Tyrant! You Have Chosen Death!

"What's going on!?"

"What happened?"

"It's Tyrant! Tyrant is destroying the city!!"

Countless people were scared out of their wits. Only now did they truly understand why the Ten Kings were called the Ten Kings. Back when they had bragged in taverns, they had never thought the gap between themselves and the Ten Kings could be so vast.

Tyrant was human, and so were they. Tyrant was a Transcendent, and there were Transcendents among them too. How much stronger could he possibly be?

Only after witnessing it firsthand did they understand why the Ten Kings were called the Ten Kings. They also understood that the difference between people was far greater than the difference between people and dogs.

The most typical example was Humorous Dart Man Li Xiao. He had always thought that way. Even if Tyrant was stronger than him, how much stronger could he be? If he gave it everything he had, it wasn't as though he had no chance of winning.

But now, Li Xiao was like a wild dog with broken legs, hiding alone in a corner. He stared in horror, even blankly, at Tyrant standing in the heavens as he performed a miracle.

Tyrant Yang Jie wore an indifferent expression. He extended his palm toward the city below and clenched it in the air!

Boom—!

Several buildings dozens of meters tall seemed to be struck by an invisible crushing force, buckling and compressing inward wildly before turning into ruins in an instant.

The dust shot into the sky, forming a sandstorm that filled the heavens.

And Tyrant continued. His mental power seemed inexhaustible; he attacked again and again without showing the slightest fatigue.

Under his power, the entire city began collapsing from the outermost edge. The sturdy buildings were like block castles built by children,