After quickly getting rid of Yimia, Yang Ling casually picked up his strange staff and threw it into the spatial ring to store it. Although this staff looked extremely strange, obviously, it was also a rare treasure. At the same time, he didn't let go of any spoils of war on Yimia's body, including the Blood Spirit War Boots and Flame Ring.

  Looking at the enormous corpse of the nine-headed snake monster, Yang Ling gritted his teeth and simply stored it entirely in his spatial ring. Such a terrifyingly large magical beast would definitely be able to condense many rare blood pearls, perhaps even more than what he had gained from hunting in the Trasen Forest for several months.

  "Damn it, burn this devil!"

  "Drag his corpse through the streets!"

  .....

  It wasn't until Yang Ling picked up the massive corpse of the nine-headed snake monster that the onlookers gradually came back to their senses. Some suggested burning the desiccated body of Emiya, while others who had suffered at the hands of the Anka family were still unsatisfied and wanted to drag his corpse out for a public display.

  Looking at the turbulent townspeople, Yang Ling thought of the magnificent castle of the Anka family and made a move in his heart. He decided to take drastic measures and eradicate the problem once and for all. In a loud voice, he said: "Brave warriors, Imia has been defeated, but his minions are still lurking in the castle. What should we do?"

  "Storm their castle and slaughter all their minions!"

  "Kill them and use their heads as an offering to appease the wrongly deceased spirits!"

  .....

  Under Yang Ling's instigation, the hatred accumulated over the years erupted like a volcano, with high morale. Yimia was already dead, and with the powerful Yang Ling backing them up, they couldn't wait to bloodily cleanse the Anka family's castle.

  "Haha, clever! So young and yet you know how to stir up public sentiment!" The black-robed old man nodded his head in approval once again as he watched Yang Ling prepare to cut the grass and eliminate the roots.

  "Hum, detestable! They've taken away all the spoils of war, not leaving a single piece behind!" Merile remembered Emiya's top-grade magical equipment, especially that snake-shaped blood scepter revered as a sacred object by dark mages.

  After a moment of contemplation, the old man in black said slowly: "Merrils, there are many mysterious magical beasts on the other side, and it's not wise to take action lightly. Remember! Perhaps, the Snake Witch's staff being in his hands isn't necessarily a bad thing!"

  After the shocking and thrilling war, the Snake Witch's Blood Scepter must have caught the attention of the Vatican. At this critical juncture, the old man in black did not want to create unnecessary trouble. After all, compared to the large number of vengeful spirits sealed by the Holy Dragon Elpazino, the Snake Witch's Blood Scepter was relatively secondary.

  "Yes, I understand!" As the black-robed old man spoke solemnly, Meriel secretly calculated how to get her hands on the legendary Snake Witch's Blood Scepter. Once she got it, she believed she could instantly advance from a junior great magician to a senior great magician, or even break through to a junior magic conductor.

  As the closed disciple of Hei Yi Lao Ren, coupled with her family's power, Mei Rui'er had everything she needed since childhood. She believed that even if she didn't lift a finger, Yang Ling would still obediently hand over the Snake Demon Blood Scepter. In front of her charm, there had never been a man who wasn't infatuated, and young Yang Ling wouldn't be an exception either.

  On this side, Meryl secretly calculated, on the other side, Yang Ling quickly planned how to break through the Anka family's castle at the smallest cost. After making arrangements, he led the mighty allied army to kill all the way.

  Surround three and strike one, attacking the heart is the top priority!

  The castle of the Anka family is situated on a mountain and by a river, easy to defend but hard to attack, it's the most magnificent castle within thousands of kilometers. Yang Ling understood that if he launched a direct attack, even if he won, he would have to pay a heavy price, so he thought of this clever plan "surround three and strike one".

  Yimia has been defeated, the warriors in the castle are leaderless and disheartened. With our superior numbers and momentum, the warriors holed up in the castle will surely be demoralized and unwilling to fight. Yang Ling believes that if we surround the castle on three sides and launch a fierce attack, most of the warriors will flee or surrender without a fight through the remaining gate.

  The Ankas' castle, originally known as the Visen Castle, covers an area of dozens of golf courses, nestled in the mountains and by the water. The walls are made of solid black basalt, while the floors are paved with smooth marble slabs, majestic and luxurious. For thousands of miles around, no one does not know this place, which is also the origin of the name Visen Town.

  Legend has it that Wiesenburg Castle is an ancient castle left over from a distant past. Some say this was once the summer palace of some king, where reliefs of large groups of people and horses can occasionally be found in certain corners. Others claim that this was once the holiday resort of a wealthy magnate who could rival nations, where servants would occasionally dig up exquisite works of art.

  Some also say that this place was once a gathering point for many dark sorcerers or undead witches, and people often hear the wailing of ghosts in the dead of night, or see ghostly apparitions floating around the garden. No one knows who built this magnificent castle, nor does anyone know how many years it has been standing.

  After ordering the crowd to heavily surround the east, south and north gates of Visen Castle, Yang Ling deliberately did not deploy any soldiers at the west gate. He then ordered Kassy to lead the charge against the east gate with Imia's head held high.

  As expected, seeing Yang Ling and his men in large numbers with a mighty momentum, plus witnessing the head of Emiya, the warriors inside the castle lost their will to fight. Some people walked out with their hands up to surrender, while others fled hastily from the west gate, hoping to escape after entering the Tras forest.

  The warriors who fled in a flurry from the west gate did not know that the west gate, which seemed to be a lifeline on the surface, was actually a dead end. There, Yang Ling had set up a heaven and earth net. In front of the so-called mountain warriors, in front of the forest elves who were swift as wind, in front of Yang Ling's magic beast army, they were powerless to fight back.

  Total victory!

  In just half a day, Yang Ling took down the Visen Castle and captured almost all of Imia's henchmen. Among them was the black-robed strategist Gud who had disguised himself as a slave in an attempt to escape.

  After taking control, Yang Ling gathered all the townspeople and held a public trial for Anka's family of culprits. The women were sent to the gallows, while the men were taken to the guillotine. Except for the strategist Gu De being secretly imprisoned, all the other culprits were executed on the spot, bringing great joy to the people.

  As the former tyrants fell one by one, people cheered and jumped for joy, some even cried with happiness. For so many years, how many people were forced to separate from their wives and children by the vampire-like Anka family, and how many people were forced to be homeless!

  That night, excited people flooded the streets, surging towards the Night Fragrance Wine House where Yang Ling was, presenting their gifts one after another.

  Merchants presented boxes of crystal coins, hunters offered their treasured beast cores... and even a poor, down-on-her-luck old woman gave Yang Ling a whole big plate of pancakes. To her, the pancakes with a bit of meat filling were already the most delicious food under the sky.

  In people's eyes, Yang Ling is not only a great benefactor who helps himself take revenge, but also a reliance for his future life. As long as Visen Town has him in charge, there is no need to worry about the revenge of the remaining members of the Anka family, nor worry that one day another tyrant like Yimia will come again.

  Look at the many honest businessmen and simple townspeople, look at the many elderly people and women who are overjoyed to tears. Yang Ling didn't say much nonsense either. He ordered his servants to present each of them with a cup of delicious rum and publicly announced that all fine wines would be half price that night.

  Carnival, thorough carnival!

  Under the stimulation of a large amount of fine and cheap wine, people stayed up all night, and the whole town of Weisen was boiling. Yang Ling's name, like a warm current at the end of autumn, spread to every corner of the small town.

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