Rebirth: Tyrant's New Reality

Chapter 341 Anger Disposition



The burly man crossed his arms and said with a snort, "Boy, leave her there and get out of my sight. You don't want to mess with Ginjal's people."

Arkhen was curious. What exactly happened in those seven seconds after he left the store that this Misa came flying out on the verge of death?

As such, Arkhen ignored the burly man and turned back to Misa before asking calmly, "What happened after I left."

Misa constantly trembled in fear and couldn't speak seeing the burly man, but Arkhen used a few reality motes to calm her down. "Look at me and speak. No need to fear anyone."

Misa turned to Arkhen, and looking at his smile and expression, her fears disappeared.

"He is the manager of this store. H-He kicked me out because I talke-"

"Hahaha, she is useless. We keep people like her without power in the store so that they can feed themselves. But she doesn't know how to handle customers," the burly man laughed as he looked at Arkhen.

"She let you leave the store without buying anything and even wasted her time talking to you. A useless trash like her is not needed in the store."

"So, just for that… you wanted to kill her?" Arkhen asked with a speechless expression before he felt anger rising in him.

Arkhen himself was surprised at that sudden burst of anger rising in him, but he suppressed it.

"Hmm?" The burly man narrowed his eyes hearing Arkhen's question, and snorted, "What are you going to do? I can see that you are in the 3rd Ring stage like me, humph. Better stay low and don't mess with us, who are working for Ginjal."

Arkhen didn't even bother talking to him and waved his hand as he activated his Sarangan Dragon Blade and pointed it at the burly man.

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-Stamina: 5480

-Agility: 5480

-Stamina: 5480

-Constitution: 5680

-Soul: 5390

-EP: 5,500,000

"Weak trash," Arkhen said with narrowed eyes after looking at the burly man's status. "Also, a red dot."

*Swoosh!*

Piercing Rain Blades-Fire type!

Dark red piercing rain blades coated by creepy white flames shot toward the burly man.

The burly man had a device in his eyes to measure power, and when he saw the offensive power of an incoming attack, his eyes instantly showed alarm and desperation. 'Fuck!'

He tried his best to quickly conjure a defense as a triangle dark blue shield appeared in front of him right before the Piercing Rain Blades reached him.

Alas, the Piercing Rain Blades easily pierced the shield before continuing and even piercing the defensive outfit.

"Arrghhhh!!!*

The burly man's body was cut into two by the burst of blades piercing his waist. Both upper and lower body parts of his body were covered in white flames as the man shouted agony and disbelief.

He was expecting his defense to break, but not that fast! He couldn't even prepare another move since his defense broke easily, causing his death!

White Nightmare Flame also affected his soul, so he died in agony. His soul suffered all the way in white nightmare agony until he reached Hell, just for another round of suffering.

[1488 reality motes gained.]

Arkhen thought of something and turned to Misa. "Do you know stores and places that belong to that Ginja guy?"

Misa snapped out of her shocked state hearing Arkhen's voice and quickly nodded, "I-I know, I know. I don't know all, but I know several in this area."

"Good," Arkhen said with a smile before he raised his hand in the sky and conjured a giant ten meters tall slaughter blade above the Blacksmith store.

"Come out of the store if you don't want to die!"

'I guess I'll call that Ginjal to myself rather than going to his place,' Arkhen thought while grinning internally.

If he destroyed all of his properties and people in the city, he would surely come to him.

People started coming out of the store hearing Arkhen's shout and also sensing potent energy readings above the store as they felt that someone was going to attack.

All customers were 1st or 2nd Ring powerhouses and three 3rd Ring stage powerhouses.

Out of those three 3rd Ring powerhouses was a woman wearing a hi-fi noble outfit. The other two were also with her, but they wore a uniform outfit of some sort of fantasy military style, indicating that they were guards of the woman.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" The woman asked with an unpleasant expression as if she was greatly annoyed.

Arkhen glanced at her and felt anger again upon looking at her sins.

*Swoosh!*

He pulled his hand down as the Slaughter Blade descended like a bang and destroyed the big Blacksmith store.

But it was not completely destroyed, so he created a force field around it and then conjured a storm of Slaughter Blades inside as they shredded everything into pieces, even the pieces of armor and weapons.

Seeing that, the woman and her two guards felt chill crawl in their back.

"Madam, let's not mess with that person. Despite being a 3rd Ring powerhouse like us, that superpower is dreadful, and he is stronger than us. We might not win against him even if we join hands."

"Let's go," the woman said after glancing at Arkhen and started walking towards the 2nd exit of the store's peripheral.

'Let's try my new skill since there's a target,' Arkhen thought as he looked at the woman's back.

A faint amber flare with blue, black, and white sparks appeared in his eyes before a unique and powerful aura covered him.

*crackle…*

A faint lighting sparks appeared around him, and the air around him also popped before Arkhen disappeared from his position and suddenly appeared in front of the woman.

"Y-You.." The woman's eyes turned wide in disbelief as blood ticked down from her mouth before she spat a load of it.

"Trash," Arkhen muttered as he saw a thick red dot over the woman's head.

The woman looked down at her chest and saw a hole. Her left breast was gone along with her heart as a gaping hole could be seen from her back to front.

A second later, a burst of white flame covered her entire body as she turned into ashes.

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