"Pull the lower chains."Without turning his head, Preston gave another command. Leopold's elevated position in the air was proving to be a slight inconvenience."Understood, Major General," the control room officer responded, pressing a specific button.Immediately, the chains binding Leopold’s legs tightened, pulling him downward until his feet touched the floor. His arms, however, remained stretched outward, restrained in opposite directions.Without waiting or uttering another word, Preston, brimming with excitement, raised his hand and pressed his palm against Leopold’s forehead.Tap!"Remember my words. From this day forward, you are my pet, and I am your master. Do you understand? Every word I speak is an order upon which your life depends. If you ever disobey, you will be consumed by guilt until you are compelled to take your own life."He pressed the ring’s gemstone firmly against the marquis’s forehead, enunciating each word loudly and clearly as if he were programming the m

Leopold moved so fast that Preston wouldn’t have even had time to blink before the marquis’s razor-sharp claws tore through his face.But as a major general, he had fought through countless life-and-death battles. The moment he sensed the looming threat, his military instincts took over.Preston knew he couldn’t dodge in time. Instead, his arm shot out, grabbing one of the lieutenants behind him and shoving the man forward as a human shield.Crash!The sickening sound of claws ripping through flesh echoed in the room.“Damn it! This thing is a monster!”Preston stumbled back a few steps, shaken by Leopold’s terrifying speed. But even that paled in comparison to what happened next.ROAR!!!Leopold let out a guttural growl, his jaws working as he chewed on the torn flesh of the lieutenant’s face.Chomp. Chomp.Like a ravenous beast savoring its prey, the marquis devoured the man’s face, sinking his teeth into the exposed muscle and swallowing hungrily.“He’s turned into a full-fledged d

"D-Damn it! How is he still so strong after taking a direct hit from my qi blast?!"Blood poured freely from Preston’s chest, his wound gaping wide. Some of it had already begun to drip onto the cold floor beneath him. Staring at Leopold, whose mouth hung open unnaturally in front of him, the major couldn’t understand why the marquis’s strength hadn’t waned—even when all traces of his human consciousness had vanished."Why hasn’t his power diminished, even after I injected him with the serum?!"Two years ago."Major General, opportunities like this only come once."A man in a black robe, his face striking yet devoid of warmth, placed a syringe filled with a thick, milky-white liquid onto the desk inside Preston’s office. His voice was flat, his expression unreadable.At the time, the major general had no idea who this man was, nor did he understand the true nature of the substance he had brought. But one thing was clear—the stench was unbearable, assaulting his senses the moment the v

Back to the present."Shouldn't his strength have diminished after he stopped being human?"Terror flooded Preston’s eyes. Instead of dodging or blocking the attack heading his way, his body froze in place—like a statue.If his opponent had been anyone less powerful than Leopold, he might have had time to think about his next move. But the man standing before him…"This isn't possible, is it?"A foolish question, born of sheer desperation, escaped his lips just as a sharp, black, blade-like object pierced his face at high speed.Crash!Preston didn't even have time to scream before Leopold, lunging at him with ferocious intensity, sucked the blood spurting from the major general’s face and hungrily sank his teeth into his skin—devouring it as though it were the most exquisite delicacy.The gruesome sounds of tearing flesh and snapping bones echoed throughout the underground chamber. Leopold hunche

"Why does Grandpa have to ruin my mood this early in the morning?"Still fuming with anger, Violet stormed towards the front entrance of the manor, her strides sharp and unrelenting. Parked right in front was her blue McLaren 750S, gleaming under the morning light."Good morning, Miss."A house servant greeted her warmly, his voice polite and respectful. But that only made her irritation worse."Get lost!"Snapping at him, Violet yanked open the car door with her delicate yet surprisingly forceful fingers."Ugh, no. I need to get to the office right now before my mood gets any worse," she muttered under her breath.Moments later, the soft purr of the supercar’s engine echoed through the estate as she sped off, exiting through the front gate.Forty-five minutes later, her car came to a smooth stop right in front of the towering 45-story skyscraper—the headquarters of Richmond Group, a vast conglomerate overseeing numerous subsidiaries. Parking in the front courtyard was strictly reserv