2026-02-11 13:35:26"Get in? You want me to get in a coffin?"
A loud booming laugh broke the silence in the ballroom.
Don Viper tossed his head and laughed to all appearance. The terror at the room disappeared and the bewilderment took its place. The guests gazed at one another, followed by Viper and then at Alex. They started laughing too.
It was a mockery. A joke.
"Did you hear that?" Viper wiped his eye with the tear. He gazed at Alex in naked amusement. This rubbish husband brings ten actors in costume, and believes he can frighten me? Fella, whither, whither stand you?
Viper banged his hand on the table. The glass of wine jumped.
"This is MY city! I am the Emperor here! And you... you are just an ant!"
SNAP.
Viper snapped his fingers.
The concealed doors leading to the side of the ball room burst open at once.
Fifty men rushed in. They were not thugs like ordinary ones at the villa. These were mercenaries. They were dressed in tactical vests and were carrying sub machine guns. In a few seconds they were all around the room, with their black snouts raised at the head of Alex.
The guests shouted and even hid themselves under the tables. The son of the pride-filled banker, Jason, was cowering behind a pillar shaking like a leaf.
Viper smiled and set a cigar ablaze. "See? This is power. I am, with half my guns, upon your breast. You have ten men with swords. Who dies first?"
Alex didn't blink. He didn't look at the guns. He looked at Viper.
You suppose numbers will go against a dragon? Alex asked softly.
Viper's face twisted. He hated Alex's calmness. "Kill him! Turn him into Swiss cheese!"
"Fire!" the captain of the mercenaries screamed.
CLICK.
Fifty triggers were simultaneously pulled.
But no bullets came out.
SWISH.
There was a sound that reminded of a wind in paper and it reverberated in the hall.
Ten black shadows followed before one of the guns could be drawn. The Dragon Guards didn't run. They teleported.
SLASH!
Blood was like a fountain of red.
The people who were present were horrified in watching fifty heads roll on the floor at the same time.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
It took one second.
A single second and 50 professionals will die as mercenaries. Their bodies were erect a moment, headless, the blood streaming out at their necks, and then they fell in a heap of meat.
Silence.
Absolute, terrified silence.
The cigar of Viper dropped out of his mouth. It melted a hole in the expensive carpet yet he was oblivious. His eyes were protruding out of his head. He saw the bodies of fifty, and then the ten guards who stood motionless, a drop of blood not on their black armor.
"Demons..." Viper whispered. His legs collapsed and he fell into his chair. "You... you are demons!"
Alex took a step forward.
STEP.
The falling of his shoe on the floor was a hammer on the heart of Viper.
"No... stay back!" Viper scrurried away, falling on his chair. He made his way along on the floor, attempting to make his escape of the man in the grey coat. "I'll give you money! I have millions! I'll give you the city! Just don't kill me!"
Alex walked over to him. He extended his hand down and caught him by the throat.
With one hand he picked Viper up into the air. The Don was two hundred pounds, yet feathers compared to him were as light as air to Alex.
I do not want your money," Alex said, as he looked at the terrified eyes of Viper. I would like to know where she has lost the rest of her soul.
Viper froze. "Soul? You... you know about the Ritual?"
"Speak." Alex constricted his throat.
"I don't have it!" Viper smothered, and flushed all purple. "I swear! I just prepared the body! Soul essence possessed the Master... the Master! He had to do it to the Blood Moon cultivation!
"Where is he?"
"I don't know! He never shows his face! He watches... he always watches!"
The eyes of Viper jerked to a big picture of a tiger on the wall at the back of the stage.
Alex looked at the painting.
He smiled. A cold, cruel smile.
Alex tugged Viper on the stage. He came to the picture and tore it off.
There was a tiny high-technology image lens behind the picture. There was a red flashing light that indicated that it was live.
"So, you like to watch?" Alex whispered to the camera.
Viper struggled in his grip. "Please! The Master is watching! Kill me, and you will be hunted by the Dark Soul Sect! They are immortals! You can't fight them!"
"Immortals?" Alex laughed. Before me, there are no gods.
He lifted Viper before the camera lens until his face was big on the screen.
Take a closer look, said Alex to the individual on the other side of the camera. "This is your fate."
CRACK!
Alex didn't hesitate. He crushed Viper's throat.
His eyes rolled back. His body went limp. The man, who terrorized the city in ten years, was the King of the Underground, but he died just like the rest. Like a bug.
Alex fell with the corpse on the floor.
Then he pressed his head on the camera. His eyes were soft golden light--a foreboding of the Supreme Dragon.
You have stolen something of mine, Alex said, and his voice was carrying out of the wire to whoever was lurking in the shadows. "Keep it safe. Since I am going to come and retrieve it. and when I see thee... death will be a mercy to thee.
Zzzzt!
Alex touched his camera with a fingernail. The glass was shattered and the feed was switched to black.
He turned around. The whole ballroom was prostrate. Jason, the wealthy scions, the movie stars--they all lay on the ground, heads resting on the ground, and shaking like leaves.
They knew the King was dead.
And a God had taken his place.
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