All Chapters of The Impotent King Rises: Chapter 71
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Franky and the Time Bomb
Strong winds howled on the rooftop helipad of Titan Corp. The New York night sky stretched endlessly, adorned with rolling storm clouds.When the roof access door opened, David Vexley stepped out, followed by Isabella and Mei Lin.However, the sight on the roof made them stop in their tracks.In the center of the helipad, a metal chair was bolted to the concrete floor.Franky Divine sat there, bound by steel wire. His face was swollen, one eye shut with a purple bruise. On his chest, a complicated vest was strapped, equipped with glass tubes containing liquid napalm and a digital screen blinking rapidly.[BPM: 135]Beside Franky's chair, sat Arthur Vexley.He looked in stark contrast to the chaos around him. Arthur sat on an elegant folding garden chair, in front of a small table with a porcelain tea set. He wore a pristine white suit without a single stain. His blond hair was perfectly combed, undisturbed by the strong wind thanks to
Orgy of Destruction
VROOOM!The red plasma blade slashed downwards, slicing the air with terrifying heat. David crossed his arms above his head. The golden aura of the Qi Shield, the technique he had just learned from Mei Lin, formed instantly, blocking the attack.KZZZT!An energy collision occurred. Plasma met Chi. Sparks scattered in all directions, scorching the concrete around David's feet."You're holding on?!" Arthur pressed his sword harder, his face distorted by a maniacal grin. "How long can you withstand this five-thousand-degree heat, David? Your lifespan is decreasing every second!"Arthur was right.The system in David's head screamed.[Warning: Energy Shield Depleting Rapidly.][Energy Consumption: 1 Day per Second.][Remaining Lifespan: 6 Hours.]The heat from Arthur's sword began to penetrate the shield. David's shirtsleeves started to singe. His skin blistered.David glanced at Franky. The screen on his best friend's chest showed the number: 148 BPM. Two beats away from explosion."Damn
Leaving the Throne of New York
The strong wind from the private jet turbines roared on the runway of Teterboro Airport, New Jersey.David stood at the foot of the plane stairs.Behind him, his core team was boarding the aircraft. The elegant Elena Moretti managed logistics with the private stewardess. Isabella and Mei Lin were having a small argument about who had the right to carry the heavy weapons bag into the cabin. Franky Divine, whose face was still patched up from yesterday's explosion, limped but walked spiritedly while hugging his laptop."Everything is ready, Boss," Isabella reported, patting David's shoulder. "The Vexley Syndicate elite force will guard our assets here while we're gone."David nodded slowly. However, his thoughts were on one specific asset not joining this trip."What about Camelia?" David asked flatly."Safe," Isabella answered. "She's placed in a special isolation room under Madame Wu's protection. Fed, given vitamins, and low-dose sedatives
London Calling
A fine drizzle greeted the morning at Kensington Palace Gardens.Inside the library, David stood facing the roaring fireplace."The rent for this house is two hundred thousand pounds a month," complained Franky, who was pinning photos of targets onto a whiteboard. "And the heating sounds like an asthmatic ghost.""We're paying for the address, Franky, not the comfort," David replied. His British accent was flawless, as if he were born in Oxford, not the Bronx. "This address gives us access to the inner circle.""An inner circle filled with venomous snakes," Elena chimed in. She entered the room. "I've checked our target's background. She is no ordinary woman, David."Elena pointed to a photo of a beautiful woman in the center of the board.Lady Victoria Sterling.She was 28 years old. Her blonde hair was always neatly bunned. Her face was beautiful yet cold, like an ice statue carved with precision. She was the Duchess of Sussex, the sole heir to the Sterling fortune, and the key hold
Ethics and Manipulation
Victoria's words caught in her throat.As she turned, their faces were only centimeters apart. Victoria looked directly into David's eyes.In that second, David activated his new Skill.[Passive Skill Active: Charisma of the Dark Prince.][Effect: Creates a mysterious, dangerous aura and irresistible sexual attraction in high-status opposite-sex targets.][Cost: 6 Hours of Lifespan.]David's blue eyes flashed with a faint, barely visible purple light.Victoria's pupils dilated.The world around Victoria seemed to stop spinning. The roar of the crowd, the thundering hooves, everything vanished. There was only the man before her.She felt a strange electric shock travel from her waist, where David's hands still rested, up her spine, and explode in her brain.Victoria's anger evaporated, replaced by a strange feeling she hadn't felt in years. Her heart pounded, not from shock, but from... anticipation.She looked
Chess Tactics
Pembroke moved his piece with theatrical, confident movements. He was the chess champion of London's elite clubs. He wanted to toy with David slowly, torturing him on the black and white board.However, David had no intention of playing a long game.The System on his retina lit up.[Active Skill: Strategic Mind Lv. 1][Cost: 12 Hours of Lifespan.][Analysis: Enemy Pattern - Arrogant, Aggressive, Careless.][Solution: Fool's Mate Variation - Quick Execution.]David's eyes flashed coldly. In his mind, thousands of possible moves unraveled in an instant.Move 1. David moved the pawn in front of his King.Pembroke laughed. "Standard opening. Boring." Pembroke advanced his Knight.Move 2. David shifted his Queen to an aggressive attacking position."Bringing out the Queen too early," Pembroke criticized, shaking his head as if teaching a small child. "You're opening up your defenses, Son."Move 3. David moved h
The Duchess's Mask
The rain outside the library window of Sterling Manor grew more violent, lashing against the glass as if the universe were conspiring to drown out any sound that might occur inside that locked room.Inside, silence hung heavily between David and Victoria."You..." Victoria stammered, her usually porcelain-cold face now flushed deep red. David's sentence about her loneliness had stripped her soul bare faster than any hand could. "You don't know anything about me! How dare you speak of my loneliness!"Her wounded ego took over. Victoria raised her hand, ready to land a hard slap on David's cheek. It was the defensive reflex of a Duchess used to punishing anyone who crossed the line of propriety.However, the hand never reached its target.David caught Victoria's wrist in mid-air. His movement was casual, yet his grip was as strong as steel. He didn't hurt Victoria, but he stopped the woman absolutely."Let go of me!" Victoria hissed, trying to pull her hand back."No," David replied cal
Victoria Submits
It felt like an explosion. Not just physical, but emotional. Victoria felt the palace walls around her crumbling. She was no longer Lady Sterling. She was just Victoria, a woman being taken, possessed, and conquered by a man stronger than her."Say my name, Victoria," David commanded, setting a rhythm that made Victoria lose her mind."David! David!"Victoria's moans sounded in stark contrast to the atmosphere of the room filled with history books. This was a rebellion. This was anarchy inside the palace.David felt a different energy flowing into him.The System in his head blinked with a reddish-gold color—the color of royalty.[Detecting Energy: Royal Blood.][Quality: Grade S (Repressed Desire).][Analysis: Years of repressed energy resulting in a dense power explosion.]The more Victoria released her control, the more energy David absorbed. He felt Victoria's authority flowing into his blood. Charisma, dignity, an
Train to Paris
St. Pancras International Station in London was bustling with the frenzy of travelers, but David's entourage moved through the crowd like ghosts slicing through smoke. Thanks to Lady Victoria Sterling's diplomatic access, they bypassed security checks untouched, heading straight for the private VIP car on the Eurostar train bound for Paris.Inside the car, the atmosphere was calm yet alert.David sat in a seat facing the window, watching the grey English countryside rush backward at 300 kilometers per hour. Beside him, Victoria sat gracefully, sipping Earl Grey tea. Her demeanor had completely changed. No more arrogance. She sat with posture leaning toward David, her eyes occasionally glancing at him with a mix of admiration and obedience, the permanent effect of King's Command and their union."We will enter the Channel Tunnel in five minutes," Franky reported from behind his laptop at the table across. "Once we enter the underwater tunnel, the signal will be intermittent. We will be
City of Love and Death
The sound of the exploding train car wall still rang in their ears as the black van sped through the cobblestone streets of Paris.They had survived. David used his Telekinesis to breach the car wall and create an air shield as they jumped out into the tunnel's emergency passage, just before the gas killed them all.In the back of the van, Elena lay on Isabella's lap. Her face was deathly pale, black veins starting to creep from her neck to her face. Her breathing was short and sounded like a broken whistle."She inhaled too much," Isabella reported, her voice tense as she checked Elena's pulse. "Arthur's VX poison... it's different. It's not just chemical. It's like a parasite. I can feel it pulsating under Elena's skin.""We need a hospital," Franky said from the driver's seat, his eyes wild looking at the rearview mirror."Hospitals can't handle this," Lady Victoria cut in from the passenger seat beside David. Her face looked grim. "This is Alchemist poison. A mixture of science an