Obviously, the brutalized soldier lost his life as well as the ability to hold a hostage resulting in the young martial artist being thrown into the air... and Zoemi catching them easily.

"Hey, grandpa Ramis, catch."

"GYAAAH!" *thump*

Zoemi snickered, taking one good look at the martial artists and smirking at the head of the Great Ram sect before tossing the kid over to him uninterrupted.

Well – instead of being uninterrupted it was more in line with him being impossible to interrupt, though. The thin layer of silver mist was wrapped around every single soldier blocking any and all movement far better than heavy shackles.

"I did not expect to meet you like that, son of Nathan Ramis, what o you think you're doing?"

"...!"

William jumped off the docked warship and asked while approaching Zoemi, his words caused the head of the Great Ram sect to straighten his back while holding his grandchild protectively.

"You were definitely not on my list of people who I would like to keep their memories, mister florist."

"!!!"

Zoemi smirked devilishly making anyone who knew his father in the past recognize the striking similarity of their looks with basically just the palette change.

"Keep my memories? I did not. Just like all the previous times I merely happened to shift dimensions at the right time with the law of Pisces. It was the first law I ascended to the supernova level with after all."

William raised one brow and scoffed back, keeping his eyes on Zoemi without even blinking.

"That's lovely, good for you or whatever. The only thing I am about is whether you are involved with that filth Cherro. "

Zoemi shrugged his shoulders and scoffed mockingly.

"Z...! ZOOOEEEMIIIII!" *WHAM*

One of the incapacitated soldiers went into a seizure and suddenly broke free from the silver mist, screeching out the black-haired youngster's name – only to have their head blown off with a punch so fast that no one – not even the Heavenly Star Nation's strongest martial artist – was able to notice.

If not for the specks of blood on Zoemi's knuckles it would be impossible to even tell that she threw a punch, to begin with.

*thump*

As the soldier's headless body fell to its knees and then slumped to the side leaning over the legs of one of their comrades Zoemi's expression grew cold as he glared at William.

"Because you had the insight to take Al to make me hold myself back I will give you one more chance. Did any of you esteemed martial artists have sold off your brethren to be experimented on by those despicable fuckers that I'm about to slaughter?"

Zoemi said observing the reaction of the marital artists.

"... the law of Sagittarius..." *WHOOOO*

Bevan's eyes widened and he said under his breath, hiding the letters back into his clothes before taking control over the attributes of hire and setting his free hand ablaze.

"...my good man... what is this kid talking about...? Your nation surely wouldn't do something like that without being prepared for a full-blown war... it's a misunderstanding, right...?"

The Heavenly Guardian spoke with a terrifying smile reaching his hand shrouded in crimson flames towards the Barbariacca nation's minister's face.

"I-it is a lie! A LIE! The... the immigrants from the Heavenly Star nation are...!"

*GSHHHHHH*

"GAAAAAAAAAAA...!"

The minister squirmed and flailed in Bevan's gasp but unable to break free he ended up crying out in desperation – just for the dark-brown-haired marital artist to press his hand to his face, burning the left side and making the man squeal in pain.

"AAAAAGH...! Aghhhh..! Ghhh...!"

"In the light of the evidence we showed up here with – I do not believe you."

Bevan took away his hand and declared while the minister yelped like a tormented small animal.

"All of you are quite slow aren't you?"

"And what is that supposed to mean...?"

Zoemi watched the event play out and snickered with amusement making Bevan frown and ask.

"It seems like you are looking for your missing brethren, but all of them are right in front of you."

*WHOOSH* *clang*x20

The black-haired young man said with a grim expression and flicked his hand, causing the bursts of silver mist to coil around the Barbariacca soldier he had trapped and tear the helmets right off their heads.

"..."

Revealing that all of them were people whose eyes and hair were in different stadiums of being dyed black. What was uniform for all of them, though, were jet-black crystals embedded into their foreheads without fail.

"Whether you recognize some of them, all of them, or none of them, I have some additional bad news."

"?!"

Zoemi added raising his hand as if to showcase the exposed soldiers.historical

"They are already dead. And I do not mean it in a way that I am going to kill them because of the filth that possesses them. Those individuals are corpses kept animated by hexes and curses of the witches and warlocks from Barbariacca and are still able to use their powers somewhat because of the device stabbed into their heads that connects it all together. And yes, those are not just magic crystals, those are actually attached to a whole different blade-like portion of the device."

"!!!"

*clomp* *thump*

Zoei reached out and pulled out the device from the forehead of the nearest controlled soldier causing the soldier turns back into a normal corpse as its eyes rolled into its skull and it slumped limply to the ground.

"See?" *crack* *WHOOO*

Zoemi said showcasing the device before crushing the jet-black-crystal into powder and burning it into nothingness with the silver light of the law of Sagittarius.

"P-please! No! I-I didn't have a say in anything! I...!"

"Thank you, my good man, but from now on we will find our way to your leader on our own."

The minister began to plead for mercy, but Bevan took a deep breath before thanking him and...

*CRUNCH* *SQUELCH* *THUMP* x2

"!!!"

Teainrg his head off and threw it and the now headless body in two separate directions – showing it very clear to the people working at the dock who were still shaken because of the unknown explosion and whose view was obstructed the whole time by the soldiers – which spurred a new wave of panic as everyone tried to get as far away from danger as possible.