“Stage four 49 vs 89,” Victoria’s feminine voice sounded.

With a happy grin, I looked at the young man I had humiliated a week ago, “Tomas, we meet again. How are your injuries? I heard daddy had to call some of the best doctors to recover his pathetic son.” With a hint of amusement, I crossed my arms, “Personally, I would have killed myself. Getting your ass kicked by a stage two qi condensation cultivator while you were at seven is just pathetic.”

Bloodlust filled Tomas as two gauntlets formed in his arms. Looking at the odd marking around them, a solum expression marred my face.

“You will die TODAY.” He bellowed, losing all his former intelligence.

It is not intelligence that makes the man, rather the ability to be self-aware of his actions. Snickering with contempt, I raised my arms with a slight beckon, “Allow big daddy to entertain you. ”

Deep spider veins shattered across the ground as Tomas’s eighth-ranked qi condensation rushed out for his feet. Within a second, he appeared next to me, faster than anything I had ever seen before.

A palm appeared right next to my face as I sidestepped in a hurried manner. Massive shockwaves echoed out as his gauntlets shone with white light. A wave of anxiety filled me as the white light covered Tomas causing him to burst with speeds not belonging to a qi condensation expert.

With a flicker, Tomas would appear, striking with sinister intent as I would bearly dodge. A cruel smile branded his expression as he howled like a wolf, “DIE ARSENE,”

“Do you really think big daddy will fall merely to speed?” I mocked, pushing qi into my neuroreceptors along my spine and brain. Like time had frozen, I grinned savagely as black flames covered Dragonsbane.

Watching as Tomas grew closer, his eyes shine with ruthless savagery as he shot a fist towards my skull, but Dragonsbane parried. With widen eyes, I growled like a demon clawing from the depths of hell.

Opening my mouth wide, a mass of black flames shot from my mouth, searing his entire face in surprise. A howl of anguish filled the arena stopping all the fights, but unlike last time Tomas didn’t lower his guard.

Charging forward, five different clones of myself appeared as they each attacked Tomas. Confusion written over his melting face glistened as my spear shot from behind, piercing through his shoulder. Black flames melting his insides as he bellowed in despair ,”AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”

“TOMAS!!!” A loud, powerful voice from Marquess Dra sounded,

“PROTECT ME,” I roared as Tomas leapt away in a panic. The flames covering him had vanished, but a massive hole could be seen from his shoulder.

Lights began to explode within the heavens as my three heavenly masters protected me from Marquess Dra.

Eyeing victoria, I smiled viciously, “He has not given up. You are not to interfere.” I coldly spat as my body faded like an illusion.

Wrapping my body in darkness, Victoria’s eyes, along with everyone, grew wide with bewilderment as I appeared in front of Tomas.

“Illusionary Slash,” I howled as Dragonsbane covered in flames, divided into an infinite stream of illusions, all attacking from different angles.

With a ruthless grin filled with madness, my spear began brutally butchering Tomas in front of me. No blood fell but rather chunks of seared flesh. A slight tinge of hunger permeated my stomach as the scent of beef jerk filled my nose, but I held it in.

Suddenly a massive qi shot down at me. With widened eyes, I smiled inwardly as the beam of crimson light shot through my body. A massive explosion sounded, causing all the big wigs to rise with anger. Although a little late, in my opinion.

Yet, to their horror, I was standing behind Tomas perfectly fine with an arm deep within his dantian. A savage grin masked my face as I studied the horrified look of the assassin of spirit rank and Marquess Dra.

“Genjustu Bitch,” I howled in amusement.

“NO!!!!”Dra screamed in heartbreak as he fought as hard as he could to reach his dear child.

But my work was not done as the element of darkness shot through his Lumbar Plexus and Sacral Plexus. Like a broken puppet, Tomas’s eyes and mouth expanded in shock, yet no sound sounded, but rather my laughter.

Removing my bloody hand, I exploded with cruel laughter, “Marquess, how do you like my gift. You dare attack this lord. Watch as I sever the chains that tether your love.”

My eyes had long turned crimson as the Demonic Sacrilege Mantra activated on its own. Knowledge like no other filled my mind as black flames swallowed me whole, corrupting my very thoughts. Gripping the living puppet within my hands, I saw a white-coloured flame deep within his eyes, causing me to grin as I set the little pet aflame before me.

“Beg me little Tomas, Beg big daddy,” I sadistically asked, causing the entire audience to feel a sense of anticipation.

“TOMAS!!” Dra screamed, but two other heavenly masters appeared, one from the house of snow and the other from the Vergil house, stopping him dead in his tracks.

“D-dad–daddy,” Tomas murmured in a weak manner, his body already chard and blistered from my flames.

“What is this, daddy? That is Marquess Dra. Please, my dear nephew, call me big daddy,” I swiftly corrected.

“Arsene, stop this at once.” Both Grimlor and Victoria shouted.

Sneering, a radiant fang shone from my mouth, “You made the rule, and as long as no one dies, anything is allowed. This is the consequence of daring to kill this lord. This is the price of his sin. You never announced anything when he used an enchanted weapon.” I bellowed, my voice dark and clear for the world to hear.

Carnage was written over me as I looked at my dear pet, “Now Tomas, what were you saying. “I asked with an innocent tone as if greeting a precious friend.

“F-FOGI-FORGIVE ME BIG DADDY,” Tomas shouted as the light within his eyes slowly began to lose its light. It was not my flames that had caused this. No, I could practically feel the humiliation Tomas felt as he wept inwardly.

Stuffing a healing pill into his mouth, I shook my head in panic, “Tomas? Tomas? are you Ok?” Looking at Victoria with horror, I threw the mutilated body before her, “Can you help him? I think something is wrong.” I asked with panic, causing everyone around me to gasp as they covered their eyes, not daring to gaze at the pile of shit lying on the floor.

Turning her head, Victoria covered her mouth as the stench of ash and burnt flesh assaulted her nostrils. Seeing her so disgusted, I rushed over, kicking my poor pet, by accident off the stage, “Victoria, are you, Ok.” I asked with genuine care.

Pushing my arms away, she looked like a child terrified, “Why?” she questioned, as tears filled her dark eyes.

A realization filled my soul as I chuckled in disappointment, “You are not fit to live in the cultivation world Victoria. You are far too kind. You might not hesitate to kill your enemies, but that empathy will be the death of you one day.” I whispered for only her to hear.