Bang!!!!
The enormous city walls trembled violently as the magnificent gate of Mary Geoise was crushed beneath a gigantic foot descending from the sky.
Cracks spread across the massive structure.
Then, amid deafening tremors, the remaining sections of the gate collapsed inward with a thunderous roar.
Clang!
Inside Mary Geoise, countless Celestial Dragons were still indulging in their luxurious lifestyles when the explosive sound shattered the atmosphere.
Confusion.
Disbelief.
None of them understood what had happened.
The sound announcing the arrival of war was something far beyond their imagination.
...
The peaceful lives of the so called [World Nobles] were instantly disrupted by the flames of conflict.
...
Holy Land Mary Geoise.
The sacred residential area reserved exclusively for the Celestial Dragons, the so called [Land of the Gods].
Within the district filled with extravagant mansions.
Inside one particularly lavish estate.
"Hmph! What's with all this noise?!"
A short and overweight Celestial Dragon sat upright on an enormous bed crafted from gold and layered with luxurious goose down blankets.
His face twisted with irritation as over twenty concubines hurried to help him dress.
"Hmph!"
Saint Orus grabbed a golden teacup nearby and hurled it violently at a fully armored guard.
Clang!
The cup struck the guard's armor with a crisp metallic sound, failing to leave even a scratch.
Yet the guard screamed miserably as though he had been struck by a charging Sea King.
"AAAAHHHHH!"
His body flew backward and slammed hard against the wall before collapsing onto the floor.
The impact even cracked the wall behind him.
"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
The armored guard trembled as he forced himself back onto one knee.
His voice was full of flattery.
"Saint Orus, your strength has become even more incredible!"
"You are truly unmatched!"
"What God King? What Yonko? None of them are worth mentioning before you!"
"If they dared appear before you, they would die from a single punch!"
"Hah! At least you understand."
Saint Orus snorted proudly as some of the irritation on his face faded.
"I am naturally one of the strongest people in this world."
He glared impatiently at the guard.
"Idiot, go check what happened outside. Whatever made that noise ruined my mood completely."
Before he could finish speaking, his expression twisted again with violent malice.
"Damn it! Damn it all!!!"
He suddenly roared in fury.
"Lowlife! How dare you look at me like that?!"
"You want to kill me?!"
Saint Orus shoved a terrified concubine onto the floor.
The woman cried out as he raised his foot and stomped down viciously.
"Die! Die!"
"You filthy lowlifes are always plotting against me!"
The former singer, who had once been abducted from a performance hall, cried desperately beneath the barrage of kicks.
"P-Please spare me, Saint Orus..."
"Didn't you love hearing me sing...?"
Blood stained her lips as she forced herself to sing through the pain.
"La... ah... ah..."
"Wuu... la la..."
Her trembling voice mixed with sobs and agony.
Yet Saint Orus remained completely unmoved.
He continued stomping on her bruised body without the slightest hesitation.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
His enraged screams echoed through the room.
"Yesterday, I made a bet with Saint Bellana!"
"That worthless pirate died after only one hundred lashes!"
"He was supposed to survive one hundred and fifty!"
"Because of that trash, I lost ten premium slaves to Saint Bellana!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became.
Everyone around him lowered their heads respectfully.
No one dared intervene.
No one dared speak.
"Huff... huff..."
Dozens of seconds later, Saint Orus finally stopped.
He clutched his aching waist while panting heavily from exhaustion.
"Drag her away."
"Don't bother treating her."
"Throw her outside and let her die somewhere else. I don't want to see her."
"Yes!"
Several attendants immediately stepped forward and dragged the unconscious woman away like discarded garbage.
Saint Orus rubbed his belly lazily.
"Much better."
"As expected, lowlifes only exist to relieve stress."
He glanced toward the armored guard nearby.
"You, go find out what happened outside."
"Also, prepare the dungeon."
"I'm going there later to have some fun."
"Killing a few lowlifes should improve my mood."
Click!
The armored guard immediately knelt.
"Understood, Saint Orus."
"I'll investigate immediately and prepare the slaves for your entertainment."
"Oh, right..."
A twisted grin slowly spread across Saint Orus's face.
"Hehehe..."
"Bring me ten younger slaves as well."
"I want new pets."
"Today, Saint Bellana and I are making another bet."
"I wager her saber toothed tiger can swallow ten lowlifes in one bite..."
Bang!
The surrounding attendants, concubines, and guards instantly knelt together while shouting flatteringly:
"Saint Orus is brilliant!"
"The saber toothed tiger will definitely swallow all ten lowlifes at once!"
"You are guaranteed to win!"
"Hahahaha!"
Saint Orus raised his head proudly.
"Of course I will!"
"I'm far smarter than Saint Bellana."
"Last time was only an accident."
"This time, I'd like to see how she plans to beat me!"
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