The Divine Supreme

Chapter13

Anthony curled up and retched. He was a mess, vomiting gastric juice all over the floor. Still, the sect leaders circled around him.

“Dragon Head, how are you feeling?”

“Take him to the back!”

“Let’s fight for the Dragon Head. Kill that bastard!”

Behind all the sect leaders were at least hundreds of their subordinates. Hearing the command, all of them raised their weapons simultaneously. They stared at the door, ready to attack at any time.

Remus walked out calmly. When he saw the scene in the corridor, he smiled, unsurprised. Hearing the footsteps, he knew there would be a group. This must be a small group, and he guessed there would be more downstairs.

However, no matter how many ordinary people there were, they meant nothing to Remus. He asked casually, “Single combat? Or a group fight?”

Seeing Remus, everyone was shocked. Who was this guy? No one knew him, nor had they seen him. Everyone thought that a powerful fighter had returned. Instead, a young man appeared. Could it be that person’s underling?

The commander of the sect leaders raised his weapon to psych himself up. Then, he sneered, “Fine. I’ll fight you alone!”

“You’re not worthy,” Remus said concisely. “What I meant by single combat is me defeating all of you. As for group fight, I meant that all of you fight against me at once!”

After Remus finished, the group was outraged. They had never encountered such a shameless person.

“Bastard! You’re seeking death!”

The commander rushed forward alone! Just two steps before reaching Remus, he leaped at him, knives in each hand. One blade was aimed at Remus’s head. This blow could cut him in half!

Remus shook his head and thought, “This is too easy. I should’ve known that the outside world was not as fun as prison. Come to think of it, Underhill Prison was not that bad!”

With a swift kick, the commander was sent upward at great speed. He flew backward and fell heavily onto the group.

The group was gravely struck, and the sect leaders in front vomited blood as the force impacted them. Those behind them backed up, falling over themselves. Everyone lost their footing and fell back like dominos!

In a blink of an eye, no one in the 30-foot-long corridor could stand up.

“Urgh…” At the end of the group, Anthony was about to take the elevator down. Seeing the scene, he breathed in, and he was stunned. All his body's pores seemed to open up, and cold sweat drenched him!

Half of the sect leaders and hundreds of his subordinates were injured with just a kick. Was Remus a monster?

Meanwhile, Remus stepped over bodies as he walked forward, laughing. “Don’t run. You just said you’d do anything to kill me. You can escape now, but can you escape from me forever?”

Anthony peed his pants as he saw Remus walking toward him with a smile. He felt as if the Grim Reaper was near.

As the Underground King, he wouldn’t even frown when a gun was pointed at his forehead. Death was not scary, but desperation was! He had to admit that Remus was too powerful.

Anthony said in fear, “Who… Who are you? You… You can’t kill me. Otherwise, the Temple Lord will not spare you!”

“Who am I?” Remus raised his brow. “In your words, your Temple Lord cleans my toilet. How exactly would he be in a position to spare my life?”

“What?!” Anthony trembled with anger. The Temple Lord was majestic. In this country, he stood atop pyramids. How could Remus disrespect him like that?! He seemed so ordinary, but he turned out to be barbaric.

Without hesitation, Anthony kneeled on the ground. “Mr. Cosby, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I will be your loyal dog from now on. Woof! Woof!”

All the subordinates in the corridor were shocked to the core as they witnessed this scene.

Suddenly, Remus remembered a guy in prison who was treated like a dog. His name was…Scott Miller. He was around 60 years old. After being a dog for two years, he was given compassionate release. He was not sure if he was still alive.

He shook his head as his thoughts wandered. Then, he looked at Anthony. “I can forgive you, but do you know how to play turtle?”

Since he was the Dragon Head, he would be most suitable for playing turtle. Plus, it had been days since Remus asked someone to play, and he missed playing the game.

“I do!” Anthony immediately lay on the ground with his arms under his legs. Then, he faced the sky with his back to the ground. He looked like an overturned turtle.

Right now, Anthony had utterly lost his nobility as the Dragon Head. He laughed obligingly, “Mr. Cosby, is this acceptable?”

As he spoke, he twisted his body. Remus was much more powerful than the Temple Lord. If he could satisfy him, he would make it very far.

“Not bad,” Remus laughed. “However, you wanted to kill me. I won’t forgive you easily. Come, turtle. Go to the first floor and keep singing. Then, I’ll forgive you!”

Anthony knew well that thousands of his subordinates were below. He would lose all his dignity if he went downstairs in such a state. However, he remembered the fact that the Temple Lord was only Remus’ minion…

“Alright. Mr. Cosby, I’ll satisfy all your needs so you can be happy.”

Then, he shuffled along the floor while singing, “Looking at the calvary….”

Soon, he reached the stairs, then to the first floor. Everyone downstairs was dumbfounded. This was the Underground King of Underhill. Who was Remus to make the Dragon Head obey?

Before a thousand people, Anthony reached the door. “Mr. Cosby, are you satisfied?”

“I’m leaving.” Remus waved, about to depart.

“Mr. Cosby!” Anthony shouted. Then, he laughed, “Next time, please inform me if you need to go somewhere. I wish to be your driver.”

Remus was reminded that he had come in Kylie’s car. He didn’t know where she was right now, so he ordered, “Get the car!”

Immediately, Anthony stood up and followed his command.

No one in the crowd dared make a sound! Amidst the crowd, Kylie made a call. She said with difficulty, “Mr. Stuart, can you save Remus? The Dragon Head has him held captive.”

She couldn’t bear to see Remus die, but she was powerless. At first, she intended to tell Miranda about it, but she could not contact her. Ben, whom she had just met, was the most powerful person she could find at the moment!

Ben was happy to hear that. He knew the Dragon Head wouldn’t touch that brat, so Bald Richard must have attacked.

He cleared his throat and whined, “Why did you have to call me? Hold on. I’ll call Dragon Head now. Don’t worry!”

After he ended the call, he put the phone back in his pocket and slyly smiled. “Why should I care about that bastard’s life? However, I can give you comfort. I would’ve brought you to the hotel and comforted you if I did not need to attend Miss Lotus’ meet-up. Hehe.”

In his daydreaming, a middle-aged man in a suit walked over. It was Ben’s father, the leader of the new rich in Neptuna. He was Skylar Stuart, the president of Sky Group.

Skylar said, “Let’s go. We’re attending Miss Lotus’s meet-up, so you’d better ready yourself. From what I know, Miss Lotus is still unmarried!”

Ben’s eyes lit up. “What do you mean by that?”