Chapter 235: Punishment
The brutal sound of bones breaking echoed once again as Darian landed a direct hit on Vanh’s face. He spun in the air like a ragdoll. The final impact smashed him against the already shattered stage floor.
After that, he just lay there, motionless. Unfortunately for him, he landed on his back... everyone could see his face — the one that had worn a mocking smile just seconds ago — now a bloody, unrecognizable mess of flesh. His features were completely destroyed.
The silence in the arena was almost tangible. Everyone stared at the scene in horror and disbelief.
It took just two punches to the face from Darian, and one hit to the ribs from Niara. Then they both stopped... not because they wanted to, but because the space around him had solidified.
Thomas fully activated his power and blessing. From the moment Darian activated his rings until now, only three seconds had passed. Thomas had been caught off guard and failed to react in time...
Darian kept his promise — the one everyone had heard earlier and thought was ridiculous.
"You son of a..." Thomas growled, spitting through clenched teeth, seething with rage.
His body trembled... from pure fear. The Wube family, and that cursed woman, would blame him for this. Vanh wasn’t in mortal danger, but he’d been viciously beaten in front of everyone... and the whole thing was recorded forever. Now, Thomas felt like a cold blade was pressed to his throat.
His life was on the line. The only way to fix this was to take revenge right now.
His eyes locked on Darian and he didn’t hesitate. His blessing was the kind that manipulated space-time. It was high-level stuff, and even if Darian had eight rings just like him, there was no way he could escape after being trapped.
Darian scoffed. "What’s wrong? Scared of that bitch? Don’t worry, I’ll be the one dealing with you, not her."
A clear killing intent surged from Thomas. Everyone in the arena swallowed hard as space-time began to twist.