Emperor's Reckoning

The young man leisurely made the throne his own as his face was nonchalant even when the kingdom was not his. There was not a single complaint coming out from the Crown winners' mouths. All of their heads looked up as fear and revere engulfed their pride. The man that ended the career of the arrogance Kaiju right in front of the masses. A public execution. Nothing escaped his wrath, not even when the latter's seniors decided to interfere.

(That is Lyon Torga?!) Russel took a step back after a harsh gulp. His pupils constricted before he glanced at the woman with purple hair. The most dashing woman that had entered womanhood, was looking at the young man with a smile on her face and a glimmer in her eyes.

With Yunesia telling the world the very event herself the slight of hope that it was a lie was swept away like dust against a broom. (Kill me.... that man is going to kill me!) thought Russel as his hands trembled. Because if he dared to sit on that throne despite the grand pressure and the choking atmosphere surrounding the room, cutting his head would be nothing even if his father was in the same room as him. His uncle said nothing but only grinning from ears to ears, and her aunt didn't utter a single opinion as they let him sat on the throne.

Borton furrowed his eyebrows before he asked.

"May I know why did you kill Kaiju Loh?"

The question sent a tremble of palpitation as the crowds turned silent and let the rain outside filled the hollow. Sophia raised her eyebrows as she looked at the leisurely seated young man on the throne. Wearing only a bathrobe that covered his body, the young man courted all of the attention not in an embarrassing way but in a ruling way.

"Because he tried to kill my woman," said Lyon as his eyes turned sharp.

The domineering aura spread out without fail as he made his stand. He casually showed his reverse scale where nobody should ever touch.

"How do we know that he spoke the truth?!"

Sophia furrowed her eyebrows as she took a glance at the familiar frantic voice before finding Russel pointing his finger against Lyon. It was quite clear as she could see the trembling hand that was pointing out against him.

Borton's face started to crease. He didn't remember to tell his son to say something. The kid was acting strange ever since he asked if Kaiju was still alive. Something was not right but he could only have a hunch.

"I can vouch for that,"  said Yunesia before she was granted the attention.

"I was there at the last moment before Kaiju was sucked out of the vortex. I can tell you how he lost against Lyon but you wouldn't believe it," said Yunesia with a puckered-up smile.

The man was sucked out the moment he was basked in the killing intent that even made the giant shadow looked pale in comparison. Just a glare defeated his soul right there and then. The first initial warning of death was upon him at the time before the latter broke the entire plane and finished him off.

"What's wrong cousin? It seems like you have something against the Young Emperor, Lyon Torga? Might as well say it upfront," teased Sophia who knew very well what he was on about.

Russel had garnered Lyon's attention as the latter looked at him with his sharp eyes. He didn't utter a word but the people could see that he didn't mind even with Borton being in the same room as he showed his seriousness.

(You bitch!) thought Russel as he set himself up in a bad spot. His forehead started to sweat a cold one as he felt the gazes of many. He was usually calm as he got used to the stares of others however, this time it was different. The young man that was sitting on the throne couldn't care less, a madman if one might put it. Not even the Treas word in his middle name would mean anything.

"Kaiju? Who is that?"

Russel furrowed his eyebrows before he heaved a sigh of relief (Save!).

The voice came from the mouth of the man that tried to bully Lyon twice but failed both times. Lyon didn't even touch his skin and he was defeated. His pride had been pummeled by a young man of a later generation that didn't even have the same cultivation realm as him.

"But you are telling me that your weakness is your woman? Hahaha! Pretty classic! A young hero, prince charming!"

"Fakon, that's enough!"

"Shut up Cliff!"

Cliff furrowed his eyebrows as the man named Fakon didn't adhere to his order. His authority had been challenged as he clenched his fists but Borton immediately sent a calling to stop whatever he was going to do. The latter took an interest in the developing situation. Seeing that his son had antagonized Lyon, this might be in his favor in the end.

Lyon furrowed his eyebrows but his glance still held a condescending look against the man that was more than eight-level above him.

(The purple one! The purple-haired one is his woman!! The ones that crossed her arms to your right!)

A voice rang in his mind as his eyes slightly opened wide before he took a glance and found a woman that fitted his description. His mouth's grinned ear to ear as he looked at Luna whose cultivation was even lower than the young man.

Luna opened her eyes wide before she noticed a hand was reaching against her neck. The cultivation difference was too wide that even with her bloodline raging she couldn't handle the brute force before she was choked.

Karina and Ryona's eyes opened wide before they both pounced on him without a second thought.

"One more move and she is gone," said Fakon.

"Tch! You coward!"

"Hahahaha!!"

"Hubby is going to kill you!"

"What? You are also his woman? Hahaha, he has a lot of weaknesses I see!" laughed Fakon before he turned around.

Luna was struggling to get out of the strong grip but to no avail, she was presented against the winner of the generation like a chicken to be butchered.

"No rash moves! Come here and kowtow before me!"

Jin furrowed his eyebrows as he gritted his teeth. The act was unacceptable even by his standard. He was looking for the right opening and wait the right time.

"Borton! You bastard, you invite someone like him?!" shouted Luke as he made use of the situation the best that he could. Using the morals Borton spread against him.

"You've heard what Cliff said, he acted on his own," answered Borton calmly.

"Come on then! Don't let her wait for too long, or my hand might slip and broke her neck."

Fakon laughed heartily as it reverberated across the room.

(Jin! What now?) asked Priscila as the situation suddenly went out of their hands, though it had been the whole time.

(The only thing that could buy us an opening is our son-in-law, I will not have a maiden's blood spilled on my carpet tonight!) said Jin.

(Don't worry Lyon, just go there and buy me an opening, he will not leave this place alive) said Jin as he spoke directly inside Lyon's mind.

*THUMP!

"Ngh!"

"KH!!"

"Gah!"

(This is... just like at the time!) thought Kyoko as all her survival instinct exploded. She immediately reminisced about the time in Luderia where Biane and Clemora were kidnapped and beaten in a dungeon. The eruption of killing intent covered the entire kingdom and not even newborns were spared as they cried without a cry.

(What- what is this?! Killing intent?! To such degree?!) thought Yunesia as she was hardly breathing.

*Tap

The youth was walking past Priscila and Jin as both of them hardly moved their pupils to take focus on the young man's back. Descending from the throne the young man's eyes opened wide with his pupils constricted. The bloodlust in his steps could he felt as he approached Fakon who looked at him with his eyebrows begging for mercy.

The lightning and the rain outside were incomparable against the killing intent that Lyon emitted. The raging waves were calm as even nature could feel the choked atmosphere.

(I'm... I'm a level eight Godhood Realm cultivator! Why! Why! Why is he! What is that mountainous killing intent?!) thought Fakon as the youth draws near.

Mana in the surrounding changed tides as they gathered on the youth's right hand, even the pure form of it that came out from the ring inside his finger was joining in. His index finger pointed forward as he kept walking before he wrote the first stroke of the letter.

(GOLDEN?!) Yunesia opened her eyes wide.

"Immortal Magic: Tongue of Prometheus!"

"Ngh?!"

Fakin's face was grabbed by Lyon's hand as the spell activated. His eyes caught alight before he saw with his little pupils, a magic brand that was black in color right on Lyon's palm.

*Boom!

A large tornado of fire came out like a hurricane in under a second from his palm. Fakon's entire face was engulfed but the might of the tornado flame shot out to the entrance and to the sea. Every other city could see the streak of fire that was comparable to a natural disaster. The seawater evaporated upon touch and the tiny islands that came in its way were not spared.