Face-Slapping System

"Power, Double Transfuse!"

Razor exclaimed at the top of his lungs that moment he was done with the complicated hand seals.

Roland cursed at himself after not being able to stop Razor.

Blood-red energy immediately converged towards Razor. This time, Roland observed and clearly saw that two of the three cultivators that were being suppressed by Two and Three immediately fell to the ground.

They each held their own throat as their eyes widened in horror. Their tongues tucked out of their mouth as if they were choking into something and had trouble breathing.

The next moment, Roland looked at them in horror as their face started to wrinkle at the speed visible to the naked eye. He saw how the blood around their wounds dried up, as their body began to shrink, as if their fluids were sucked by something invisible.

Roland looked at Razor in rage and disbelief.

This person was truly ruthless.

"One, deal with him!" He shouted as he took a loaded gun from his magical storage ring.

Razor was getting stronger again, even Roland himself managed to feel it.

Out of all the Level One cultivators, only one remained standing.

Knowing that Razor might sacrifice the remaining one, Roland did not hesitate any longer as he fired a 45 caliber directly to glabella.

With his precision, and without the shield protecting the remaining one, the bullet tore through the air and immediately pierced the man's forehead. His eyes blanked out as he slumped to the ground dead.

Roland did not look at the body lying on the ground, afraid that he would feel the guilt. Instead, he focused his eyes on Razor, whose body was constantly getting stronger in front of their eyes.

"Hahaha! Fools! There's nothing you could do anymore. My Power Slaves are cultivated with the best treasures just so I could harvest them and make them into my own power once they are already ripe for the taking."

"With two live power slaves sacrificing their lives for me, I would at least break through to another level again. Killing one of them right now is already too late! Hahaha!" Razor laughed hysterically as the blood-red energy continued to converge towards him.

One arrived in front of him and delivered another unrestrained blow.

Boom!

Suddenly, a blood red shield was erected in front of Razor, shielding him from One's powerful attack.

"Hahaha! I told you it's no use. My 'Power Double Transfuse' allows me to sacrifice two of my Power Slaves and make me stronger. At the same time, it would also give me a temporary shield that will last until I finish absorbing all the power sacrifice," Razor ridiculed as he looked at One and the others as if they were dead meat.

Razor cracked his neck and knuckles as his power continued to accumulate.

One tried another punch, but to no avail. Roland could only order him to stop, all they could do now was wait for Razor to continue his power absorption.

At this moment, the Power Slaves that Razor had sacrificed had already turned to skinny wrinkled men. Their cheeks and eyes were sunken as if they had not eaten any food for a few months already.

"So, you seem to be the leader. Speak, before I dispose of all of you, tell me who sent you and I might make your deaths easier later," Razor said arrogantly as he looked at Roland.

Since earlier, he realized that Roland has been making the decisions for everyone.

Roland communicated telepathically with One and asked, 'One, can you still take him head on even after he break through to another level?'

'With his current strength, there's no way I will lose. If he upgraded one more time, he still won't be a match to me,' One replied confidently.

'He would only have a chance to defeat me if he somehow break's through to Early-Stage Level 4,' he continued.

One was a Peak Level 3, so it means that he would still be confident of facing an opponent that was a level higher than him. What was even more terrifying about One and the other guards were that according to the System, their energy was inexhaustible, and they would continue to operate as long as they did not die.

And speaking of levels, Roland was already aware that there were four stages in every level of Heaven Energy cultivators. They were Early, Intermediate, Last, and Peak. He obtained this information from Carrol after much probing.

For now, Roland did not know if it was the same kind of level system used by the System who would always label him at the Peak. He just didn't know if the Peak here was the same as the Peak of Heaven Energy cultivators.

Roland did not fall for Razor's tricks.

"No one sent us here. We just want to learn of one of your clients, that's all!" He said as he made his way beside One.

"Also, if you think that your Peak Level 2 strength could stop us, you're dreaming," he continued as he stared at Razor's reaction.

Roland actually did not know of Razor's strength. He only said this based on One's evaluation of Razor's threat level earlier.

Hearing that, Razor burst out into another fit of laughter behind the blood red shield.

"Peak Level 2? Hahaha! As I thought, you guys truly aren't real cultivators. You just happened to have stronger bodies that can contend with one. If not, you would have realized by now that I am no mere Peak Level 2, but instead in Early Level 3. However, that won't be for long either. In three minutes, you will witness the power of Intermediate Level 3- Hahaha! Let's see how far your prided body could contend with the new me later."

Hearing that, Roland's eyes lit up. With Razor's arrogance of revealing his strength, he could finally estimate the level of this opponent using the Heaven Energy Cultivator's level system.

After communicating with One, everything lined up together.

It seemed that the levels of both labels were just parallel to each other.

Roland's current body strength was comparable to a Peak Level 2 Heaven Energy Cultivator. Their level and strength were parallel to each other, it's just that Roland and the guards don't have this thing called Heaven Energy, hence, the Heaven Energy Cultivator of the same level might be troublesome for them to deal with due to their various mystical methods such as Razor's Power Slave.

Pure physical power alone would not be able to triumph over their techniques. Roland realized this fact. However, it could also be said that the cultivators' techniques would not be able to do anything to their sturdy bodies either.

Realizing this point, Roland no longer felt threatened about Razor all of a sudden.

If he could only become an Intermediate Stage Level 3, One would not have a problem pummeling him again at all as One was already at the Peak of Level 3.

After communicating with One, Roland stared at Razor as he waited for the latter to finish his 'level up animation'.

However, at this moment, Razor had still not realized that he was the one being cornered.

He looked at Roland with an arrogant expression and asked, "Speak, what is it that you want to know? I will answer one of your questions out of pity before I kill all of you!"

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