Beck who was riding on the motorcycle pushed the pedal to the max.
The modified motorcycle immediately shot forward like an arrow leaving the bow. It was as fast as lightning, but even so, Becky still felt that it was too slow.
He wished he could fly to his destination.
However, he didn't have the ability to do so.
But …
"It won't be long before I have one!"
Beck's heart was burning when he thought of himself at that time.
Who would be willing to be a vassal?
Who would be willing to be enslaved?
Who wouldn't want to be a God above men?
Why not take a little risk for such a wish?
As for betrayal?
He didn't serve Great Swamp willingly from the very beginning, how could it be considered betrayal?
Moreover, it would not be long before he became an existence on equal footing with Great Swamp.
Why would he need to apologize?
He didn't need to!
All he needed to do was welcome his own glory!
Of course, before that, he still needed to cover up a little!
Tssss!
The motorcycle's braking noise was filled with a strong rubber stench. The motorcycle that Beck was riding was sent flying when it came to an abrupt stop.
Beck did a somersault and landed in front of the gray figure. He didn't even care about the motorcycle that was sent flying off the road, crashing into a wall and causing an explosion.
Although not long ago, he claimed that this motorcycle was his favorite.
"Your Majesty."
Beck bowed respectfully, just like how he did to Great Swamp back then.
"I'll lead the way!"
Beck took the initiative to walk in front without waiting for a reply.
Before them was the outskirts of Flame City's central area. A lot of people lived there and had a lot of shops. Although it wasn't as prosperous as the city center, it was still crowded with people during the day.
But now?
It was the darkest moment before dawn.
Most of the people were sleeping soundly.
Or …
Pretending to be asleep.
Everyone knew how to protect themselves against the explosion in the middle of the night.
Naturally, some bold and curious ones couldn't help but look around and most of them chose to call the police.
However, to their surprise, the phone couldn't be connected.
In fact, not only the phone, even the electricity seemed to have disappeared.
The streetlights went off one after another, darkness shrouding the area.
In the deep darkness, the walking gray 'human' silhouettes evoked the most primal fear in people in a different way.
Immediately, those who were bold became timid.
One by one, they went back to their rooms and shivered under the blankets.
However, this only increased the fear in his heart.
A chuckle that was as deep as a chilling wind that swept past the neck suddenly came from the mouth of the gray 'man'.
He felt such fear.
He relished this fear.
He couldn't help but stop and take a deep breath.
Hu!
A strong gust of wind blew.
With the roar of the wind, the people who were shivering on the bed became stiff and breathless. One by one, the translucent figures were pulled out of their bodies and sucked into the nose of the gray 'man'.
The whole process seemed to last for a second.
When the wind stopped, the gray 'man' let out a sigh of satisfaction.
"Delicious."
Kieran commented before raising his hand to signal Beck to move forward.
Becky immediately moved again.
He didn't seem to mind the actions of the people behind him and maintained a smile from beginning to end.
It was not a disguise!
This kind of smile came from the heart.
To Beck, such a scene was too normal.
The weak would serve the strong.
The weak would contribute to the strong.
This in itself was a matter of course.
If one didn't want to be robbed and enslaved, then become stronger!
Become stronger without stopping!
Become stronger by hook or by crook!
Being weak was the original sin.
"Soon!
I will be free from this original sin soon! "
With the thought in his heart, Beck led the gray 'man' into a small alley beside the street and pushed open the rusty, abandoned short door.
Behind the door were a couple of bodies in different positions, some were sitting, some were standing, some were lying on the ground.
But without exception, every single one of them had their eyes wide open in anger and died with remaining grievances.
Those who were able to guard this place were naturally the elites among the elites of Yan City. There was no lack of half-demon experts among them. However, they had died without a sound in that single breath. Even until the moment of their deaths, these guards did not understand what had happened.
Power!
This was what power was!
Beck couldn't help but pause his breath.
His burning eyes flashed over for a second.
He tried his best to maintain the same pace and walked further inside.
It was a long and narrow corridor that led downwards.
Thousands of stairs.
When he reached the end, a stone door with carvings that looked like dragons and snakes blocked his path.
"Your Majesty, one of the biggest nodes of the earth veins is behind this door.
All you have to do is push the door open and you will see it. "
Beck turned around and said respectfully.
The gray 'man' didn't answer but strode to the door. After sizing it up, he raised his hand and pushed the door open.
Beck couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin.
He did it!
The node of the earth veins was here!
But it wasn't behind the door!
It was …
On the door!
In simple words, as long as the door was pushed open, the node of the earth veins would be destroyed.
Under normal circumstances, the destruction would cause unimaginable damage to the whole Flame City but the person who destroyed the door wouldn't be affected at all.
Of course, that was under normal circumstances.
If a certain secret technique was used to reverse a certain point within the door, the damage to the whole Flame City would be transferred to the person who pushed the door open.
Even if the person was a God, he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
He couldn't do such a thing.
But he could give suggestions.
Great Swamp had always been receptive to his men's suggestions.
"Thank you for your mercy."
Beck mocked in his heart.
From his point of view, the strong didn't need to listen to the weak, just like how the strong had the right to decide the life and death of the weak.
The palm was getting closer.
It was going to stick on the door.
However, just as the palm was about to touch the door, it stopped.
"Do you really think I'm an idiot?"
A cold voice entered Becky's ears.
Beck was stunned. He didn't even have the chance to react before he was lifted up from the air and slammed towards the stone door.
"No!"
Beck screamed in fear.
He knew what would happen to him if he slammed into the stone door.
His body would be crushed into pieces!
Turned into ashes!
However, his screams couldn't change anything.
Bang!
When Beck slammed into the stone door, the tremendous force turned him into a pile of meat paste.
However, the door didn't budge.
"No matter how hard a tortoise shell is!
It's nothing but a tortoise shell! "
Amidst his disdainful cold laugh, Perforation Sting's leader raised his palm again and smashed it down without a care for the meat paste.
KABOOM!
An explosion as loud as ten tons of dynamite blasted the stone door apart.
However, Perforation Sting's leader's body was sent flying backward and fell heavily on the ground. That gray outer shell of his was shattered, revealing his disbelieving eyes.
He looked at Great Swamp behind the door.
He looked at the stone door behind Great Swamp.
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