Chapter 663: Captain Seth...is dead?!

At that moment, Captain Seth entered the room, only to freeze in disbelief at the surreal scene before him. He saw Denise pinned to the ground by an invisible, oppressive force, blood dripping from his mouth as he struggled in vain.

"Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Release Young Master Denise at once, or face immediate consequences!" Captain Seth bellowed, pointing his sword at Yuan with a furious expression. The sight of his Young Master being humiliated like this was both shocking and infuriating.

"That’s right, bastard!" Denise roared, his voice hoarse with anger. "Don’t you know who I am?! Remove this pressure and apologize to me immediately!"

His vicious grin betrayed his desperation to reclaim even a shred of dignity.

With Captain Seth standing ready to defend him, Denise’s confidence swelled. More of his men began filing into the room, emboldening him further. The sight of his reinforcements made him believe he was in control again.

However, his threats elicited nothing but laughter from Yuan and his wives. Their mocking chuckles filled the room, as if Denise’s bravado were nothing more than a pitiful joke. The dismissive reaction only stoked Denise’s fury further, and Captain Seth’s face darkened with rage.

Seething, Captain Seth stepped forward, his disdainful glare fixed on Yuan. "This is your last warning! Release Young Master Denise at once, or I will be forced to use my sword to cut you all down!"

He gripped his weapon tightly, the veins on his hands bulging as he continued, "Do you even realize who you’re dealing with? Young Master Denise is the most promising heir of the Great Drake Clan! By disrespecting him, you’re declaring war on the entire clan!"

Captain Seth’s voice swelled with pride as he stood tall, determined to protect his master.

Despite his threats, Yuan and his wives remained unfazed. They exchanged amused glances, as if the scene before them was a mere comedy. To them, Denise and his men were nothing more than clowns putting on a performance.

Denise sneered, his confidence emboldened by Captain Seth and his guards.

"You fools should reconsider and lift this pressure while there’s still time for forgiveness. Delaying further will only worsen your fate. For instance…" His grin turned lecherous as he added, "...these beautiful ladies might just end up serving me in my bed."

He licked his lips, his gaze fixed on Yuan’s wives with unabashed lust.

The room grew deathly silent.

Yuan’s expression darkened instantly, his blood boiling with anger. The air around the room turned suffocatingly heavy, as if charged with raw, unrelenting fury.

’What the hell is going on?!’ Captain Seth thought, panic creeping into his mind as his legs began to tremble involuntarily. His chest tightened, and his heart pounded erratically. ’This... this doesn’t feel normal! What is this bone-chilling pressure?!’

The oppressive atmosphere didn’t spare his men, either. One by one, their bravado crumbled. Fear gripped their hearts as their legs shook uncontrollably beneath them, their courage drained by the overwhelming aura radiating from Yuan.

With a cold, expressionless look, Yuan took a few steps forward and stood before Denise, his gaze filled with disdain.

"You boast so much for an insignificant ant… The Great Drake Clan? Are you serious right now? Do you truly believe that a mere mortal clan could threaten us? How laughable." Yuan sneered, his words cutting through Denise and Captain Seth like a poisonous blade.

Denise, Captain Seth, and the men from the Drake Clan stared at Yuan in disbelief. Never in their lives had they encountered someone who showed no fear of their clan’s name.

"H-How dare… How dare you look down on the Great Drake Clan!" Denise roared, his voice shaking with fury. "We are a proud clan that has slain countless dragons! Killing you and your companions would be child’s play!"

His body trembled with indignation, feeling as though Yuan had trampled on his family’s honor.

"T-This is blasphemy! How dare you insult the Great Drake Clan in such a manner?! For such insolence, you must face severe punishment!" Captain Seth snarled, gripping his sword tightly. His eyes burned with murderous intent as he lunged at Yuan, swinging his weapon with the intent to slice him in half.

"Now die, you arrogant bastard!" Captain Seth bellowed, bringing his blade down with all his might.

Yuan, however, remained unfazed. A wide grin appeared on his face as he watched the sword descending toward him in slow motion. With almost effortless precision, he raised his hand.

Ding!

A loud metallic clang echoed through the room as Yuan stopped the blade—using only two fingers. It was so effortless that Denise and his men froze in stunned silence, their faces etched with disbelief.

"W-WHAT?! IMPOSSIBLE! This is impossible!" Denise shouted, his voice trembling. Countless questions raced through his mind as he stared at Yuan with wide-open eyes.

"T-This can’t be…" Captain Seth muttered under his breath, his voice barely audible. His wide eyes were filled with disbelief as he stared at the scene before him.

The men standing behind him were equally dumbfounded, their expressions mirroring his. They gawked at Yuan as though he were an unstoppable monster, his strength far beyond their comprehension.

"T-This must be an illusion!" one of Denise’s men stammered, his voice cracking. "There’s no way he could stop Captain Seth’s sword with just two fingers!"

The room was filled with murmurs of disbelief, the tension thick enough to cut with a blade.

But Yuan’s expression grew even colder. Without a word, he twisted his fingers slightly, snapping Captain Seth’s sword in half with ease.

Bang!

The shattered sword released a burst of powerful magical energy, creating a shockwave that swept across the room. The force of the explosion shook the walls and sent a wave of pressure surging from one end of the room to the other.

"W-What…?" Captain Seth stared at Yuan in utter disbelief, his heart pounding wildly as his broken sword lay scattered in pieces on the floor.

’How did he break my sword so easily? My sword is made from pure adamantine—a metal so strong it’s considered nearly unbreakable. And yet… this young man destroyed it as if it were nothing.’ Captain Seth’s thoughts raced, his mind unable to comprehend what had just happened. He felt as though he were trapped in a nightmare, his body trembling with a newfound sense of helplessness.

That sword wasn’t just a weapon; it was his pride. It symbolized his knighthood to the Drake Family, a representation of his resolve and unshakable will. And now, it was reduced to mere shards on the ground.

Before Captain Seth could react, Yuan grabbed him by the neck and slammed him to the floor with no trace of mercy in his eyes. The impact reverberated through the room, shattering Captain Seth’s heavy armor as cracks spread across it. Several pieces broke off entirely, clattering uselessly to the ground.

"Agh!" Captain Seth coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest burning with pain as internal injuries overwhelmed his body.

Denise and his men stood frozen, their faces pale with shock and disbelief. The scene before them was incomprehensible, as though the very ground had been ripped out from beneath them. The sheer weight of the situation crushed their courage, leaving them paralyzed.

"Was that all you could do?" Yuan’s cold, disdainful voice broke the silence. He stared at Captain Seth with a murderous grin. "You’re nothing special. After all, you’re just a lowly lapdog of the Drake Clan. And you’ve overstepped all your boundaries by coming here uninvited."

Yuan detested arrogant people who relied solely on the strength and reputation of their family or clan. Even in his past life, he had been surrounded by such individuals. Back then, as a poor orphan struggling to survive, he had no power to stand against them.

But now, things were different. Worlds apart.

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Now, Yuan possessed the power to crush such arrogance. He could make them kneel, beg, and regret their insolence.

"Hubby, he claimed to be a dragon slayer—boasting about having slain countless dragons. Let me end his life for such blasphemy!" Xi Meili stepped forward, her expression cold and disdainful. Her voice carried an icy edge that sent shivers down the spines of the Drake Clan’s men.

"Of course, my dear," Yuan said, stepping back with a wicked grin. "He’s all yours. Do whatever you want with him. After all, he dared to claim he’d killed countless dragons. Let’s see how he fares against a real dragon…"

Yuan’s words hung heavy in the air as Xi Meili’s gaze sharpened, her presence radiating an oppressive aura that made the members of the Drake Clan tremble in fear.

Captain Seth’s expression shifted drastically as he stared at Xi Meili with his mouth agape, disbelief etched across his face.

’W-What is this feeling? It’s as if I’m standing before a mighty beast, not a demi-human… Just who is this young lady?’ Captain Seth’s thoughts swirled in confusion and dread as his body began trembling uncontrollably.

Xi Meili glanced at him with disdain, a small wisp of flame flickering to life in her palm. Though no larger than a candle flame, the heat it emitted was suffocating, instantly making the entire room unbearably hot.

"For daring to utter such blasphemy, your punishment is—death!" Xi Meili declared coldly, her voice unwavering as she tossed the flame toward Captain Seth.

The tiny wisp of fire moved unnaturally fast, engulfing Captain Seth’s entire body before he could even react.

Before a single scream could escape his lips, his body disintegrated into ash, crumbling to the ground like a fragile sand sculpture.

A stunned silence filled the room. The men from the Drake Clan stared in utter disbelief, their faces pale and their minds reeling.

"C-Captain Seth… is dead?!" Denise stammered, his voice shaky and weak as he stared at the remains of his trusted knight. For the first time in his life, he felt truly hopeless.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Captain Seth, a man who had slain countless dragons and stood as an unshakable pillar of strength, was gone—reduced to nothing within seconds. He hadn’t even been able to defend himself against Xi Meili’s flame.

The reality of the situation struck Denise like a thunderclap. Captain Seth’s power, which he had always seen as invincible, was utterly useless against these people. A cold wave of fear washed over him as he began to realize the vast difference in strength.

Denise’s heart pounded wildly, and he couldn’t stop trembling as he looked at Yuan and his wives. To him, Yuan was no longer just a man—he was a demon, and that demon had come to claim his life.

Yuan, wearing a smug smirk, stepped forward and locked eyes with Denise.

"So, what now?" Yuan asked mockingly, his voice dripping with condescension. "Your knight in shining armor is dead. What are you going to do?"

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