In a second, the men were soaked in sweat.
Calvino looked away and at Herd, who instinctively took a step back, while his men at his feet continued to scream in agony.
One of them slammed his head against the steps, killing himself instantly.
That wasn't the worst part. When the others saw that he was dead, they actually showed expressions of relief and started banging their heads against the steps.
Fearing they weren't quite dead, these people used great force, and the blood flowed down the steps like rain.
“I heard,” Calvino said, ignoring the devastation on the ground, “that you are all that’s needed for the initiation ceremony.”
Heard's face darkened; he understood Calviello's meaning.
"Your goal tonight isn't Aferona at all, it's me, isn't it?"
“You are both,” Calvinok couldn’t contain his expression, a smug and arrogant smile spreading across his face, “but you are more important than her.”
Once he subdues Herd, it's equivalent to him having undergone the initiation ceremony. Coupled with his own torment... Calvino doesn't know who else can resist his subjugation.
Cardinals won't do, nuns won't do, and even the Pope won't do!
“Herd,” Calvino exhaled a hot, heavy breath, barely managing to regain his composure, “if you swear to me that you will always be my deputy chief, my most trusted family member.”
"...Yes, you will be the family member I trust the most."
As he watched the smile slowly appear on Herd's face, Calvino felt a chill creep down his spine for no reason. The way the other man controlled his emotions was so similar to his own.
Bang!
Calvino was suddenly subdued and his face was pressed to the ground.
The one who took action was Gregory, his most trusted subordinate who was always by his side.
Gregory, the Instinct Steel, is not steel reinforcement in building materials, but rather steel reinforcement with a fascia-like structure.
He possesses immense strength and is impervious to bullets.
“My target is also you and Aferona, and coincidentally, you are even more important to Aferona,” Hed laughed wildly.
"When did this happen?" Calvino asked in a trembling voice, his wide eyes seeing only dirt.
“Before the value game begins,” Hurd walked over, his leather shoe stepping on Calvino’s ear, “the oath remains valid.”
He couldn't help but laugh out loud twice more: "Calvino, die, or swear allegiance to me, choose!"
A long silence followed.
Heard didn't urge him. The more impatient he became, the more patient he was. Once he had the torment, not only the Mafia, but all of Italy, no, Europe, would be his!
Calvino slowly began, "I swear."
"Very good!" Hed's emotions exploded instantly, his voice trembling at the end.
He took out the statue of the Virgin Mary that he had prepared beforehand, placed it in Calvino's left hand, and then used a dagger to cut Calvino's right hand.
Out of excitement, the dagger cut a little deeper, the blade trembling slightly inside the flesh.
He dripped the blood from his right hand onto the statue of the Virgin Mary.
"Calvino, are you willing to swear an oath in blood before the saint to forever abide by the gang rules and never betray the family?" As the ancient ritual began, Heder's heart calmed down inexplicably.
"I'll send it—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
"Huh? What's going on? Calvino!" Heard was both surprised and angry.
Gregory released Calvino and stepped aside. Heard saw ten iron arrows emerge from the steps, pierce Calvino's body, and bend under Gregory's steel bars.
The ID card slipped to the ground, and blood flowed from between Calvino's body and the steps, quickly mixing with the blood of Herd's men's corpses.
"Who?!" Herd roared, his eyes turning red.
A grand dream was about to be realized, but it was interrupted at the last moment!
Whoosh!
A strong wind swept in from the darkness.
Gregory took a step forward and stood in front of Hurd.
The whip-like object, upon approaching, transformed from a lashing motion into a binding motion, entangling Gregory's body and lifting him up until his toes were off the ground.
"ah!
"Gregory roared, his arms bulging as he exerted all his strength."
There was no sound, like someone holding a machine gun and firing at the sea without making a sound.
"Slap! Slap!"
Accompanied by applause, several figures walked up the steps.
"I've heard that Italian theater is very famous, and it certainly lives up to its reputation." The leader, a figure in the distance, spoke fluent English.
Heard glanced behind him and saw several wisps of gray mist flying over the corpses of his men, coming up from there.
He felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him, making him feel cold all over.
“I…I can swear an oath,” he said, his teeth chattering.
"No." The figure in the model lake lowered his hand and put it behind his back. "I need your ID card."
Herd's expression changed, and he subconsciously thought that the other party was going to kill him.
“‘The Lord’ is willing to give you a chance, so why don’t you hand over your identity card!” Hearing Aferona say this, he realized that the other party wanted to control him through the identity card.
Without hesitation, Heder took out his ID card and handed it over.
With my abilities, the other party will definitely not harm me, and my future status will not be low.
Aferona took the identity card and handed it to Li Changzhou.
Li Changzhou glanced at it, and the black mist stretched out its 'hand', snatched Renato's flesh-and-blood thorn, and placed it on Heder's identity card.
Hed watched the figure in front of him with trepidation, guessing its identity and wondering what opportunity he might have to turn the tide.
Suddenly, his eyes darted around and he caught sight of another figure in black mist standing next to the figure in the lake.
The humanoid black mist was tall, over 2 meters high, and its black mist was constantly flowing, yet it always maintained its human form.
"Ah...ah..."
Li Changzhou stared at Heder, who was muttering incoherently, and fell into deep thought. Was he dumbfounded?
What's going on with this black mist? Can't it just restrain its power?
"ah!
"!" Herd suddenly shouted.
Li Changzhou was secretly pleased; this was a clear-headed voice.
"Ah! Ah!" Hed took a step back and fell on the steps.
He scrambled and crawled, trembling, to hide in a corner of the alley.
Tears streamed down his face, his whole body trembling. The 1.8-meter-tall Mafia member cowered there like a bullied stray dog, staring at Li Changzhou with fear and despair in his eyes.
"Invincibility Begins with Sacrificing to the Ancestral Master"
Li Changzhou thought for a moment and instructed Aferona: "Take him back, treat him well with good food and drink, and see how he is tomorrow morning."
“Yes.” Aferona glanced at Hed out of the corner of her eye.
He was more pitiful and more terrifying than he had been tortured.
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