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.

a sin, Jay Ares. Would you like to know the price to

could ascertain from his tone and intonation that this was indeed

and their kids, as well as to fulfill his own selfish desires, Jay decided

Angeline. The Ares family is

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"You're lying!" Cole roared.

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Cole caught it.

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dead when I'm done

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prideful smirk swam

bombs at Jay. Flames burst upon impact and the fire began to spread quickly, turning the area into a sea of burning flames.