Chapter: 101
“General, what’s wrong?” The adjutant started to panic.
Travis trembled as he pointed at Dustin and stammered, “He’s the Kirin of the Rhys family, Logan Rhys!”
The adjutant froze when he heard this name. His face was as pale as ash.
They were done for! The dead had come back to life.
Who was Logan Rhys exactly? The hurricane that had stirred up the city of Stonia! The demon that had disturbed the peace of the people!
He was also the one behind the tragedy in Osnal ten years ago.
No one had ever expected that a 15–year–old could cause so much destruction.
Thus, it was no wonder Travis was horrified to see him. Who would’ve guessed that the man who was standing in front of them was the stuff of legends who had disappeared from the face of the planet ten years ago. THE Logan Rhys!
The adjutant’s legs instantly gave out, causing him to crumple to the ground with a thud. His mind was drawing a complete blank at the moment.
After Dustin gave Travis, who was behind him, a glance, he started walking toward Edward.
*Help me, Uncle Travis! Uncle Travis!” Cradling his broken leg. Edward kept screaming his head off as he wriggled on the floor like a maggot, trying his hardest to evade Dustin.
“I told you, I’ll make sure you won’t even have a corpse left after I kill you!” Dustin declared as he picked up a long whip covered in spikes from the ground, then delivered a swift blow to Edward’s face mercilessly.
“Argh!” Edward cried out in pain. The skin of his face was torn apart down the middle, and blood started spurting out of the wound.
Dustin didn’t hold back and delivered another swift blow to another part of his body.
As a crunching sound rang out, Edward’s skin and flesh, along with his clothes, got torn to shreds.
“Gah!” he yelped miserably once more and resumed crying for help.
“Hurry, Uncle Travis! Please save me!”
Even though he witnessed all this happening, Travis didn’t move a muscle. It was as if he didn't hear a thing.
All the while, Dustin showed no mercy, delivering blow after blow onto Edward’s battered frame.
Every blow caused blood and flesh to spurt out, and the man kept screaming in excruciating pain.
“S–stop hitting me! I fucked up! I know I really fucked up this time!” Edward begged for mercy profusely as he knelt on the ground.
However, his cries fell on deaf ears, and Dustin continued to whip him, his eyes devoid of mercy.
*This was for all the pain Dahlia endured up until now. I’ll make sure you pay it back ten, no, a hundred–fold!” Dustin exclaimed to himself.
“Good, good! You’d better whip his ass to death!” Chris Instigated from a corner of the room with a mischievous look.
The saying went that the wicked always got what was coming to them. This was proven true by Edward, the amateur evil mastermind, who ended up abused and beaten up by mega supervillain Dustin Rhys.