Sir Ares, Goodnight

Alas, the guards of Tourmaline Estate did not fare as well as Jay Ares.

By the hands of the Doomsday Organization, broken necks, dismembered limbs, and separated torsos splayed all over the place... it was a gruesome sight.

Right at that moment, a special bat-like aircraft landed and a man in a white-hooded cloak descended from it.

The Spiriter immediately approached to report. "The radar has shown a total of 1780 deaths within Tourmaline Estate, Young Master, out of a total of 1990 mortality cards."

"There are still 206 of them left inside. Get rid of them."

As usual, the young master gave a curt order. "Find me the identities of the dead."

Jay's heart chilled. There should be 210 people left. Considering 1780 out of 1990 members of the Tourmaline Estate had died, who were the four members left?

"Cole Yorks!" Jay suddenly yelled.

"You can't hide from me!"

The man in the white cloak and white fox-shaped mask walked over.

sin, Jay Ares. Would you like to know

changer, Jay could ascertain from his tone and intonation that

well as to fulfill his own

Aunt Chloe seduced my uncle and gave birth to Angeline. The Ares family is a virtuous name and we'll never recognize such merciless evildoers like you

say?" Cole had always held himself as

himself pushed to despairing limits by Jay's

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"You're lying!" Cole roared.

You could always just take Zetty's hair for a DNA test if

him a small

Cole caught it.

I've suddenly stopped loving Angeline? It's because

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dead when

a finger at Jay. "What are the rest of you waiting for? Get the weapons

swam in

bats took off and began to drop countless new biochemical bombs at Jay. Flames burst upon impact and the fire began to spread quickly, turning the area into a sea of burning flames. Meanwhile, Jay whizzed through