Instigator and Protector of Violence-Chapter 347: [Blood of the Sea Demon]

The pressure is still increasing.

On both sides.

The former allies are under pressure because they haven’t managed to take control, and the old man is constantly watching, forcing them to work harder.

On the Martinos Clan’s side, the pressure comes from the continuous force from the opponents.

Especially because they have fewer people.

No matter how hard Vasini has been working lately to train family members, the Mafia in the South District doesn’t have enough people available.

Even with Ethan quietly transporting family guards from the north, it’s still not enough.

Especially since they are on the defensive side.

Vasini can’t bring everyone to the frontline; many nodes need guarding. Otherwise, the scenario would be that they are fighting on the front lines while the rear has already fallen.

In the end, it comes down to foundation.

Little Ibia may be closed-off and chaotic, but it’s been developing stably for many years.

In this regard, Old Xi Wen’s contribution is undeniable; his strategy was right, closing its doors to any conflicts while continually absorbing new immigrants from the Old Continent.

Regardless of quality, in numbers, the former allies absolutely surpass most gangs in the Royal Capital.

After all, there are still too many people among the new immigrants who struggle to get enough to eat.

So, when Mollen and the other adopted sons temporarily put aside their personal grudges and worked together with all their strength, their offensive became exceptionally fierce.

Especially Mollen and the four of them, individually, perhaps none can rival Johnny Blackbird, but together, they prevent him from being distracted.

The result is that he can no longer spare his undead power to others.

Even Crenzo, with his madness, immediately noticed this. He stopped charging blindly and quickly warned everyone to be cautious.

Bullets can now take their lives.

Crenzo actually wanted to help Johnny Blackbird bear some of the pressure, but against the overwhelming level difference, he couldn’t intervene and almost became a burden.

Luckily, Vasini intervened in time to save him from having his throat ripped out by Terry’s special alchemical gloves when he turned abruptly.

Only Vasini could engage in this battle.

Because he had Throat-Cutter Neil.

Among the four adopted sons, one hidden master emerged, the blind Kyl. Despite being a level four real-name War God, he’s a rare martial arts expert. With his eyes wrapped in cloth, he displayed extreme agility and single-handedly held off Throat-Cutter Neil.

"Are you three capable or not? You’ve been at it for a long time without taking him down?"

Holding him off is one thing, but Throat-Cutter Neil is, after all, a high-tier real-name item that even killed Luca, and Blind Kyl’s body is already covered in scars.

On Johnny Blackbird’s side, he just had a few more cuts on his body. His formidable undead nature also comes with self-healing abilities.

Although he may not be very lethal in combat, he’s unbeatable in the not-being-killed aspect.

Neither Mollen’s army knife, the clown’s thrower knives, nor the iron gloves could cause him enough mortal wounds.

"I think you guys better step up, otherwise, your people might die faster."

Johnny Blackbird didn’t seem affected by his wounds; he continued to smile and taunt.

"Did you guys not eat before coming out tonight?"

These words didn’t anger the cold-blooded desperadoes, but the situation made them frown.

Because Johnny Blackbird’s blocking, they couldn’t advance, while their men kept falling.

Unable to join the main battlefield, Crenzo was leading others in a fierce attack on the former allies’ rabble.

This fully highlighted the difference between being well-trained and having no training.

The former allies may have many people, and more arrived with the other adopted sons, but most are new immigrants who just landed and picked up guns, many of whom barely knew how to shoot; at most, they were waving knives to act fierce.

Gathering such people only led to more chaos, and Crenzo and his group kept shooting them down, with the death toll rising.

Even though these people were meant to be cannon fodder, such casualties were unacceptable.

So the three exchanged a glance, seeming to make a firm decision, as they each took out a silver vial and drank it.

What seemed to be some sort of elixir caused blue-black things to ripple and flow beneath their skin as soon as they drank it.

The next moment, a sound like something growing resonated in the pitch-black rainy night.

Following that, the three adopted sons who drank the elixir suddenly grew a few centimeters, tearing their original clothes, their muscles bulging, and bizarrely sprouting dark verdant scales.

Even their faces changed, scales appeared there as well, their mouths grew fangs, and their eyes turned into vertical pupils.

"Sea Monster Blood."

Johnny Blackbird, who had been speaking lightly and tauntingly, suddenly had a grave tone.

Because he suddenly realized what these three had consumed.

It was a kind of poison, but also an elixir.

This stuff could temporarily increase combat power immensely, granting great strength, pain immunity, amphibious capabilities, and mysterious supernatural abilities.

The downside was, without timely detoxification or follow-up treatment after taking it, they might truly turn into irrational monsters.

In Moerma, Johnny Blackbird had personally killed such a monster.

And that was just one.

Now, there were three in front of him.

Moreover, it was raining tonight.

In the rain, these things’ combat power would be even stronger.

In just a moment of distraction, those three monsters disappeared.

Their speed had more than doubled.

When Johnny Blackbird realized, they were already close enough from three directions to surround him.

The army knife, iron gloves, and throwing knives pierced into Johnny Blackbird’s body simultaneously.

No matter if he was Undying Johnny, the impact made him spew a mouthful of blood, and his body couldn’t recover quickly for a while.

"You were right earlier, we didn’t quite fill up tonight; how about we make you this black bird our supper?"

"I have a suggestion, let’s take off his mask first; I’d like to see what this always hiding guy’s face looks like."

"Great idea!"

The three fully transformed adopted sons surrounded Johnny Blackbird, treating him as a real prey.

Vasini wanted to swing his blade to rescue him, but the blind Kyl had also drunk Sea Monster Blood at some unknown point, and with his mutated claws, caught Throat-Cutter Neil.