Emperor's Reckoning

Lyon was standing tall like the nickname he was given by the Empress herself. The aura of a ruler that couldn't be beseeched all others, even Kaiju the one called Heaven's Son couldn't hold a candle against him.

Against the unknown, he was bare topless with his transformation had reached its end. Yet the spine he had was made by something harder than steel. He couldn't be shaken, neither by the circumstance nor gods, neither by devils nor saints that loved to preach about their belief. His eyes were as sharp as a blade and as mellow as water, heaven was beneath his feet and forever it will be.

"I thought you would be more, grand, not a rotten piece of flesh that is imprisoned in this dark gorge for some reason. What's the meaning of being an immortal if you could only see these walls that are racing you with age?"

Lyon's words were even sharper than blade as it cut through right against its soul. Much like the lady behind the floating eyeball, he didn't beat around the bush, but before the latter could even laugh Lyon continued with a smirk.

"The fact that you can keep us here is legit true, the vortex didn't come out to suck him out of this world when you broke both of his arms. The fear in his eyes is apparent yet he is still here."

"You!"

The man he was referring to could only grit his teeth before the eerie laugh of the figure hiding in the shadows overcome his fuming rage.

"Hahahaha! Nothing escapes your mind! Nothing! Not only you are strong, but you are also quite a killer inside your head. As old as I am, I feel like we are on equal ground. Shame, if only you were born at the same time as me."

"Heh, you have no idea."

Lyon's answer brought his eyes to slightly mellow but the gentle eyes knew no mercy when it comes to it. The words sent the floating eyeball to a slightly squinted mode, there was nothing but curiosity riddling the mind of the one that found him curious than the rest.

"Let's cut to the chase, I have my women waiting for me long enough."

Lyon suddenly changed his tone and took the flow of the conversation to a way that Kaiju was hoping. Even the lady behind the floating eyeball couldn't believe what he was saying.

"Kukuku, you might be able to win against the tree, but that was not even a glimpse of what I'm capable of doing!"

The atmosphere instantly turned tense before the wall slowly crumbled down bit by bit. The land trembled as Sylviana lost her balance. The land she was standing in was beginning to crack before it broke down.

"Ah!"

"I got you!"

A hand managed to grab her wrist as she dangling over the edge of the cliff. Ayumu managed to get a hold of her before she was at the mercy of nature.

"Thanks!" said Sylviana in a heartbeat. However, she glanced down below before seeing that dark deep gorge below. The chilling atmosphere got her goosebumps rose and the intensity of the height got her sweating a cold one.

"GAH!"

Sylviana widened her eyes the moment she heard the cry.

"Hahahaha! Too bad your cultivation is too low!" the figure was choking Lyon by the neck as the latter was embedded to the wall behind him.

The floating eyeball hesitated. The lady with the purple lips was hesitating to help the young man she had piqued her interest in.

*Pant!

*Pant!

"Too bad, you look like you could use some conditioning on your skin! It felt so disgusting having your rotten ghoul skin touching me."

(What is he saying?!) even the lady with purple lips lost for words.

"Hahaha! Try and agitate me!"

The rotten hands that choked his neck pulled his entire body before slamming it again against the cold wall.

Kaiju looked at the one with ridiculous strength playing with Lyon's life like a doll. Despite the trembling boom that each time Lyon's head was banged against the wall, the smirk he had never fade. He gritted his teeth before he looked above for a second then darted his glance back at the bullying in front.

His written teeth soon turned into a wicked smile. (As much as I'm enjoying this suffering of yours, I must say thank you for making this opening for me, I will make sure to keep your women warmth while you're gone) thought Kaiju before he slightly squatted down and jumped to the air.

"And where do you think you're going? Heaven's Son?"

"WHAT?!"

He could feel his right ankle was being grabbed by the same disgusting rotten hand before his entire being slammed to the ground with a sonic boom. His body immediately bounced back from the crushing impact before rolling around and kissed the ground.

"What a naughty fellow, do you think that just because you have a bloodline originating from Heaven, you could get away that easily? You come to my house, you are the guest and until the host tells you so, you stay. HUH?"

The figure couldn't even detect the change of wind until it was too late. Lyon's fist went straight for its face unhindered in its disbelief. However, there was not enough force in that fist to send even an itch to the latter.

"Heh, I guess I need to recharge some more," smirked Lyon despite the utter failure of his attack. However, he looked down on it as he continued saying, "I bet you were scared for a while there."

"Heh, hahahaha!"

Lyon didn't let the rotten hand move his fist away from its cheek, instead, he retracted it on his own accord.

"What was that?!" the floating eyeball had its pupils shrunken.

The lady with the purple lips gasped in excitement and curiosity. She watched the movement Lyon just made and her breath was instantly taken away.

"What a wondrous technique, flawless execution of form!"

She had seen a fair share of experts thanks to her occupation and well-acknowledged fame that render the kingdom to put out a hefty sum for her service. However, only some of them could astonish her, but he, Lyon, was the only one that could take her breath away in a single motion of attack.

"Incredible... Incredible! Never have I seen something so beautiful and deadly at the same time! Sadly... it's lacking the strength it needs."

The lady with the purple lips gulped as she looked at Lyon with interest. (This, this, you must live!) thought the lady before she starts to gather a massive amount of mana like that of a torrent almost rivalling the man she saw.

"You surely have so many tricks, I think the lass was underestimating you when she said that you are 'interesting' for me to meet. Your raw technique was almost one hundred percent efficient, sadly, your power had diminished too greatly from the time you were using Devil Ape's blessing. If only you have sufficient power, you could assassinate me in one hit if you aim for the neck. However, I guess even you know that your power was not enough to cut this rotten flesh of mine."

"Hah, you might not be blessed with a bloodline like this guy over here nor did you get the jackpot like that lass with Wargod Phisyique! However, the technique, the very raw talent of yours! You could avoid the air while striking! I've seen a fair share of might, but yours, it's only comparable to probably the best assassin in the world. The White Snake!"

"Heh," Lyon chuckled as he looked at his palm. The White Snake, supposedly the mother figure that he had in his past life. From what Shen told him, she was changed the moment he snuggled in her arms when he was just a baby with no teeth. He slowly clenched his fist not with anger but with the warmth of the silhouette that he couldn't even remember. Only a finger and a kind gaze of a face that he couldn't very well see at the time.

"Kuh?!"

Lyon suddenly opened his eyes wide as the rotten fist hit his stomach before he was sent against the wall. His back bounced back before another fist raining down on him as the latter laughed. "What are you daydreaming about I wonder?! In the meantime, how about you try your own medicine?! Was it like this?! Like this?!"

The figure hiding under the shadow was mimicking Lyon's attack when he destroyed the Golden Wise Tree.

"Guha!"

His cry of pain reverberated through the air before...

*Thump!

Sylviana who was still dangling amidst the tremors suddenly changed her expression as she looked down.

"Gah!"

*Thump!

Ayumu started to notice the change in Sylviana's eyes before she saw the familiar black spark around her figure.

"You wouldn't..."

One of the black thunder kissed her hand before Ayumu let her go in a reflex.