Chapter 103

How is this guy so stubborn?

After suffering heavy losses among the family’s core members, Bobby Lane finally felt a deep sense of urgency—he had never taken the opponent seriously before.

Whether it was him, seeking to climb higher through the Lane family, or Sheep Heart, aiming to regain strength through the Lane family, neither could allow this family to decline.

Yet just as Li Ang had no way to kill his three thousand lives, the young man, whose abilities were all focused on “domination,” had no immediate means to kill Li Ang either—he could only order his “pawns” to block him while forcing key “pawns” to retreat early.

But for Li Ang, whose movement speed far exceeded that of ordinary people and whose “maximum range” exceeded one hundred meters, this response was ineffective—the Lane family’s core strength continued to dwindle rapidly!

Damn it! Why did they build so many useless things in this estate?

In the young man’s soul vision, a soul steeped in demonic energy repeatedly evaded pursuers by exploiting complex terrain and architectural features, darting left and right throughout the estate.

As soon as he got within a hundred meters, a deep purple soul flame would erupt instantly, and then another “himself” beside that person would joyfully snatch up the scattered fragments and swallow them all like a whale drinking a river dry.

Under this incredibly efficient single-target slaughter, barely two or three minutes had passed before over ten more were killed by the opponent—many who had been ordered to retreat early hadn’t even reached the ground floor yet.

Can’t stop him! Can’t stop him at all!

After controlling hundreds to guard several key members, only to see them all killed from over a hundred meters away, the young man—who had always appeared confident—finally panicked as he watched Li Ang advancing toward the western residential wing of the main building.

Those who lived near the main building were the Lane family’s true core members—not like the others who had been eliminated before! If even these were wiped out, forget surpassing the royal family—the Lane family would be torn apart and devoured within a month!

This can’t go on! I must eliminate him immediately!

“Thomas!!!”

Using his domination ability to instantly locate the position of a blond middle-aged man, Bobby Lane seized control of a nearby butler’s body and snarled at him:

“Why hasn’t that Li Ang been entered into the family register yet?”

“Huh?”

Startled by the sudden shout beside him, the blond middle-aged man turned to glare—just as he was about to rebuke, he suddenly realized: it was Lord Bobby controlling the butler’s body shouting at him.

“Right away! Right away!”

Hearing the anxious, furious voice of the “old butler,” Thomas shuddered violently and answered hastily:

“His name was just entered, but the elder in charge of family membership status isn’t here, so no one’s stamped it yet—I’m holding the register and heading to find him, it’ll take no more than a few minutes...”

“Boom!”

At that moment, the blond middle-aged man heard a loud explosion—the sixth-floor window of a small building three hundred meters away shattered, and an elderly man with white hair, barefoot and agile, leapt out the window and smashed headfirst onto the stone path below. ????

“You’re the new elder in charge of membership now.”

In the stunned gaze of the blond middle-aged man, the possessed “old butler” spoke coldly:

“Use your seal! If you haven’t entered him into the register within ten seconds, I’ll take over someone else!” !!!!

Hearing the “old butler’s” urgency, Thomas’s legs went weak—he collapsed onto the floor with a thud, then crawled toward a nearby servant, snatched the family register, flipped to the last page, and slammed his seal down with all his strength!

I won!

Seeing the crooked seal on the register and sensing the new member suddenly “connected” to his power, the “old butler” regained his formerly confident expression.

My current strength pales in comparison to my peak—I have almost no good way to deal with someone whose individual ability is so exceptional.

But as a former great demon, my rank is astonishingly high—once someone is drawn into the rules of my dominion, no one below a true god can escape its influence!

……

“Li Ang Lane!”

His consciousness instantly withdrew from the old butler’s body and entered a new one; Bobby Lane, now controlling this aged form, walked to the window, opened the third-floor pane, and shouted confidently toward Li Ang seventy or eighty meters away:

“Die!!!”

With that hoarse, icy command, Li Ang’s figure froze slightly—he felt his soul instantly pulled away and placed inside a “pyramid.”

Inside this unreal pyramid, nearly one hundred thousand souls were arranged from top to bottom; one soul on the second level issued an unchallengeable decree toward him...

But maybe I don’t have to obey?

Checking his soul’s position, he found it was also on the second level—Li Ang’s soul twitched slightly, then instinctively shot back a reply, and countered with a mental needle thrust.

“Fuck off!!!” ???

How is this possible?! Why are you also on the second level?!?!

“Puff!”

Bobby Lane, his command failed, stared wide-eyed—before he could even speak, his right eye went black, and he instantly lost control of the body—it had been killed by the opponent.

“Thomas!”

Sensing the situation had turned, he immediately repossessed the old butler’s body and roared at the blond middle-aged man, who sat panting on the floor:

“What did you do?!”

“Huh? What did I do?”

“That Li Ang Lane! He’s now one of the eligible heirs—he’s not my subordinate! Damn it! I told you to enter him as a collateral branch, not to grant him succession rights!”

“N-No! I didn’t!”

Frantically unfolding the register and flipping to Li Ang Lane’s page, the blond middle-aged man held it tremblingly before the “old butler”:

“I entered him as collateral branch, Lord Bobby! Look! It really is collateral branch!”

So it wasn’t a mistake?

After checking the register’s seal and confirming no error, Bobby Lane thought for a moment and realized—the damn bastard truly was a Lane family member, and one with succession rights!

His ability hadn’t triggered earlier because his name hadn’t been entered into the register—his status hadn’t been recognized. Now that his name was recorded, his succession rights were acknowledged.

Even if his succession order was low, under the rule of power hierarchy, I, still only an heir-apparent, have no authority to command him!

Then... there’s nothing I can do.

Gazing at the thick family register, the “old butler’s” expression darkened; he took a deep breath—and collapsed.

At the same time, a maid sleeping outside the Duke of Lionheart’s room suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, swiftly retrieved a pair of scissors from the cabinet, and strode toward the Duke’s bedroom...