The Grandmasters were all captured and tied up properly.

Thirteen made sure to press on their Paralyze Acupoints, preventing them from moving their bodies aside from their heads and mouths.

Without hesitation, he took them all inside his Mobile Fortress because he didn't want his Grandfather, or anyone for that matter, to get their hands on them.

Right now, these Agents were looking at Thirteen with fearless expressions on their faces.

"No matter what you do, even if you use torture, you will not get any information from us!" the Leader of the Agent shouted.

They had been trained to withstand any kind of torture, so their pain tolerance and mental strength were very high.

None of them brought any poison with them to end their lives because they didn't think that they would be captured while doing such an easy mission.

Also, even if they had poison with them, they didn't have the guts to kill themselves because they didn't want to throw their lives away.

At most, they would try to negotiate with the Leventis Family and handle this matter using proper channels.

Besides, they weren't ordered to kill or harm any members of the Leventis Family, including their guests.

They would use that as a bargaining chip to settle any dispute.

Although they might have to heavily compensate the Leventis Family for trespassing in their property, with their backer, they believed that everything would be settled just fine.

"I don't use torture on people," Thirteen replied with a smile. "I have no intention to ask you any questions either."

The Agents were surprised after hearing the teenage boy's words. However, their surprise suddenly changed to anxiety.

If Zion had no intention of asking them questions, didn't that mean that he had no need for them?

If he had no need for them, wouldn't that mean that their lives were useless to him?

"Are you going to kill us?" the Leader of the Agents, who went by the name Gideon, asked solemnly.

Thirteen stared at the middle-aged man with dark-brown hair and green eyes with a faint smile on his face.

"Why would I kill you guys?" Thirteen blinked in confusion. "I just want all of you to meet my friend, Giga."

The Agents all looked at the three-meter-tall skunk, who waved at them in a friendly manner as if saying "hi" to them.

Blacky, Hercules, the Ogres, and Trolls had already retreated. They were all looking at the agents with pity in their eyes, for they already knew what was going to happen next.

Soon, screams filled with horror spread in the surroundings, which made Pica and Pico, who were perched on a nearby tree branch, laugh. The little pocopocos were sadistic and enjoyed the suffering of others.

Ten minutes later...

"We'll talk!" Gideon shouted. "Ask us any questions! Just please, have mercy!"

"That's right!" one of the Agents said with a face filled with injustice. "We had no intention of harming any member of your family. We were only told to double-check if there were any Serpent Scales from the Majin King lying around inside your residence!"

"Of course, if we see any scales, we are told to steal them! Our employer is the Patriarch of the Ashford Clan, Claude Ashford. Do you really want to mess with one of the Monarch Clans?!"

"We can still all talk about this and come to a compromise! There's no need to use such underhanded methods!"

"I'd rather you torture us than suffer this punishment! This is very inhumane!"

"That's right! This smells worse than shit!"

The eight Agents shouted their complaints one after the other.

All of them had been trained to withstand pain, but none of them had been trained to withstand the horrifying power of Giga's Giga Destroyer.

"I see." Thirteen nodded. "Why are all of you telling me these things? Like I said, I don't plan to question any of you. Do you really think I don't know who sent all of you? Just who do you think I am?

"Did you not wonder why you were easily discovered and dealt with without problems? Your plan to infiltrate our residence has been leaked long before you made your way here."

"Impossible!" Gideon shook his head in denial. "Are you telling me that our employer double-crossed us?! Are you telling us that we were used as mere expendables?"

"I wouldn't go that far," Thirteen admitted. "But it doesn't change the fact that someone leaked your mission, allowing me to deal with all of you easily."

Of course, Thirteen was merely saying these things in order to cast doubt on the hearts of the Agents serving the Ashford Clan.

In truth, he didn't really know which faction they belonged to. All he knew was that they would be receiving some uninvited guests very soon.

As the System of Cannon Fodders, he knew very well how Villains think. They would always use cannon fodders as pawns in their schemes.

"Giga, it seems that you still need to put more effort into deepening your friendship with our friends here," Thirteen lightly patted the Blaze Skunk's arm. "I'll leave them in your hands,

okay?"

Giga nodded before turning around to let his backside face the Agents, whose faces had turned pale due to fright.

"Stop!" Gideon shouted. "Let's talk about thi-Oh sh*t!"

Thirteen didn't even bother to look at the pitiful agents who just got a second serving of Giga's Giga Destroyer.

He had no intention of killing these people because he still had uses for them. However, he still planned to make them understand that there were worse fates than death, which would make them more compliant with Thirteen's demands in the future.

Half an hour later, Thirteen returned and found all the Agents sprawled on the ground. Their bodies twitched from time to time as if they were still suffering even after losing their

consciousness.

Thirteen then asked Giga to look after them and toss them to the lake after they had regained consciousness.

He planned to properly brainwash these people to become his double agents.

Right now, he had too many things to deal with, and he couldn't be bothered to worry about

every little thing that was happening in the Monarch Clans.

The Ashford Clan, specifically their Monarch, was someone whom Thirteen would face sooner

or later.

At the moment, he still didn't have the strength to defeat them in a frontal confrontation.

Fortunately, even if the Monarch of the Ashford Clan thought of him as an enemy, he wouldn't do anything to Thirteen until the Cygni Continent Crisis was over.

This meant Thirteen still had time to grow and finish his projects, which would allow him to

stand toe to toe with these powerful people.

With all the changes taking place in Pangea, there were plenty of events that he could exploit to hasten his projects into fruition.

'The Tournament of the Dragons and Phoenixes will be hosted by the Ashford Clan,' Thirteen thought. 'Should I make things more interesting?'

An invitation had been sent to him not long ago, informing him that he could participate in

the tournament and become a seeded player.

Truth be told, Thirteen had no intention of joining such an event. However, he was considering using it as a cover to better understand the power structure of the Ashford Clan.

'I'll train the Hero Party and let them join the Tournament,' Thirteen thought. 'If not as a contestant, I can probably become one of the judges if I pull some strings.'

Soon, a plan appeared inside Thirteen's head, making him smirk.

Since the Ashford Clan planned to mess with him, it was only natural to repay the favor, right?