The Bored Immortal

*Whoosh!*

Suddenly, Laynar heard something zooming from behind him, but as he turned around, he was shocked to see a hand clutch his neck and hold him in place.

Shockingly the person who was standing before him was none other than Viktor, whose grip seemed even stronger than iron.

His eyes were glowing a mystical blue while the rest of his body was covered in a cloak.

"How...Why…" Laynar had a hundred questions in his mind but was unable to retaliate since Viktor had not only clutched his neck, but he could also feel his sharp claws already piercing his skin.

How did this guy get here and why was he here??

He was sure that if he made a sudden move, those sharp claws would crush his neck. If he wasn't able to budge Viktor's hand after struggling so hard, how could he hope to turn the tables in this situation?

Ayana's expression became jubilant and relieved to see Viktor, but the injuries on her leg were making it hard for her to get up.

She wondered why Viktor was here.

Did he follow me? Was he concerned about me? No, that can't be…

Still, seeing how Laynar was staying within Viktor's grip like a paralyzed pig, she realized yet again how strong this guy was and how easy he went on her the first time she fought against him, thinking that he was some rude tourist.

Laynar felt that Viktor had been watching the whole thing for a while and decided to only intervene now, "Why...show up...now?" He retched out his words with a bitter expression, realizing that Viktor was probably hiding here all along and had probably followed him since the beginning.

But he couldn't understand how he never noticed Viktor's presence all this time. He double checked to make sure he wasn't being followed though he had no idea that Viktor could go invisible.

Viktor leaned in and whispered, "For the dramatic effect, of course. The prince charming should always save the damsel from the bad guy at the last moment. That is rule number zero in my book. Thanks for being the villain."

Laynar's eyes twitched quite a few times as he couldn't make himself comprehend the words this crazy man was saying.

In his anger and frustration, he clutched Viktor's neck, hoping to strangle him, "You...bastard!"

Viktor didn't even bother swatting off his hand but instead smiled as he clicked his tongue in pity, "Tsk, tsk, look at you. The great son of the first chief. Before absolute strength, all tricks are meaningless. Didn't you say something similar like that to her? Also, you were boasting quite a lot about your 'manliness', weren't you? Wanna put that to the test?"

'Why is this bastard's neck so fucking strong?' Laynar's expression was brimming with despair seeing how no matter how hard he tried to clutch Viktor's neck, he couldn't even strangle him in the slightest.

But most of all, hearing the words Viktor just said about his 'manliness' made his expression freeze as he felt that something very bad was going to happen by the evil smile on this guy's face.

Before he knew it, he grimaced as he suddenly felt Viktor clutching his crotch tightly. Ayana gasped as she covered her mouth and even her eyes wondering what kind of outrageous thing Viktor was going to do to him.

"S-Stop! What are you...planning to do?!" Laynar retched out his words like a squealing pig.

Viktor continued to look at his face with a smile as he slowly tightened his grip around Laynar's crotch and continued to tighten as sounds of something cracking began to sound out.

"Ahhh!!! NO! Stop! STOP!!"

"Do you hear that sound? That is the sound of me crushing your 'manliness'. Do you realize how fragile your 'manliness' is now?"

"ARGHH….YES!! I DO!! STOP!!"

Ayana couldn't believe that Viktor was really crushing his balls. This was the greatest humiliation, insult, and punishment that could be inflicted on a man, especially in their clan.

If they had their balls crushed, how would they have descendants? Remembering how Laynar almost tried to violate her, Ayana inwardly felt that he deserved this.

But then she remembered that Laynar was the only son of the first chief, and if he learned about this, then Viktor could be in a lot of trouble. So even if she did not want to, she still said out of concern for Viktor, "Viktor, don't do it. His father will cause you trouble! He has no other son."

Viktor's expression didn't change as it was not like he didn't know who Laynar's father was. But he was Viktor, after all. When in this world was he afraid of someone? If anything, it was always others who were afraid of and feared him. Just because he was laying low didn't mean he didn't know when to instill fear in those who piss him off. He already knew this piece of shit was stalking his future wife and even tried to violate her precious disciple. So how could he let him off?

"Oh, his father is the first chief, right?" Viktor casually asked while loosening his grip slightly, though Ayana looked at him with a stupefied look, seeing how he seemed least bothered about it.

Laynar, who had his eyes rolled upwards from the excruciating pain, felt a sudden relief when Viktor loosened his grip and inwardly thought this guy probably stopped since he was afraid of his father.

'Just you wait, you bastard. I will make sure to chop you to pieces and then have Nyissa all for myself!' Laynar vengefully promised himself inwardly. When did he suffer such humiliation, especially having his balls almost destroyed? He was the son of the first chief, and he was determined to make sure Viktor realized this before killing him off.

"I am sure his father must be quite proud of his son's manliness. But it's time we opened his eyes and let him see how fragile his son's 'manliness' is," Viktor continued as he suddenly tightened his grip.

Ayana had a dumbfounded look, hearing his words but at the same time felt a sense of satisfaction.

"AAAHHWWOO!!" Laynar howled like a dog in labor as he didn't expect such a U-turn from this bastard. His body was continuously spasming from all the agonizing pain while the feeling of nausea was hitting him hard as some kind of froth began to escape from his mouth.

The sound of something getting squished resounded and the next moment, Laynar's body jerked suddenly before he lost all consciousness out of shock from the pain, and Viktor let go of his crotch, feeling that this guy would feel dread the next time he hears the word 'manliness.'

The pain of his scrotum being crushed was too much for his body to handle and shut down, resulting in him becoming unconscious. This was undoubtedly one of the most painful injuries possible to mankind, and Ayana made a mental note of this, just in case she came upon any more annoying men like this.

However, she was still worried about how the first chief would react when he learned about his son's manhood being crippled.

Viktor dropped him to the ground as he mumbled, "And I thought he had balls of steel, tsk, tsk."