"Lord Head!!!! Release him right now, you absolute bastard!!!" a commander shouted from the back as a massive volley of sharp iron weapons came flying directly at him, wanting to kill him instantly on the spot.

"Hoh!!! So this is the legendary man himself?!!" Quinn made a casual side glance back toward Lyra, who simply nodded her head with her icy cold eyes... There was not even a single ripple of nervous emotion in her mind and thoughts, as Quinn could feel everything through their connection.

"Hahah!! Look at this... I honestly didn’t expect that you would come running right for me."

Shingg!! Shingg!! Shing!

The sharp sound of heavy metal hitting an extremely hard object echoed through the air, as the weapons only uselessly bounced back and slid to the other side.

Their fragile, desperate attempts were entirely useless against a true monster... Quinn’s raw numerical stats were like an absolute behemoth compared to a tiny ant.

The arrogant man, clearly the high-ranking leader of the defense force... maybe a Commander, was just a master warrior with basic stats ranging around 250+, making him a third-rate weakling compared to the monstrous other races Quinn had routinely fought before... even the basic attributes of a tier 3 creature were completely monstrous compared to the tiny insect currently trying to hurt him.

Quinn couldn’t hold his laughter, clutching the face harder as the upper part turned a blood red, becoming just too much for him to handle... at least the pig was tier 4, but still trash as ever.

Now Quinn understood why the system said that he only had a freaking two-inch erect penis! He was a hog to begin with... so it was understandable.

Maybe he wasn’t fat back then... but time really changes a person! Too bad his member didn’t change as his physique bloated... maybe it even became smaller!!!

"W-who are you?!!" The man panicked as he couldn’t fathom such a ridiculous display of strength, even his skin didn’t receive a single scratch!

How could that possibly be normal... they couldn’t even gauge his tier, let alone his power.

"Well... look at this." Quinn only spoke with amusement; the flailing frame of the brute he was holding was truly pathetic.

"STOPP!!! Don’t do anything further and put down our lord! You will regret it!!.." His voice was cracking... he didn’t want to believe it, but the life of his master was at the whim of the entity standing before them.

Quinn turned his head... looking at the captain like a helpless ant.

"Why would I stop? Do you think you can order me around?" His words carried the weight of authority... dominance ruled, and it was absolute.

The humans they victimized fell to that, and they knew that in their cores.

"Just put him down or you will regret it!" The warrior signaled the troops to surround his handful of MILFs... too bad for them, the four were even more ruthless than Quinn!

Slash!!!.. slashh!!! Slashh!!

Srkkk... Srkkk... Srkk...

Everything was cleansed; limbs fell as their armaments turned into dice when Lyra’s blade moved.

"Urghhh!!!"

The steel moved so fast that they didn’t even know what happened before they lost their appendages.

"Let’s end this... I don’t want to stay in this place anymore." The settlement reeked with the deeds of the bloodline that ruled this location.

Squash!!

Flesh and gore exploded as Quinn popped the head of the hog without blinking... of course, he was no saint, but his promise was binding.

’Neko... you know what to do.’ Quinn sent an order to Neko... who then disappeared from Lyra’s shoulder.

She had only one job... and it was to purge the area.

"I don’t know how many people you killed and how many unforgivable sins you all committed..." Quinn paused and looked up to the sky... he was now completely different from the Quinn back on Earth.

Maybe because this world won’t tolerate weakness, or maybe because it was his own desire.

Saint or monster... it didn’t matter to him, as it was his way of overcoming obstacles and standing at the peak.

Weakness is a sin... those were the terms that he drilled into his mind, and they won’t change.

...

"Let’s go... we will attend to Alice’s matters first. I need to properly introduce myself to the whole household first instead of doing such an unorthodox thing like this... I’m a pacifist man, after all." Quinn jumped back to the top of Neko, ready to venture again toward his next goal.

As for the cleanup... Neko used her natural instincts to search for those figures who reeked of unforgivable sins, wiping out the entire lineage of the hog along with more servants and guards... while those innocent folks were spared so they could live with freedom and peace.

The tyrant pig of their province was finally gone; Quinn didn’t forget to paste his corpse at the center of the plaza, showing them the death of a swine.

Many were shocked... but most of them felt thankful for what Quinn did; at least their endless sufferings would finally end.

Quinn didn’t give a shit about the gratitude the citizens were spewing; the silhouettes from the Crucible made him totally hateful toward such noise.

"That was easy..." Lilith spoke, as the walls got smaller and smaller as they moved further away.

"Hehe... of course it was, it’s Quinn, after all." Lyra felt happy; some weight in her heart vanished, as it was somewhat fulfilling that it happened.

There was not even a speck of regret in her gaze; the Crucible was really not for a weak-willed being.

"Maybe we will get more company in the following days. How I want to stretch my muscles," Lilith spoke again... all of them expected some retaliation from the Silverglade after the brutal loss they received two days ago.

So, anticipating that they would send more masters and even stronger ones to hunt them down... it was already a given, so it was not a total surprise to them.