"Dude, are you leaving or not?" The passenger behind Wilbur huffed in annoyance. Wilbur shot him a glance before getting off the plane. The man behind him got a fright from the icy gaze and quickly readjusted himself. "Who the f*ck do you think you're scaring, huh? I'll beat you up the next time I see you!" Wilbur left the airport and headed straight for Sealake Island. Upon inspecting Chester and Zeke's conditions and making sure their lives were not in danger, Wilbur looked at everyone else. Faron, Elsa, Eileen, Lily, Skyler, Ryder, and the rest looked nothing but solemn. "Who is she?" Wilbur asked coldly. Eileen frowned. "One of the Kiwanis Club elders, Angie Zeeto. Did you happen to kill a man Lily was with on your mission at the borders?" "Yes, I did." "That's it, then. The guy you killed was probably Angie's only son, Jarvis Zeeto." "Well, she can take it up with me all she wants. I was the one who killed her son, not anyone else. She crossed the line by kid
Faye struggled to lift her head. There were a few whip marks on her face from the lashes, disfiguring her completely and turning her into a terrifying sight. "It's no use even if you keep torturing me. Your son's dead, and he's never coming back. All you can do for the rest of your life is wallow in your grief and misery until you die old and alone, you sick, twisted hag!" Faye rasped, raising her eyebrows mockingly at Angie in a show of disdain. Angie paused for a moment before flaring up in fury. Her facial features contorted into a twisted and ugly expression. "What did you just say, you little bitch? I think I've gone too easy on you with the torture!" Angie screamed. Faye merely smiled. "I said your son's dead, and he deserved it. You deserve to live the rest of your life by yourself too, until you die." "You…" Angie let out a screech, and the spell sphere with the whip lashed out at Faye. Faye screamed in pain as the new strokes rendered her barely alive once agai
Wilbur lay his left wrist against the blade of the thunder cleaver and looked at Angie. "Do you promise to let her go?" "That's up to me to decide. You can decide if you want to take the deal." Angie chuckled, her expression turning crazed. Faye struggled to turn her head, shouting as loudly as she could. "Please don't! Please!" Wilbur finally caught a glimpse of Faye. Her face was covered in charred wounds, making for a grotesque and bone-chilling sight to most people. Wilbur's chest lurched, and he raised the thunder cleaver high. "No!" Faye screamed. Angie's gaze lit up with glee. Just then, Wilbur snapped his fingers. All at once, Faye was enveloped in a brightly-colored glow. At the same time, Wilbur activated his domain, the Tyrant of No Other. His thunder cleaver turned into a long sword, letting out a terrifying spiritual pressure as Wilbur shot at Faye's strung-up figure. Angie's expression shifted. The three spell spheres let out three jets of icy black fl
The man scoffed. "The name's Pierce Zeeto. I'm one of the Sanctuary level cultivators of the Zeeto clan, what can you do to me?" "You're a real piece of shit, you know that? You'll say anything to suck up to this old hag, won't you?" Wilbur spat in disdain. Pierce flushed at Wilbur's bluntness but quickly regained his composure. "I don't really see the point in arguing with a man who's about to die. I hope your soul enjoys its last moments in agony. We'll see if you're still as cocky then." "My clan's spell sphere is capable of burning your soul in darkness for thousands of years, and you're about to get started on that right away," the other cultivator called out as well. "I guess you're one of the Zeetos too, then?" "That's right. My name's Orzo Zeeto. Don't forget my name if you need one to scream when your soul gets tortured later," Orzo smirked. Wilbur chuckled, shaking his head. "You two make a great pair, don't you? Well, you're about to find out what a fool you've j
A black crack zipped out from the tip of Wilbur's sword, making a beeline for Angie. It was an attack that cut through the air, the black line ripping a line in the air with an immense power that threatened to cut through anything. However, it was still absorbed by the whirlpool formed by the spell spheres. Wilbur was quite surprised. Was Angie's domain really this powerful? She even managed to withstand the Lost Slayer. The bone-chilling aura grew by the second, making everyone else suffocate and tremble. Pierce and Orzo laughed wildly at the sight of Wilbur's shock. "It's no use struggling, I'll tell you that! Time to pay for taking Master Jarvis' life!" the two of them shouted. Angie's expression grew even more venomous. "I don't just want you dead. I want every person around you to be tortured to death too. You owe it to me." "I don't owe you shit. Your son tried to kill me, so he deserved to die!" Wilbur roared. "Quaternary Form: Flame of the Imperial Dragon!
Just then, Angie swirled her scepter around and howled, "Hand of Darkness!" All at once, a gigantic black hand stuck out of the whirlpool from the center of the spell spheres. The hand and the arm it was attached to looked like that of a demon. It was a meter wide, adorned with razor-sharp nails spanning over twelve inches long. The entire arm and hand were densely covered in runes that glowed eerily with terrifying energy, clawing at Wilbur. An indescribable force of tremendous energy held Wilbur still at once. The giant hand seemed like it had emerged from hell itself and was trying to drag Wilbur six feet under with it. "It's time for you to head to the world of the God of Darkness! The flames of darkness there will torch your soul for thousands of years, and your soul will wail in agony through every second of it to please the God of Darkness," Angie cackled wildly. Pierce and Orzo smirked at Wilbur as if they were looking at a dead man doomed to his fate. Eileen op
Angie widened her eyes in shock. She tried to move the scepter in her hands but soon found that she was being held back by an invisible force. Amidst her shock, Angie tried her best to increase her spiritual energy output in an attempt to break free. On top of that, she had also pretty much used up all of her spiritual energy to summon the Hand of Darkness. The force holding Angie down was terrifying, and there was no way for her to get out. Orzo and Pierce sprang into action, exploding with all the spiritual energy they had and lighting up with spiritual flames before rushing at Wilbur. They knew that Angie was in grave danger and were trying to save her from Wilbur. Just then, however, two long swords with jagged blades slashed through the air, attacking both men. The terrifying power of the attack scared both of them witless. They let out a cry and each formed a spiritual shield in front of themselves. The spiritual shields burned brightly with spiritual flames. Th
"You're crazy thinking you could ever take my soul from me," said Wilbur. Just then, Angie's terrified voice rang from the ball of light. "What are you going to do? What are you going to do to me?" "You'll find out soon enough." A ray of silver light shot out from Wilbur's hand, which he used to wrap Angie's soul in before tossing the whole thing into his demiplane. Just then, Eileen's voice could be heard from behind him, "Dude, what else have you got up your sleeve?" "That's all," Wilbur replied calmly. He walked up to Faye, hoisting her into his arms, and rushed back to Sealake Island. In the living room, Wilbur placed Faye onto the couch gently. Everyone else stood around solemnly, taking in the sorry state Faye was in. Wilbur was back now, which meant that it was not hard to predict how the battle had gone. Wilbur had won, and that old hag lost. With a battle of this level and the enmity between both parties, there was no way for both of them to survive. Faye,