Killing intent filled the air.
Killing intent so pure they could smell it.
The air between heaven and earth turned into streams of astral wind.
The wind swept past.
The astral wind sliced through the four men's clothes.
Little White Tiger smiled. He knew Overlord had arrived.
His father had arrived.
"Watch out."
"Overlord really is here."
"It's fine. With all four of us working together, we still have a chance."
Chairman Bai's palms grew slick with nervous sweat.
Relying on the Wrath of the Dark Sky, Amir offered reassurance.
The four stood shoulder to shoulder, staring warily a thousand meters into the distance.
Dark clouds loomed there.
Wind and clouds surged there.
A burly figure appeared there.
Cigar clenched between his teeth, the red-eyed man glared at the four of them.
Even a thousand meters away, they could still feel Overlord's fury.
"It's fine. He won't dare enter the Wrath of the Dark Sky."
Amir Mo reassured himself.
Bang!
The next second.
The ground beneath Overlord's feet exploded.
He flashed past like a cannonball.
He covered the thousand meters in the blink of an eye.
Whoosh!
The wind swept past.
It lifted their hair.
Chairman Bai and Amir Di turned to exchange bewildered looks.
Amir Mo, who had been standing between them, had vanished.
Crack, crack, crack.
The sound of twisting bones came from behind them.
At 1.9 meters tall, Amir Mo looked like a child in Overlord's arms.
Overlord's massive hand gripped his head.
Right in front of the three of them, he twisted it clockwise three full turns.
As though winding a clock.
No matter how Amir Mo struggled, he could not break free of Overlord's embrace.
He could only watch in despair as Overlord twisted his neck apart.
"You touched my son?"
Overlord's fury had yet