Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 552: 350 Sky_2

Chapter 552: Chapter 350 Sky_2

The moment they saw Ernest Nango, the Nango Family members were stunned. Why would Ernest want to tarnish the Nango Family? They had considered countless possibilities earlier, even taking into account the enemies that the family had made over the decades, but they never thought it would be Ernest Nango.

“Ernest Nango, you were the Young Master of the Nango Family. How could you betray us to the enemy Lord, Cain Scarlet? You are the one who will cause the downfall of our family!”

“The family has always treated you well, and your father is the Family Head. What could you possibly have said to Cain Scarlet? Confess everything now!”

“Ernest Nango, in the name of the family, you need to clarify the facts. If our family suffers loss, you must repay it a hundredfold.”

At these accusations, Ernest Nango simply chuckled, “Gratitude? Young Master? You really confuse hypocrisy with fact. If you truly cared about past graces, if you really valued my position as the Young Master, why would you want to replace me after my power has waned?”

Looking at their faces now, Ernest felt both repulsion and satisfaction. They had once held his future as Young Master in their hands. Now, they were easily slandering him, not even sure if they could survive under the hands of Cain Scarlet.

The Nango Family members suddenly realized that Ernest was harboring a grudge over this matter. That’s why he intended to seek revenge on everyone. After understanding everything, they became even more furious. Why couldn’t they sacrifice a little for the family? How could they be so petty as to seek vengeance over any small grievance?

The Elders pointed at Ernest Nango and told Cain Scarlet, “Don’t believe his words. He is merely seeking revenge. The Nango Family is truly innocent. We are willing to swear to prove our innocence. As for Ernest Nango, you can do whatever you wish with him. The Nango Family doesn’t care.”

“You don’t care?” Cain Scarlet laughed, “He is the Young Master of your family. You are ready to abandon him at the slightest disagreement. You are really ruthless. Your cold-hearted attitude is actually making me more suspicious of your guilt.”

“Indeed, I killed Abel Scarlet. It’s all due to the manipulation of the family elders. Even though they are unwilling to admit it, they are just afraid of your revenge. I am wracked with guilt, which is why I’m willing to tell the truth.”

“Every word is the truth. There is no intentional desire for revenge. Though I’ve lost my position as Young Family Master, I believe you are wise enough to discern who is lying. Would I dare to kill Abel Scarlet on my own?”

Ernest Nango’s words were indeed moving. Without significant backing, he wouldn’t have had the guts to act alone. After all, Abel Scarlet was the son of the enemy Lord. Even a minor injury would trigger a war between the two Lords.

Cain Scarlet stared at the members of the Nango Family, growing impatient, “Since none of you are willing to tell the truth, time for a lesson. Even if I have to kill every last one of you, to avenge my son’s death. All of this is because you refuse to admit the truth.”

At his words, a hundred of the promising young disciples of the family suddenly Collapsed to the ground, shocked to their cores. Fear spread throughout everyone else, who worried for their own fate.

No one dared to fight against Cain Scarlet. Everyone knew that he was already a Quasi-Saint. The only one present who could match him was Lord Sandy Wexler; none of the others stood a chance.

People were terrified, some even begging, “Ancestor, don’t kill me. I may belong to the Nango Family, but I rarely interact with them. Could you please let me go? I would be eternally grateful.”

Cain Scarlet’s face remained cold and unmoved. Having arrived initially with the intention to punish only the murderers and their accomplices, he did not plan to harm innocent people. However, with the Nango family’s blatant disregard for reason, he felt compelled to be ruthless.

After all, who would show compassion for his son, Abel Scarlet? Abel had been poisoned unaware and died pitifully. Abel was a talented individual, the future Lord, whom he had nurtured since childhood.

“There are only over a thousand of you. How many attacks can you withstand?” Cain Scarlet said coldly. “The same old saying – stop pretending. Admit your crimes and those who are innocent will be spared. If you continue to deny it, all of you will die together.”

“Ernest Nango, you are the cause of the Nango Family’s destruction. Do you really want to see your family members die?” An elder of the Nango Family roared at Ernest Nango, wishing he could kill Ernest personally. They were obviously unaware of everything that had happened.

Cain Scarlet’s glance silenced everyone. They calmed down in their anger and began to think. They had to prove the innocence of the Nango Family. It was plainly a slander against them, but it seemed impossible to clear their name.

The more they defended themselves, the more Cain Scarlet became disgusted. Perhaps he wouldn’t just kill a hundred people as a warning. Maybe everyone would have to suffer. Did they really have to accept Ernest’s slander and confess to killing Abel Scarlet?

Once they confessed, it seemed that Cain Scarlet would not let them off either. After all, wouldn’t it be ridiculous if the murderer could be let go easily? Everyone in the Nango Family was thrown into bewilderment and fear. No matter what they did, they seemed destined to die.

Undeterred by fear, one member whispered, “We are destined to die anyway. Why not fight back? Maybe we can break through? Even though the odds are one in ten thousand, it’s still better than cowering in fear and waiting for death.”

However, as soon as this suggestion was made, it was immediately rejected by everyone. They knew that even if their strength increases a hundredfold, they could not match a Quasi-Saint. They might as well take one step at a time. Perhaps some members of the Nango Family could still survive?

Gloom spread among the people. They had previously been very proud as part of the Nango Family. Now, they were thinking how nice it would be if they were not part of the Nango Family. Then they wouldn’t have to face such bad luck today.

Then, someone had a brainwave, “Elders, I have an idea. We can’t fight against Cain Scarlet, but we could use Sandy Wexler, our Lord. Even though the Lord will not help us, if we force him to act by provoking a conflict between the two Lords?”

“Explain clearly,” the Elders said, their eyebrows furrowed. This man was known for his innovative ideas. Besides, they were desperate now. They urged him to be bold and speak up. After all, the Nango Family might not survive much longer.

“Since we’ve already offended a Lord, why not implicate Sandy Wexler in it as well? We can surely accuse him as well, let’s just confess that the death of Abel Scarlet was orchestrated by Sandy Wexler. Would that trigger a fight between the two Lords?”

Encouraged by the Elder’s assurance, the man spoke, “This is our only chance of survival. If the Lords fight, we can take advantage of the chaos to escape. Even though we would be offending both Lords and our family will never recover.”

The moment they heard this, the Elders fell silent and gasped for breath. There’s no denying it was an extremely ruthless plan. If Cain Scarlet fell for it, they might have a chance. On the other hand, if Sandy Wexler became angry, they could be wiped out instantly.

But they had to admit there was no other good option available. Since they were already prepared to meet their end, why not take a chance? If they succeeded, they could escape and who knows where they could hide in the vast world?

The Nango Family Master was extremely worried, “Isn’t this too risky? Let me think it over. Don’t act rashly. Once we offend both Lords, our path forward will be very narrow, and our chances of survival will be slim.”