Yuga Khan was truly about to go mad.
He glared with bloodshot eyes, the thick stench of blood nearly drowning the entire Earth.
"I am Yuga Khan, the most powerful god of the past three generations! How dare you treat me like this!!!"
"I am the master of Apocalypse!"
"Even the gods must bow before me!!"
"They all call me the mightiest tyrant!!"
"But you... how could you treat me like this!!!"
Yuga Khan howled madly.
Yet his voice, that desperate roar which should have shattered the entire Earth, was now no different from the cry of a kitten.
Bang!
The Beyonder impatiently set a palm-sized glass bottle on the table.
Inside the bottle, Yuga Khan was furious. He leaped up wildly, hammering the glass with fists no bigger than pebbles.
Clang, clang, clang...
The noise irritated The Fulcrum.
He summoned his administrative assistant, pointed at the bottle, and said, "This idiot keeps yelling. Do you have any way to make him shut up?"
"Sir, I believe you only need to seal his mouth," the assistant replied respectfully.
The Beyonder nodded in understanding and snapped his fingers. Yuga Khan's mouth immediately vanished.
"Mmph, mmph, mmph..."
Yuga Khan nearly exploded with rage.
The Beyonder had not merely sealed his mouth. He had erased his language organs from a higher level of existence.
Yuga Khan tried to restore his linguistic system, but he soon discovered in horror that no matter how hard he tried, he could not find the point that needed repairing. It was as though nothing had ever been missing.
That was terrifying. The Beyonder had even altered the fundamental nature of Yuga Khan's life form, erasing his capacity for language from the very beginning.
Yuga Khan's bloodshot eyes nearly bulged out as he wildly pounded on the glass bottle.