"I am Mr. Augustus of the Royal House of Abaddon. The House of Affliction and Destruction, and I..." His voice lingered a bit, "...Bring you your Death!"
Those words were loud and resounding. They encompassed the entire arena. It was a seal of fate. It was a declaration of the strong and powerful on the lives of the weak.
In a world where strength was the dictator of one's survival, these people's fate's have already been sealed.
And it had happened when they had just crowned a new Alpha.
However, Victor had gone to see the Primordial beast with Lenny.
Just then, another voice was heard. It started with a deep laughter: "HAHAHAHA!!! Mr Augustus. I knew that you had affiliations with one of the houses. But who could have thought that it was the Royal House of Abaddon? You old fool! Just tell them the real reason you are here!"
"Huh? Who said that?" Mr Augustus asked.
"HAHAHAHAH!!! Who do you think, you old fool? It is I!"
Mr Augustus as well as the crowd suddenly turned in a particular direction.
Those words had co from a side of the crowd.
A few n in black cloaks sat in the middle of the audience. The man in the middle was the person talking.
He had a very big body fra, and even the air around him seed to hum lowly.
The man raised his head and removed the cloak to reveal his identity.
The mont those around him saw who it was, they ran away as best they could. After all, who was foolish enough to breathe the sa air as the Governor of Waterfall City.
Yes, this was none other than Governor Momoa. The Great Demon Powerhouse existence. The others by his side also removed their cloaks.
Basket Face was on one side, and on the other side was none other than Cuban.
"Shit! Shit!! SHIT!!!" Elder Isiah cursed.
These were two Great Demon powerhouse existence in one place. This would definitely end badly.
But not just anywhere. Both of them had co personally to the city of Milk and Honey. Elder Zod on the other hand, muttered lowly, "We are finished."
"HAHAHAH!!! Momoa! I knew I slled a familiar cockroach in the air. No wonder! It seems like I was right. Look at you! Always crawling around, true to your real nature."
The mont Mr Augustus said this, Governor Momoa frowned. The very air seed to Crackle just at that frown and from where he sat, a blast of Cosmic energy charged through the ground, rushing like a snake.
It destroyed everything in its path, including the innocent civilians, imdiately turning them to blood and dust as it headed for Mr Augustus.
Mr Augustus did not move. It was just his eyes fixated on the attack, and BOOM!
It stopped where it was. Yet again, harvesting more lives that had been unfortunate to be close by.
Momoa rested his head on one hand. "My dear old friend. It would seem that the years have made you weaker. I can't believe that you are already losing to ."
"Losing to you? HAHAHAHA!!! I have to admit that this bit might be slightly true. If I am not mistaken, it was your boy's servant, Cuban's slave, that won the opportunity to et the Primordial beast, not my Riff. That was a really good plan. Who could have thought that you still had your eyes on its power?
Those words made Momoa freeze and he turned to Cuban by his side, who also raised a brow at those words.
There was obviously a bit of confusion here. Mr Augustus believed that Momoa was the person who sent Lenny. However, Momoa thought otherwise.
"Wait a minute! Where are you not the one that..."
"Father!" A shout suddenly interrupted Momoa's words.
Momoa turned to see that it was Lady Vinegar; she had a fun smile on her face as she hopped over. Her hands were bloody, forming a contrast with the pure smile and white gown she wore.
All eyes were imdiately drawn to her.
She hopped over and jumped on Momoa's body like a little child.
"I got it, father!" She opened her hand to reveal what was hidden within.
There, in her hand, was a little erald stone. Yes, it was a green stone.
It looked quite ordinary and was sothing these great n of power could get if they wished for it.
However, this stone was not just any ordinary stone.
Momoa could feel the cosmic law coming from it. Evidence of its profound power. This was no doubt an invitation stone. An artifact of profound power.
Momoa took it in his hands. "Good job, daughter!" he chuckled lightly.
"So, as per our agreent! I will no longer marry Cubans." Lady Vinegar turned to the Blood Demon with an obvious frown on her face, and then she turned back to her father. "I will marry who I want to marry!"
Governor Momoa frowned a bit.
It all happened about a week ago, when Lady Vinegar had just finished having intimate ti with Lenny.
The mont he left the suite with Victor and Moses for the Bitter street, Lady Vinegar had made a call to her father.
She told him that she was able to get him an invitation stone. But on the condition that he dissolved the deal he had with Cuban
At the ti, Momoa had agreed because he did not think that it was possible. After all, he, as a Great Demon Powerhouse, had been searching for the invitation stones for a long ti and was unable to find it.
And so he took a blood oath with her, promising to cancel the arrangent of selling her to Cuban to be his wife.
The reason for Momoa's joy and yet frown was because he had now acquired an Invitation stone, which could further enhance his plans, but at the sa ti, a blood oath cannot be dissolved.
Just while he was thinking about what to do, a person staggered into the Arena....
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