. He then said to himself in a cold tone, "The Gillette Household balance will be shattered, and infighting will begin once you die. We won't have to use a lot of time before The Castro Household can end the Gillette Household, and by that time, The Gillette Household will be able to rule the entire Eden City. Hahaha..."
A storm-like wind swept past Adel, causing him to frown. Cold sweat appeared on his back before he quickly jumped away, landing at a safe distance. He then said to himself in fear: "An above silver rank spawned beast is truly too powerful."
The Raging Fire Bull was a powerful existence and was pretty much invincible amongst all the above silver rank spawned beasts. It had unfathomable strength and a super-strong defence, and its only weakness was that it was rather slow.
Its slow speed was due to its body, which was as large as a small hill. There was no way for it to become faster even if it wanted to.
It was due to this point that Adel could anger it so much. He used the speed behind his silver rank and continuously led it towards the centre of the hunting grounds.
The Gillette Household junior members in the entrance competition area were like frightened birds that flew away in all different directions.
But some fled, but some were rushing towards it.
"Did you hear that Gregory was going up against Maxwell?"
"Maxwell's location is exactly where the Raging Fire Bull is. That is nevertheless an invincible above silver rank spawned beast, isn't he afraid to die?"
"Maxwell is a big piece of trash, and he isn't afraid of the Raging Fire Bull, so why should we be scared? Let's go, we're going to watch a good show."
"Seems you're tired of living."
"Of course, I want to keep living, but if I can assist Sir Gregory in getting rid of that trash Maxwell, I'll definitely gain the Lord's special treatment. By that time, wouldn't becoming a core disciple be the tip of an iceberg?"
"It's been a long time already, and we still haven't killed a single spawned beast. If we can help Sir Gregory, we'll definitely gain a lot of benefits."
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Once Maxwell dies, Gregory will automatically become the Gillette Household Heir.
If one can get up to the Gillette Household Heir, even if they cannot become a senior member, they'll still gain some benefits out of it in the long run.
Those members who were not able to kill any spawned beasts were all thinking like this.
The Raging Fire Bull was indeed a dangerous existence, but the temptation of being a Gillette Household Senior Member was much stronger.
When there was one person, there would be a second, and then eventually a crowd of them. And then, it became as if they didn't care about their own lives and started moving towards the west, where Maxwell was.
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The Raging Fire Bull was getting closer, and the spawned beasts were running everywhere. Maxwell was killing spawned beasts like crazy, and his XP were rising rapidly. He then anxiously said to himself: "Only a bit more, just a little bit more, and I'll level up."
The surrounding area was firmly under the grasp of his spiritual senses. What worried him the most was that the Gillette Household Members were continuously increasing, and there was no doubt these people were all standing on Gregory's side.
Apart from these people, there were even more who were coming and nearing the Raging Fire Bull.
How come this originally gentle, spawned beast that didn't even bother chasing him would suddenly become so irritable? And somehow, it has been continuously rushing towards his direction. This was definitely a deliberate act by someone.
Someone who dares to mess with an above silver rank spawned beast will certainly not be simple, so who could it be? Maxwell didn't have time to ponder these questions. The only thing he could do now was to level up! If he wanted to keep living, he had to level up!
This world followed the laws of the jungle, a world for only the strong. Wanting to continue living meant one had to be stronger than others. All conspiracies can be shattered with a single punch!
"Begin!" Gregory and those eight originally in position immediately rushed out!
"Whoosh!" Eight people descended with swords, pointing at Maxwell and their eyes filled with killing intent.
Maxwell's mouth sneered before smiling, "Constantine, you should retreat to the side first."
Constantine swept his eyes past the eight of them and showed a goofy grin, "Sir, I still have a few spawned beasts here that I haven't had time to cut off their heads. You should just continue with what you are doing while I finish up." He was very calm and didn't feel any pressure at all. After saying that, he continued with his own task.
Gwendolyn's figure flashed and immediately blocked in front of Maxwell. She pointed her sword at a person and shouted: "I want to see which one of you dares to harm him first."
Gwendolyn stared in anger while putting on an air that told everyone whoever dared to come at Maxwell, this lady will fight with her life on the line.
These eight were all at level 4 bronze rank! The strength of all of them striking at the same time was very powerful. It was simply too easy to deal with another person at the same level 4 bronze rank! When at the same level, there was no chance of winning when it was one versus eight!
But Maxwell's expression was very calm while his mouth formed a smug smile. "Gwen, move aside, and I'll take care of this myself."
"No!" She interjected. "Maxwell, they all have the strength at level 4 bronze rank. You are alone while there are eight of them, so there's no way I'm going to let them harm you." Gwendolyn didn't move away while her face became even more serious.
Gwendolyn's actions made Gregory, who was still in hiding, curse in his heart: "How cheap can you be?"
Because of Gwendolyn's unique status, the eight didn't make any moves while they awaited further commands from Gregory.
Gregory stepped out and, within the blink of an eye, had appeared in front of Gwendolyn and gently said: "Gwendolyn, why are you together with this bastard?"
"Bastard! Maxwell isn't a bastard." Gwendolyn glared at him before solemnly saying, "Gregory, you're the one I despise the most, so please don't keep calling my name."
Gregory's eyes changed while he lightly clenched his teeth. "Gwendolyn, you should move aside."
"I told you not to call my name again; Also, I'm not moving aside, there's no way I'm going to allow you to assault Maxwell." Gwendolyn was stubborn and didn't back away.
Maxwell was secretly moved by her support.
Since ancient times, there were only heroes saving beauties and not beauties saving the heroes. Maxwell was rather amused and pleased with this in his heart.
Gregory's face started to darken as a burning fire of rage rose to his head. He then cursed out, "How cheap can you get? Move away from here."
Immediately, Gregory made a move. A slap went straight to Gwendolyn's face.
Shock appeared on Gwendolyn's face as she never imagined Gregory would suddenly strike; thus, she didn't have time to respond. She wasn't prepared, but Maxwell had prepared early on.
The moment Gregory made his move, Maxwell also moved and threw out a punch to meet it. "Bam!"
The power of a palm and the power of a fist collided together. Maxwell's arm felt like it was going to fall off, as he never imagined Gregory had already levelled up to the next level.
Whether it was strength or speed, a level 4 bronze rank could not compare to someone at a level 2 bronze rank at all.
Maxwell's eyes darkened as he stepped backwards while feeling intense pain in his arm.
Sounds of cheers arose from the surroundings. "Sir Gregory is so powerful."
"Maxwell is not his opponent at all."
"Calling himself the Gillette Household Heir, he can't even receive a simple palm strike from Sir Gregory."
More and more Gillette Household junior members appeared in the location.
A mere palm strike forced Maxwell to step backwards, causing Gregory to be in the middle of the limelight. This feeling he was experiencing was simply too awesome.
Gregory stood in place and made a contemptuous laugh, "A bastard like you wants to fight with me?"
As he was saying this, his hands had already grabbed onto the momentarily confused Gwendolyn. He then smiled evilly, "Gwen, tonight you shall be my trophy."
He gently caressed Gwendolyn snow white cheeks, causing her whole body to tremble and her face to pale. Her strength at the level 3 bronze rank was completely suppressed by Gregory's level 2 bronze rank strength.
Fear appeared on Gwendolyn's expression.
Maxwell's rage exploded as he clenched his fists, "Gregory!"
"Hahaha..." Gregory started laughing out loud into the air, but then suddenly stopped. An expression of interest then appeared on his face, "Listen up, Gillette Household members: If a punch lands on Maxwell, you'll gain a single head of a spawned beast. Slash him once and you gain two; stab him once and you will gain three. Everyone who participates will automatically gain a head of a spawned beast to become a senior member of the Gillette Household.
As his voice faded, the gathered crowd started boiling in excitement.
Greed was seen in everyone's eyes as they stared at Maxwell in excitement. They all then started rushing forward to surround Maxwell. This was a perilous situation!
Gregory pointed at Maxwell and laughed: "You don't have anyone to back you up, and you don't have the strength when necessary. What do you have to fight against me? What are you going to take out to fight against me? Hahaha..."
No matter how Overdrive enhancement was, there's no way he could deal with this many people. Not to mention, there was still Gregory present, who was at level 2 bronze rank.
At this moment, Maxwell had entered a death trap!
"Thud!" The Raging Fire Bull knocked over a large tree. It then looked out at the crowd of people gathered here before roaring out hysterically.
The Raging Fire Bull was like an angry volcano as white mist came out of its nostrils. An aura of savageness exuded from its body, making it look like a god level!
In front was The Raging Fire Bull, and behind were Gregory and his crowd of hungry members.
No matter which angle one viewed this from, it all led to Maxwell's death.
Maxwell was quite annoyed when a Sabre-Tooth Tiger running away happened to dash past him. Maxwell viciously smashed down onto the Spawned beast's head.
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to Player Maxwell Gillette for killing a Sabre-Tooth Tiger."
"Reward: 200 XP, 20 mana."
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to Player Maxwell Gillette for levelling up."
"Level 3 bronze rank!"
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations to Player Maxwell Gillette for levelling up."
"Reward: Support Martial Technique, Puppet Master."
Maxwell swelled with Joy.