Marcelo did not just sit back and wait for death. With his palms spinning through the air, he took Tiana and Aaron’s strikes head-on. His body trembled violently, but in the chaos, he sent several weaker family heads flying with the shockwave alone.

With disheveled hair, he roared as he clashed directly with Ronald in fierce combat.

The two martial kings exchanged blows, and the shockwaves exploded outward, making everyone around them feel terrified.

Ronald’s face went pale as he grunted, forcibly swallowing back the blood that had surged to his throat. Marcelo, on the other hand, spat blood wildly on the spot and was sent flying backward.

From the nearby grave pit, Springflow dragged herself out and shrieked, “Mr. Byrne!”

Still midair, Marcelo roared back, “Don’t worry about me. Run now! Get out and avenge me later!”

Tiana’s figure flashed across the battlefield.

She broke away from the center, then with one precise kick, slammed her foot into Highmist’s chest. Blood gushed from his mouth in a violent spray, and he let out a twisted smile before collapsing lifelessly on the spot.

Tiana’s face remained completely cold. “Anyone who’s a threat to my dear son-in-law must die. Mr. Byrne, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for picking the wrong opponent.”

She flipped her palm and struck straight toward Springflow’s head, the blow merciless and fierce.

As Andrew’s mother-in-law, she had no intention of showing mercy, not when it came to eliminating threats.

Marcelo’s voice was filled with grief and rage. “Andrew! Even in death, I’ll never forgive you!”

He screamed as he charged forward, desperate to take Andrew down with him. Yet, it was useless.

Aaron struck with deadly precision, while Ronald poured all his might into finishing him.

For both Dragon Kings, removing Marcelo only brought benefits.

Though they did not strike, the other family leaders made sure Marcelo had no path to escape, ready to witness his fall.

Aaron’s fist slammed into Marcelo’s spine from behind.

The full power of a martial king burst through the blow, instantly snapping Marcelo’s back.

Ronald grinned viciously. “Marcelo, you’ve lived like a hero. It’s about time you die like one.”

With that, he stepped forward and slammed his palm onto Marcelo’s head.

“No!” Marcelo screamed, but his body was already too damaged to fight back.

His skull shattered like glass, and his eyes went blank, then dimmed until there was nothing left.

The once-feared Dragon King was no more.

“Mrs. Rhodes, wait! Don’t kill her just yet!” Andrew called out.

Tiana paused, sparing Springflow’s life.

Springflow’s face was soaked in tears as she crawled over to Marcelo’s corpse, howling in agony. Then, she turned and looked at Highmist’s already cold body and felt like her world had collapsed.

“Why? Why did it end like this? Everything was going so well… how did it come to this?!”

Clutching her face, Springflow dropped to her knees and cried uncontrollably.

Andrew walked over slowly and said calmly, “Those who kill will eventually be killed. The era of the Three Dragon Kings ruling Blumedale’s underground… is over.”

Springflow raised her head, eyes filled with hatred. “Andrew! One day, for Mr. Byrne, I swear I’ll find the chance to kill you with my own hands.”

Andrew chuckled. “Then I guess we’ll talk if you live long enough to see ‘one day.’ I’m sparing you, but only if you can prove your value.”

Springflow roared, “Don’t even think about it! I’d never betray Mr. Byrne! I won’t give up a single piece of information!”

Andrew smirked. “You’re not actually under the impression that you’re important, are you? Just because you’re keeping your mouth shut doesn’t mean others won’t spill the beans. From what I hear, Mr. Byrne has plenty of fair-weather subordinates.”

Springflow’s face went pale as she laughed bitterly. “Andrew, you really are despicable and shameless!”

Aaron volunteered, “Mr. Lloyd, Springflow was Mr. Byrne’s right-hand woman.”