By nightfall, every door was shut to the Odias. They no longer had a single ally left in the city. When they woke the next morning, the government arrived with soldiers to enforce the eviction order. The Odias begged, pleaded, and cried, clinging desperately to the pillars of their mansion as the guards dragged them out like criminals. “This is our home! You can’t do this!” Luther bellowed, gripping the marble doorway as soldiers pried him loose. “We built this empire!” Monica wailed, clawing at the ground. “You can’t just throw us out!” Rhea was hysterical. “Wait! Wait! Call Mr. Manchester! He’ll fix this! He’ll vouch for me! I’m his mistress!” The guards ignored her. One soldier sneered, “Get out quietly, or we’ll drag you out.” As they were forcibly pulled from the mansion, the skies opened, and rain poured down, drenching the once-proud family in cold water. The city they once thrived had turned its back on them. They were nobodies now. Just as the guards were shoving the Od
Adam relaxed in the backseat, the city lights of Almond faded behind him, reflecting off the windows of the sleek black car. Stacey, sitting in the driver’s seat, glanced at him through the rearview mirror.“Where to next, boss?” she asked, a sly grin tugging at the corner of her mouth.Adam leaned back, adjusting his cufflinks with practiced ease. His gaze was calm but sharp, like a predator already plotting his next move. “Storm City,” he said, his voice low and deliberate. “It’s time to pay Viper a visit.”Stacey arched an eyebrow. “The Dead Skulls base? Wouldn't that be dangerous, we need to call back up.” Stacey suggested. Although she knew Adam was more than capable, she can't underestimate the Dead skull’s potential, they were ruthless warriors.Adam’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Not until I get what I came for—the amulet. Viper’s held onto it long enough. And no need for backups, we can take them in ourselves.”Stacey’s fingers drummed lightly on the steering wheel. “You
Adam and Stacey were led through the dimly lit, smoky interior of the bar, past tables cluttered with illegal goods and men eyeing them with suspicion. The air smelled of cheap alcohol, sweat, and gun oil—this was Viper’s territory, and everything about it reeked of danger.At the far end of the bar, a door opened into a private pool room, illuminated by low, neon-blue lights. Viper lounged in the shallow end of the pool, two beautiful women clinging to his arms, their bodies draped in skimpy swimsuits. His devilish grin widened the moment Adam entered.“Well, well… If it isn’t the supreme general himself,” Viper drawled, his voice slithering with malice. He waved a hand lazily, dismissing the two women, who slipped out of the pool with sultry looks and disappeared into the shadows. Viper leaned back on the pool’s edge, his tattooed chest glistening with water.Stacey stood close to Adam, her hand casually resting on the hilt of her blade, eyes scanning the room for threats. Adam, as
Stacey moved like lightning beside him. Her blade flashed through the air, severing hands, slashing throats, and dodging bullets with deadly precision. She fought with the precision of an assassin—every movement calculated, every strike lethal.A mercenary lunged at her with a shotgun, but she was already in motion. She twisted low, slashing through his knees, and before he could scream, she drove her blade through his throat. Blood sprayed across the room, but Stacey remained calm, unflinching.---Adam, meanwhile, was just getting warmed up. A hulking brute rushed him with a spiked club, grinning savagely. Adam merely smirked, waiting until the last second. Then, with a flicker of movement too fast to track, Adam's palm shot out like a cannon.BOOM!The impact blasted the man off his feet, sending him crashing through several tables, splinters flying everywhere. He didn’t get back up.A second later, three men surrounded Adam, all armed with knives. They closed in, grinning—until Ad
With a sharp whistle, Viper signaled toward the shadows at the far end of the room. Three figures emerged, their presence immediately filling the air with an oppressive aura. These weren’t ordinary fighters. Their steps were heavy with purpose, and their eyes carried the weight of countless battles.“These,” Viper said, gesturing to the trio, “are the ones you should really worry about. You’ve dealt with the riffraff. Now meet my real enforcers.”The men stepped forward, their eyes glowing faintly with power.“The Red Fang Brothers,” Viper continued with a smug grin. “Cultivators. Mid-tier. Not the highest in the food chain, but high enough that you’re not walking out of here alive.”Adam's sharp gaze assessed them. He could sense it instantly—these weren’t amateurs. Their cultivation was leagues above the grunts he had dismantled earlier. Each man radiated power, the kind that came from years of ruthless training. This wouldn’t be an easy fight.Stacey shot Adam a look. “These guys..
The moment Adam’s scream tore through the air, the entire room trembled. A shockwave of pure energy erupted from him, sending cracks spidering across the walls and shattering nearby bottles and glass. The ground quaked under his feet, and every light in the bar flickered violently. The aura around Adam became dense, suffocating, as if the very air bent to his will.The Red Fang Brothers staggered, momentarily stunned by the sheer pressure of Adam’s unleashed power. Even Viper raised an eyebrow, his devilish grin faltering for the first time. This wasn’t just any warrior standing before them—this was the Supreme General, a god of battle in human form.Before he agreed to face the supreme general, the information he received was: the supreme general is weakened after his last battle.But this—this is not what weakness is. This was sheer strength of a god. If this was his weakened State, just how powerful would he be in his prime?Adam rolled his neck slowly, his fists glowing faintly as
Viper’s grin widened, his tone laced with venom. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, General. That amulet isn’t something you can control. Hand it over? I’d rather die.”Adam’s expression remained calm, but his knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists. “That can be arranged.”Viper’s grin didn’t falter. With the precision of a seasoned fighter, he sprang from his position, launching a series of rapid strikes toward Adam. His hands blurred as he aimed for pressure points, knowing well that a fight against the Supreme General was no ordinary battle.Adam sidestepped effortlessly, reading Viper’s movements like an open book. With a swift motion, Adam parried the attacks, blocking each strike with ease. Viper’s fist shot toward Adam’s face, but Adam caught it mid-air, twisting Viper’s arm behind him with a bone-crunching sound.Viper grunted in pain but pivoted, using the momentum to flip himself free and deliver a spinning kick aimed at Adam’s ribs. The impact was fierce, but Adam b
As the smoke cleared, Adam stepped outside the bar, the chaos of the battle still fresh in his mind. He took a moment to gather himself, breathing in the cool night air to clear his head. He needed to act quickly. Stacey was out there, and he wouldn’t rest until she was safe.Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number, waiting impatiently as the line rang. After a few moments, a familiar voice answered.“Supreme General, what’s the situation?”“Blitz, I need you and Hammer here now. I’ve got a situation.”“On our way. What’s going on?”“Viper took Stacey. I need you to track him down and find her.”“Consider it done. We’ll be there in minutes.”Adam hung up, his heart racing. He knew Blitz and Hammer were two of his best subordinates—veterans he had personally trained. They were relentless in their missions and would do whatever it took to complete them.A few minutes later, the sound of approaching motorcycles filled the air. Adam turned to see Blitz, a tall man with a sharp jaw and p