Chapter 2162 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
Acheron was caught off guard by the beastly Predatorâs sudden attack. Before he could react, he was already thrown to the ground.
After transforming, Predator wielded immense strength. He pressed Acheron down with claws resembling darksteel.
Despite his efforts, Acheron couldnât break free. He had to resort to using his golden broadsword to defend against the beastâs claws.
The beastly Predator continued to roar and snarl viciously. Its bloodied jaws dripped a thick green liquid with a foul odor.
As the liquid dripped onto Acheronâs face, it sizzled and caused his skin to corrode. âArgh!â He gritted his teeth and cried out in agony.
Yet, Acheron couldnât believe how fast the beastly Predator had recovered after being impaled in the chest earlier. It astounded him that the beastâs wound had fully healed within minutes.
Still, he couldnât understand why the beast targeted him.
âGet off me, you damn beast!â he shouted as his hands pushed against the blade with all his might. He tried to shove the beast away, but it was futile.
Following its transformation, Predator had reached an early-stage ultimate grandmaster level and possessed extraordinary strength. In a direct confrontation, Acheron would be outmatched.
The beastly Predator let out a thunderous roar. Its claws pressed down on the golden broadsword as its head edged closer to Acheronâs face.
Its menacing teeth loomed nearer, and with a flick of its barbed tongue, it ripped a chunk of flesh from Acheronâs cheek.
It was a sight that sent shivers through the onlookers.
âI canât believe that beast ended up saving Dustin,â Miles remarked, astonished by the unexpected turn of events.
Dalen narrowed his eyes. âLooks like Acheronâs really struggling to keep his ground.â
Ruby chimed in with a hint of satisfaction, âWell, heâs always been the bully. Guess itâs catching up to him now.â
âWhat a slick move by Mr. Rhys, leading trouble straight to Acheronâs doorstep,â Crystal said as she observed quietly. There was a touch of admiration in her voice.
While others might have missed it, she could tell that Predatorâs initial target was Dustin. But he had anticipated the ambush, dodging just in time as the beast lunged toward Acheron.
With both of them now locked in combat, Dustin could easily kill them if he wanted to.
Acheronâs fury erupted as he shouted, â Punk! How dare you use this beast against me? Get it off me now!â
At that moment, the beastly Predator pinned him down. He couldnât move, no matter how hard he struggled. With each passing moment, he dreaded becoming the beastâs next meal.
âElder Wood, donât try to blame this on me. Your own actions have caught up with you, and this beast is just the universe balancing things out,â Dustin said, standing nearby with a look of amusement.
âCut the crap! Deal with this beast now, and Iâll pretend nothing has happened tonight!â Acheron spat out angrily.
Dustin was unfazed by his anger. â Youâre strong, so why should I bother? Handle it yourself.â
Dealing with someone like Acheron, always thirsting for vengeance, required a swift hand. Naturally, Dustin didnât want to get his hands dirty, so he decided to exploit the situation.
With a deafening roar, the beastly Predatorâs jaws inched closer to Acheronâs face.
Acheronâs strength faded, and he knew he could no longer aid Quincy. He accepted the inevitable outcome of his fate. Faced with imminent death, the once-arrogant Acheron finally relented.
âDustin, I⦠I apologize for what I said earlier. Please, kill this beast, and Iâll reward you generously!â His tone shifted from authoritative to desperate.
âAre you serious about this?â Dustin arched an eyebrow.
âYes, I am!â Acheronâs face lit up, and he thought Dustin would agree.
So, he hurriedly continued, âDustin, Iâm an elder of the Celestial Alliance, with power, influence, and status. If you save my life, Iâll fulfill your request.
âWords alone wonât cut it. You need to swear on it,â Dustin said calmly.
âOkay, okay⦠I swear, Iâll keep my
word. If I donât follow through, Iâll be damned⦠Is that good enough?â Acheronâs forehead glistened with sweat. His hands trembled, clearly at his breaking point.
âEven with that, I still donât trust you.â Dustin shrugged, showing no intention of rescuing him.
âAre you messing with me?â Acheron was so angry he nearly spat blood. In a momentary lapse of concentration, his internal energy became chaotic.
Predatorâs jaws closed in again, this time biting off Acheronâs nose.
âAargh!â Acheron screamed, his face covered with blood.
âFeeling the reality sink in yet? Too bad it took you this long.â Dustin sneered, his gaze icy with resolve. He knew jerks like Acheron-a tyrant full of arrogance -didnât deserve an ounce of sympathy.
âArgh!â Acheron bellowed, his defiance teetering on the edge of madness. âYou punk! Iâll rip you apart!â
His words had barely left his lips when his strength drained along with his final breath.
Simultaneously, the beastly Predator opened its gaping jaws and swiftly bit down. There was a sickening bone- snapping crunch, and the beast swallowed Acheronâs entire head in one gulp.
Blood gushed from the severed neck.
The surroundings suddenly fell quiet. Even Quincy and his group, who had just arrived, involuntarily stopped in their tracks. They stood in shock, unable to comprehend what had just unfolded.
None of them had imagined that Acheron, the esteemed elder of the Celestial Alliance, would meet his end here and die in such a gruesome manner.
His head was devoured by the beast, leaving nothing behind but a headless body.