King of War's Dominance

Chapter 129-REVENGE 2: Completed!

The door of the room opened slowly with a heavy creaking sound. Two figures entered at the same time, their steps calm yet radiating a cold aura that made the air in the room feel even more oppressive.

Yon and Yun.

Both of them wore long black robes that covered almost their entire bodies. Dark hoods shadowed their faces, leaving only the faint outline of hard jawlines visible. The way they walked was unhurried, yet every step felt like the strike of a hammer against Homaz’s heart.

Yon and Yun looked like executioners who had come to collect a life.

Homaz stared at them with wide eyes. His breathing became irregular, his chest rising and falling in panic. His trembling hands gripped the arms of the wheelchair he sat in, as if hoping the old wood could protect him from the fate drawing closer.

“No… no…” he muttered weakly.

Yon and Yun kept approaching without saying a word.

Thom stood several steps away from them, his expression calm, almost flat. He looked at Homaz with eyes that showed not the slightest emotion.

“Thom…” Homaz’s voice trembled violently. “Please… listen to me one more time.”

He swallowed with difficulty before speaking in a pleading tone. “You… you are a good man.”

His wrinkled eyes stared with hope. “You have a heart. You wouldn’t do something like this to an old man like me. I’m already old, Thom. My life won’t last much longer. Why not give me the chance to wait for death naturally?”

The room fell silent for a moment.

Yon and Yun stopped a few steps from Homaz’s wheelchair, standing like shadows of death patiently waiting for an order.

Thom looked at the old man for a long time and smiled. But the smile was not warm. It was a cold smile.

“Oh, of course,” Thom said in a casual tone that almost sounded like mockery. “I am indeed a good man.”

Homaz immediately nodded quickly, as if he had found a glimmer of hope. “Yes! Yes! I know that! You are a good man!”

But Thom continued his sentence in the same calm voice. “Yeah I am indeed a good man, that is why I will escort you to meet your son in hell.”

Homaz’s face turned deathly pale. His eyes widened, and his breath stopped as if his lungs refused to work.

“No… wait… Thom—”

But Thom had already turned away. He no longer looked at the old man.

Thom’s steps were calm as he walked toward the door of the room. His leather shoes tapped against the marble floor with a slow rhythm that echoed through the silent room.

Behind him, Yon and Yun began moving again.

Homaz turned his head in panic, his body trembling violently in the wheelchair. “Please! Don’t! I beg you—!”

His hand lifted as if trying to reach Thom, who was moving farther away. “I BEG YOU—!”

But the door was already open. And Thom had already stepped outside without looking back even once.

Yun and Yon inside carried out their task well!