The raw kinetic force of Hades’s massive downward strike shattered the stone floor beneath Dustin Grey’s boots into dust.The ground broke into a thousand tiny rock pieces, flying all over the cold room with a very loud sound.The red and purple fires on the walls shook back and forth as the heavy mountain wind blew hard.Yet Dustin’s bare fingers did not bleed a single drop, his internal Sovereign lightning perfectly insulating his skin.The bright blue sparks from his gold ring made a tight shield around his hand, keeping the sharp steel away.The old boss pulled and pulled on his giant weapon, but he could not make it move even a tiny bit."This is impossible! No one can stop my big mountain sword with two bare fingers!" Hades screamed with a crazy voice."You are just a young country resident! How can your skin be harder than my old steel blade?""I have killed many grand masters across the country, but you stand there like an iron giant!" he yelled."Your era is permanently finis

The grand ballroom of the Vanguard Tower was decorated with thousands of white orchids and massive crystal structures.The large space was very bright, and the shiny lamps threw beautiful yellow light onto the clean stone floor.Many smaller business bosses stood around the tables, holding clear glasses of wine while their hearts beat with a cold fear.Hundreds of journalists and minor corporate executives milled about, their faces filled with tense, breathless anticipation.They held their small microphones and pointed their big camera lenses at the grand central staircase, waiting for the new king."Do you think the big banking lords will come to this party tonight?" a young news writer asked in a low whisper."No way! Duke Maximillian said he would destroy this tower before the clock hits midnight," an old boss answered."If the duke locks the bank money lines, all these beautiful crystal lamps will turn into dark junk by tomorrow morning."Suddenly, the heavy gold-plated double doo

The grand ballroom of Vanguard Tower was cleared by Vanguard commandos as the broken bodies of Maximillian and Chloe were dragged out.The big black boots of the soldiers made a very heavy sound against the floorboards as they pulled the bad people away fast.The torn silk dresses and broken glass pieces were swept up into big trash bins in less than one single minute.The remaining capital tycoons instantly dropped to their knees, pressing their foreheads against the floorboards in absolute reverence.Over four hundred rich banking lords and big company chiefs hit the stone floor together like a pack of scared dogs.They did not dare to look up at Dustin's face, their hands shaking as they pressed their faces against the cold dirt."Master Grey! We are your most loyal servants from this night forward!" an old billionaire cried out from the floorboards."Please do not freeze our family bank lines! We will give all our gold to your new company!" another tycoon sobbed loudly."We did no

Dustin Grey stepped out of the ruined elevator shaft into the smoke-filled, cavernous lobby of Vanguard Tower.The big room was full of gray dust and black soot from the broken walls downstairs.The air smelled like hot iron and burned wires under the blinking red lights.Three thousand heavily armored northern heavy shock troops instantly halted their structural demolition, locking their weapons onto his lone figure.The bad soldiers stopped their big axes and heavy hammers, turning around with a very loud clatter of steel plates.The long barrels of their black machine guns pointed straight at the center of his chest.At the center stood General Ironclad, a seven-foot-tall biological titan clad in experimental, heavy hydraulic power armor.The giant commander looked like a big metal mountain, his green suit making loud clicking sounds with every move.His yellow eyes shined through the narrow slots of his thick iron face mask with absolute cruelty."So, you are the pathetic ex-con w

Inside the opulent, gold-plated sanctuary of the Capital Imperial Club, three major tycoons sat around a mahogany table.The large room had bright gold plates on the walls and massive crystal lamps hanging high up from the ceiling beams.The heavy chairs were made of soft red silk, and the dark wood table shined under the yellow light bulbs.This was the Forbidden Alliance—led by Duke Maxim, the supreme chancellor of the Capital's secret black-market pharmaceutical network.He was a very rich, old man with a long gray beard and ten diamond rings on his fat fingers.He controlled all the bad medicines that came from across the big blue ocean lanes into the province.Beside him sat Eleanor Sterling, her collapsing spine now encased in a heavy, mechanical back brace that leaked dark fluid.The big iron tubes on her back made loud clicking sounds like an angry clock every time she tried to move.The wet black grease came out from the metal joints, staining her expensive purple dress and m