I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

"Oh no, sir!" Leke ran in with his clothes disheveled, breathing heavily.

Each and every one of them is his ancestor. Not only is Chris here, but Fanta, who usually knows his limits, seems like a different person.

Cedric pulled his clothes together and glanced at him: "What happened?"

Le Ke glanced at him cautiously, stood straight and bowed slightly.

"Chris and Fanta got into a fight."

Fanta was raised by him personally, how could he lose to that idiot who grew up in a sugar jar?

"If they want to fight, let them do it. They are full of energy and have nowhere to vent."

Cedric just said it lightly, and without thinking too much, he could guess the reason why the two were fighting.

He hasn't used these childish tricks to win favor for hundreds of years.

"Ah?" Lie Ke looked up, somewhat incredulous. Why did the adults agree with him so much?

"But, the two of them were fighting in the garden, the precious flower seeds you transplanted earlier..."

Before he finished speaking, Cedric had already opened the balcony door and jumped down, passing by like a gust of wind.

The flowers in the rainy season are not afraid of the baptism of heavy rain. They look delicate but not delicate. On the contrary, after experiencing the hardships, they will bloom with more beautiful stamens. Therefore, the guards did not transplant the plants in the garden to other places.

If you want to fight, then fight. But you absolutely cannot destroy his treasures!

Cedric walked barefoot on the ground. The rapid rain fell on him, but failed to leave any marks on him. It was as if there was an invisible barrier on his body, isolating and blocking everything. The barrier emitted a faint light, bathing him in a fluorescent glow.

The sky was dark, but two figures in the distance were particularly eye-catching.

The two bodies, one silver and one black, kept colliding and then separated. Neither of them used weapons, but the most primitive flesh collision. Chris's eyes were already red from killing, and two sharp teeth could be seen through his slightly opened mouth.

All orcs in the Beast World, no matter how gentle and kind they are, have such sharp teeth. Except on purpose, they will only be revealed when they cannot control their form.

Fanta's situation is much better than Chris's. He has learned a lot from Cedric and is able to maintain stability and impartiality. Even when facing an enemy weaker than himself, he will never be careless or underestimate them. Therefore, Chris cannot gain any advantage from him.

"I have never seen a beast king weaker than you. You only have realm but no control over your strength. The famous Silver Moon Clan is no more than this!"

Although he mocked her, Fenta knew that Chris's talent could be described as terrifying. When they first started fighting, he was completely unskilled, but within just a few rounds, he was able to see through the gaps. His fighting instincts were ridiculously strong, and more importantly, his learning ability. He was imitating himself.

More importantly, this guy fights as if he doesn't care about his life. As long as he finds an opportunity, he will scratch him in exchange for injuries, like a madman.

Chris did not refute his words. His chest heaved violently, more bloodshot appeared in his purple eyes, and his shirt was stained with blood. The rain washed it down, dyeing the bright color into light red.

He swung his hand, and a pure white whip appeared out of thin air. Chris held the long whip that emitted a bright silver light and swung it gently, and a beautifully trimmed potted plant fell to the ground instantly.

Seeing him take out his life-defining weapon, Fenda narrowed his eyes slightly, and two semicircular rings appeared on the palm of his hand, which were shaped like the mandarin duck axe in ancient times, but they were larger and deep black, as introverted as he was.

After the perfect fusion of the magic weapon and the beast king, it can be transformed from an external object into a natal weapon. Controlling it is like controlling the power of blood, and it can be summoned at will.

Most people cannot achieve this level, so most people carry their magic weapons close to their bodies.

It’s okay if it’s small, but if you encounter one that’s big and heavy, it will be troublesome.

There was only one voice in Chris's mind at this moment, and that was to become stronger. As long as he became strong enough, he could find his brother back.

And fighting is the fastest way to become stronger.

That's why he provoked Fanta. Fanta didn't bother to pay attention to him, but Chris not only laughed at his appearance, but also said that Cedric was known as the most handsome man, but he kept an ugly beast by his side. With his appearance, he could only find a member of the same species to comfort each other in this life.

Chris has a sharp tongue and knows where it hurts the most. One or two words is still tolerable, but if it’s too much, even a person with a good temper will not be able to stand it.

The two of them started fighting.

The flexible long whip was at a disadvantage from the start against the changing double axes.

Cedric saw what Chris was thinking and sneered. He was indeed Clorin's younger brother. The two brothers were alike, both of them were quiet.

Le Ke, who arrived late, also looked at the two people in the distance, "Sir, why don't you stop them?"

Cedric folded his arms and watched at ease. If you ignore the plants they destroyed, it is indeed a scene worth watching.

"Fenda, don't worry, use all your strength. It's okay to cripple him. Just ask Larrick to heal him."

Leko wiped the rain off his face and asked, "Sir, what on earth are you talking about?"

Is this a personal revenge? Beating Clorin's brother to a pulp?

"Sir, this is not a good idea, right?" Lie Ke said weakly.

Fanta also looked at him with concern, and only after getting Cedric's approving nod did he stop hiding his strength.

Cedric just looked at his flowers with pity, then turned and walked back.

"Lie Ke, have you forgotten the Silver Moon Clan's talent? To nourish war with blood."

Lie Ke was stunned. This kind of thing was no secret, of course he knew about it. Although this talent was strong, not everyone could control it.

Feeding on blood, the more you fight, the braver you become. While becoming stronger by bathing in blood, you are also heading towards madness.

This kind of talent requires extremely strong control, or what is commonly known as rationality. It is precisely because he knows his brother's character well that Krollin does not want him to follow his old path.

He knew how difficult that road was, so he paved an easy and smooth path for Chris.

He thought he could protect his brother for life, but unexpectedly, Chris ended up following his old path.

"Aren't you afraid that he will go crazy? There are quite a few people in the Silver Moon Clan who go crazy every year because of breakthroughs, right? From your perspective, Chris's condition seems a little off."

Cedric hissed and nodded in agreement, "Indeed, it's none of our business if he goes crazy. He went crazy because he used his talent, not because we forced him crazy. Just send him back. It's his own choice."

Su Tang was not asleep yet. After being woken up by the unusual noise, she went downstairs and happened to run into Cedric who was returning to his room.

"I see someone is fighting in the garden?"

"Well, don't worry about them. Chris asked for it."

She was still a little worried, "Not because of me?"

"I found that you have another advantage, confidence." Cedric said teasingly.

Su Tang raised her eyebrows in confusion. Was this saying that she was narcissistic? Fortunately, she was not too shy, so she didn't blush at all.

"It's not because of you. Don't worry about them. Just give them a beating."