Chapter 62 - Titan (1/2)

The boiling blood flowed towards the heart like many streams of rivers converging into one spot.

A little bit more stimulation and they would explode into energy that would suffuse every limb and bone, filling every inch of his body.

Then, he would fight!

Tang Ling excitedly licked the edge of his mouth. Would being able to fight wholeheartedly and being fearless of death be a release for him?

Since it was not his personal choice since his environment forced him to this point, he was burdenless.

He could face his grandmother and his sister peacefully in the realm of the dead.

It was not the first time Lionel saw Tang Ling’s furious gaze, especially his smile which emanated a trace of blood that shocked even him.

He stepped up and said loudly, “Well, then… I’m also a Purple Moon Warrior. I suppose I have the right to execute you.”

As he spoke, a beautiful feeling rippled in Lionel’s heart. Everything would soon be over.

Look at what he had gotten! It was a piece of level 3 vicious beast meat and…

Right at the climax of his beautiful fantasy, a rough growl that was as loud as thunder, which suppressed even the agitated uproar of the crowd, clearly entered Lionel’s ears.

“Who are you going to execute?”

When he heard the voice, Lionel trembled vehemently. Without a second of hesitation, fear enveloped him whole.

“Sh*t.” Fei Long frowned. The killer god had arrived! Should it not be at the Wailing Trench, tangling with that troublesome vicious beast? Things seemed to have gone out of control.

Fei Long had a headache, but there was an absence of worry in his eyes? It was as though this person was the one that Fei Long was anticipating.

On the other hand, Lionel’s body stiffened and he barely turned his head around. He saw a man that he had zero intentions of meeting at that second.

Among the crowd, a huge figure stood out like a mountain with his big waving black cape dancing in the wind.

A greatsword as huge as a door plank was on his back, and one of his hands was holding a giant severed lizard head that was as large as half a man.

The lizard’s eyes were still half-open, showing its reverence and fear. Lionel felt like he saw his own eyes in the lizard’s head.

It was Su Yao!

The man in the nightmare that he could never fight back, Su Yao, had appeared!

Countless times in his dream, he tried to fight back, but no matter how many times he attempted to, Su Yao would eventually break his nose and nonchalantly say with a burst of demonic laughter, “Since your nose is already broken, why not make it a little more thorough?”

Then, Lionel heard his own screams. Su Yao did not move at all as he pinched Lionel’s nose with two of his fingers. He pulled and squeezed it until it turned into bones and mashed meat.

The pain carved itself deeply in him. He could not forget the man’s arrogance, his cold attitude, and his superior bearing that was so apparent.

For the first time, Lionel felt like a bug. His life was hanging by a thread which the man controlled.

To be frank, the Agnes family, the veteran Purple Moon Warriors, and everything else was bullsh*t in this man’s eyes. This man was fearless!

A fearless man was equivalent to a madman, and who was not afraid of a madman?

“No!” Lionel barely squeezed a word out of his sourish throat. He knew better than anything else that this was not a dream. This was real.