Huck had used Maria to seduce Professor Dickens in the past. The two had an affair, which Huck had used as leverage against Dickens to create the Satan Robot. Professor Dickens knew that he had fallen for Huck's trap but could not deny his feelings for Maria, thus agreeing to the agreement. Dickens had thought that Huck would only pull such a trick on himself, only to find out that Huck had done the same to Johnson. Perhaps Huck thought that no man would be able to turn down a beautiful woman. Yet such a trick was as cruel as it was foolish. Huck thought that he had controlled these people, yet karma caught up to him in the end. Professor Dickens smiled and nodded. "Congratulations, Mister Johnson. The Satan Robot will be complete within another hour at most. There are only a few minor details I need to sort out." Johnson lit up at those words. "I'm truly blessed, aren't I? I've got everything I wanted in the end." Maria looked at him, her eyes reddened. "Congratulations, Joh
Within just ten minutes, groans and moans could be heard from the room. Professor Dickens shook his head, opening the motherboard of the Satan Robot to take out a piece of metal. He let out a sigh, then tossed it into the trash can. Many people have been researching robots for the longest time, and a lot of those projects were to develop killing machines. Professor Dickens knew that the biggest flaw of a killing robot was that its motherboard could not maintain a steady state. A real killing robot would be unleashing havoc in public against humanity, which would make it vulnerable to different attacks. The robot's exterior could block the attacks with special materials, but the massive vibrations that shook the motherboard would greatly affect its functions. Many killing robots tended to malfunction after taking a few attacks. If that happened, the robot would be as useful as a pile of scrap metal. Regardless of whatever special functions the robot had, it would be useless the
An hour later, Johnson emerged from the room in a shirt and boxers. "So, is it done?" "Yes, Mister Johnson. The Satan Robot's complete, feel free to test it out." "Right, I'll do just that." Johnson got on the control deck of the Satan Robot and stared at the panels in front of him excitedly. He then ran a few simple tests with the robot and finally lifted one of its arms to aim a sniper at Professor Dickens. Dickens widened his eyes in terror. "What are you doing, Mister Johnson?" "NO!" Maria let out a scream, but Johnson had shot Dickens. He emerged from the control deck, looking at Maria. "I don't mind that he was a scientist, but I do mind that he had gotten his hands on you before." … Over in Fawkes' manor, a Harley-Davidson pulled up to the entrance with Marshall and Wilbur on it. Wilbur got off the bike, and Marshall said, "May I leave now, sir?" "Yeah, you can get lost now." Wilbur did not bother giving Marshall a hard time, knowing that Marshall would nev
"You!" The bald man looked around him, then cracked his fists and charged toward Wilbur. Wilbur suddenly bent down and struck the bald man in the belly, sending him flying and crashing onto the ground some distance away. The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood as several bodyguards rushed to help him up. "Are you alright, Captain?" "Call for backup!" The bodyguards whistled loudly, and two figures landed on the ground from the roofs of the buildings on both sides. The figures were dressed in black, and their faces were hidden behind black fabric as well. Both the figures attacked Wilbur at the same time. Their swords were held in place before they struck Wilbur and were then knocked out of their grasp. Wilbur grabbed the two figures' hands, spinning them around quickly before tossing them out like bags of rubbish. Just then, a middle-aged man walked out with a serene smile on his face. "That was impressive! You managed to beat two nightwalkers so easily! It looks like y
"You!" The middle-aged man glowered at Wilbur, who sneered. "What's wrong? You don't think I can finish you off?" Wilbur's aura was far too powerful, and the man trembled from head to toe as he scrambled to look away. Wilbur wasted no time, continuing to make his way forward. "It's impressive that you defeated Jones, but that doesn't mean anything. Jones was just a mere guard to begin with." Just then, a man in a Dashan jacket appeared to block Wilbur's path. Wilbur frowned at him, asking, "Are you from Dasha, too?" "Indeed, I am. I don't care what grievances you have with Fawkes, but I'd get out of here now if I were you. Don't blame me for what happens to you if you don't listen to me." Wilbur smirked. "Well, I'd advise you to get out of my way now, or you're going to pay as well." "What big words. You're clearly underestimating me, the great Kiro." "Cut the crap. Let's fight!" Wilbur summoned the thunder cleaver and charged up to Kiro before swinging the cleaver at
They all spat a mouthful of blood. Tyga was an old man, he dropped to the ground and gripped his chest, saying, "Wow! That's amazing. I've lived this long, but I've never seen such an amazing spell. You're truly impressive, young man." Woody also said at that moment, "That's right. If it weren't for the circumstances, I'd befriend you for sure. Go ahead and take my life!" "Hahaha!" Sparrow laughed out loud and said, "Even if I die today, it's worth it!" Kiro said, "That's right. Come on!" Wilbur looked at the four of them and felt oddly warm inside. Their heroic bravery could only be seen from the Dasha people. Wilbur was in another nation at the moment, so he could not believe that he would meet four pre-Emperor level cultivators at a place like that. His passion was instantly ignited. "You guys are powerful, and I won't kill you because we're all from Dasha, but if any of you dares to stop me again, I will go for the kill." Then, he turned away and kept walking toward the
Wilbur picked up his thunder cleaver and attacked the old man. The old man wielded the black wand in his hand and recited a spell. A black vortex instantly appeared in the air, generating a powerful suction force that pulled Wilbur in. After that, the vortex simply vanished. The old man stood still and shut his eyes. "Mister Svenberg?" The butler tried calling out to him, but the old man stood there with no reaction. Fawkes put his hand on Bart's shoulder and said, "Shush. Mister Svenberg said nobody can touch and call him when he enters the Spirit Domain. Otherwise, no one can stop Wilbur." "Yes, sir." Fawkes sighed and complained, "I'm so unlucky. I should've known that Wilbur Penn is astounding. I shouldn't have messed with him. I can't believe Mister Svenberg is involved now. It looks like I'll be an embarrassment in Moda from now on." Fawkes loved money the most in the past when he started as an entrepreneur. Now that he was rich and made it big, he placed his dignity
"Die!" Svenberg suddenly raised the wand in his hand and aimed it at Wilbur. The wand instantly shot out a ray of light. Wilbur held the thunder cleaver across his chest to intercept the ray, which shattered the cleaver into pieces in an instant. Wilbur had no choice but to take on the attack with his hands. The moment that the ray of light hit the Light Gloves, it was immediately absorbed and emitted a bright glow. Sven clenched his jaw and said angrily, "Damn you! I can't believe you absorbed my energy. Bring it on! Let's see how much you can take before you explode!" The ray of light shot from his wand grew stronger in the following minute as Wilbur stood there absorbing the energy. Svenberg had been working for Fawkes for over two decades. He had played the role of a judge and killed countless cultivators before he absorbed their powers. Svenberg was a peak Emperor level cultivator, but his mentality was weak because of his greed, which led to his inability to reach gre