Adam felt blood lodged in his throat. The murderous fury that had surged through him moments ago had now become blades slicing into his heart.
The more he had wanted to punch Tony to death just now, the more he wanted to cough up blood now.
He had never met anyone so shameless!
So fucking shameless!
His blood roiled, frustration crushing him until he spat out a mouthful of blood. "Pfft!"
Blood sprayed across the sky, vividly red.
Tony beamed and said without a shred of sincerity, "Congratulations on your victory, Venerable Adam! Congratulations!"
Mephisto smiled too. "Supreme Adam, you could count everyone in the universe capable of beating my lord on one hand. You're going to be famous!"
Adam was so furious he nearly burst a blood vessel. Pressing his earpiece, he asked, "Your Majesty, what do we do next?"
Establish our authority?
Does this fucking count as establishing our authority?
Anyone with eyes could see I got the worst of it!
I took a punch head-on and got seriously injured!
I didn't gain a damn thing!
"...Leave it at that. Just say we won."
They had won, but not entirely.
Down on the ground, Linda watched the live broadcast in front of her, utterly speechless.
"Is the leader of the Dark Empire really this shameless?"
Powerful and shameless!
A data analyst approached with a report. "Your Majesty, we've calculated the power of that attack. Three punches would reduce Adam's combat capabilities. Twelve to twenty-four would most likely destroy him completely!"
Linda did some calculations. "So twelve to twenty-four punches would kill him... This Demon King really is powerful!"
"If we put the full resources of the treasury behind him, Adam could withstand more than a hundred punches."
Linda sighed. "We're guaranteed to lose, aren't we?"
The data analyst