He was... sent flying? The world seemed to freeze as the Mystic Kingpin was flung through the air by a mere slap from Fred. He landed hard on the ground. All eyes widened in shock as everyone froze in place. They were paralyzed by disbelief. After all, the legends of the Goldensilk Cocoon in South Carlos were the stuff of nightmares. When the Mystic Kingpin lunged at Fred, they had braced for an epic showdown. They did not expect a one-sided beatdown. The Mystic Kingpin could not even lay a finger on Fred, yet Fred’s slap sent him spiraling? The gap in their power was monumental. As the Mystic Kingpin had bragged before, the gulf between them seemed as vast as heaven and earth. Only now, it was Fred standing tall and the Mystic Kingpin in the dirt. "You... will regret this!" Pulling himself up, the Mystic Kingpin's face twisted in rage. However, deep down, the shock was undeniable. Inside him was the pure, unadulterated power of Goldensilk Cocoon—not some knock-off ve
Listening to Sagan Dion's dramatic portrayal, Rita hastily inquired, "What are you talking about?" Sagan Dion responded with a rueful smile, "Once he uses that move, he's going to annihilate everyone in sight. Haven't you noticed? My comrades are running scared." Running scared?Rita scanned the surroundings. Sure enough, she saw that the faces of all of the Mystic Kingpin’s followers were painted with sheer terror as they scattered in all directions. "You see? I told you." Sagan Dion urgently added, "You should get out of here with me. If we wait, it'll be too late." "Why would I run?" Rita challenged, teeth clenched. "My master is still here." Master? Sagan sighed, his hopes for Fred sinking. Earlier, it seemed the Mystic Kingpin had taken Fred lightly. Now, the Mystic Kingpin was clearly going all out, using his deadliest move. Fred, instead of mounting a defense, simply stood calm and composed. In Sagan's perception, he was courting death. The Mystic Kingpin, sen
Defeat? Had the Mystic Kingpin truly fallen just like that? All the escaping mysticwielders, Sagan Dion included, stopped dead in their tracks. Their eyes were wide with shock as they fixed them on the fallen Mystic Kingpin. While the Mystic Kingpin's earlier tussle with Fred could have been chalked up to underestimation, this defeat was undeniable. It was clear as day. What weighed most on their minds was that the Mystic Kingpin hadn’t just faced a simple defeat. There was no coming back from this. Every mysticwielder's power was bound to their respective cocoons. This cocoon was the core of a mysticwielder's life force! Now, the Mystic Kingpin's precious Goldensilk Cocoon, still in its nascent stage, rested in Fred's grasp. Given this, what chances did the Mystic Kingpin have to recover? His very life was on the line. Almost instinctively, the surrounding mysticwielders dropped to their knees before Fred, voices united in respect. "We... We stand before the Great One,
It all unfolded so fast. Before anyone could react, the Goldensilk Cocoon, bathed in the spray of Rita's blood, erupted in a blinding golden light. With newfound purpose, it fluttered toward the Mystic Kingpin and delved into the gaping wound on his body. "This... This can't be..." The Mystic Kingpin, who moments ago teetered on the edge of life, became the center of a radiant aura as the cocoon entered him. His feeble presence transformed, becoming undeniably powerful. "The Goldensilk Cocoon's true power! Fate hasn't abandoned me!" He laughed with a mix of relief and mania. Overwhelmed by the power surge within him, his despair vanished, replaced by a newfound dominance. Rita's blood was the key, the catalyst that propelled the Goldensilk Cocoon into its final form. The once mere legend of South Carlos—the mighty Goldensilk Cocoon, the Mystic Kingpin—was now a reality. The mysticwielders, caught off guard by the sudden turn, exchanged worried glances. The Mystic Kingpi
A puppet at someone else's command? What was Fred getting at? The Mystic Kingpin's brows crinkled in confusion as he retorted, "What are you implying?" "Aren't you aware?" Fred shook his head dismissively, glancing sideward. "You've been lurking in the shadows for quite some time. Isn't it about time you revealed yourself?" Someone's been watching? From the shadows? Swiftly, the Mystic Kingpin followed Fred's gaze. Emerging from the shadows was an elderly figure, the lines of age deeply etched on his face. His hair was a cascade of white. It was the Grand Elder, the Mystic Kingpin's most trusted advisor. "Grand Elder? What are you doing here?" The sight of Grand Elder made the Mystic Kingpin's heart sink. He was well-aware of the Grand Elder's past injuries, leaving him unfit for battle. Typically, the Grand Elder, with his unparalleled mystical techniques, remained secluded. He crafted powerful toxins for Mystic Kingpin and liaised with powerful mystics. Anytime da
The situation at present? He could let slide Fred treating him with complete disregard, but the Grand Elder was just one of Fred’s subordinates. Now even considering how the Grand Elder was weaker than him physically, it would have been beneath him were it not for his knowledge on the art of mystic poison and his connection with that person.The Grand Elder had actually dared to ignore his question. This was clearly a sign of great disrespect toward him. Him, who was now on the brink of defeating Fred to become the world's number one Mystic Kingpin with this complete Goldensilk Cocoon. "What's going on?" When the Grand Elder, who had originally been confronting Fred, heard the Mystic Kingpin shout somewhat impatiently, he finally turned his head to look at him. His attitude instantly infuriated the Mystic Kingpin. "What's going on, you ask? How insolent!" exclaimed the Mystic Kingpin angrily. "This is a matter between me and the Great One. Who are you to dare speak up at thi
In the depths of South Carlos, the wind howled. What was once a bustling scene had become quiet due to the massacre orchestrated and perpetrated by the Mystic Kingpin and the Grand Elder.Only Fred, the terrified Sagan, and the unconscious Rita remained at this moment. The atmosphere was noticeably more desolate.Sagan could not help but feel a sense of suffocation amid this silence. He felt like a mere ant before the formidable experts like Fred and the Grand Elder. It was as if his life was hanging by a thread at any moment.Fred, the revered Great One, was a living legend. He was known as the number one individual in the world. His strength was evident from his previous battle with the Mystic Kingpin, where he had demonstrated ease and even nonchalance. As for the Grand Elder, any impression of harmlessness had long vanished. His cunning use of the Mystic Kingpin as a pawn, combined with his calm demeanor even after witnessing Fred's power, indicated that he was also incredibly
"Haha! You can't blame me for that. I haven't appeared in this form for so many years, so a little verbosity is forgivable!" the middle-aged man chuckled. "Most importantly, I’m excited about being able to kill you, the revered Great One, right here!”At that, there was a shift in Fred’s indifference.The middle-aged man just continued to smile, adding, "What's this? Are you surprised now? Surprised that I know who you really are?”Fred did not dismiss the man's verbosity this time and immediately responded, “How did you find out?" "It's quite simple," the middle-aged man said with a smile. "Throughout history, the many Kings of Humanity, from the Helonic Era to the Sartre Era, have all been natives of Somerland. "Although the one from the Helonic Era was a bit crafty, only using the title 'King' instead of 'King of Humanity,' how could he possibly fool me?"Since it's certain that the king will come from Somerland, it makes locating them all the more simpler. I just need to lo
Marciella walking away did not bode well with the giant snake. Marciella was its food! How could it accept that its food had escaped?Marciella had not moved far yet. She reluctantly looked back at Fred.She did not know how Fred would handle the River God. She could only hope Fred would be okay!When Fred saw that she had left, he geared up, rubbing his palms in glee. He had an eager look on his face, which confused the giant snake.It was the snake’s first time meeting a man like Fred!How strange indeed!At this time!Suddenly, Fred said with hostility etched on his face, "Hey, Big Snake, what are you going to do now?"The snake's attention was entirely focused on him, which seemed off to Fred."What I’m going to do?"The giant snake fixated its eyes on Fred. It felt that it could handle a human like Fred easily.“I’m going to kill you with one bite! How dare you look down on me like this!"The giant snake rushed toward Fred fiercely at a speed so fast that no one could
Fred was annoyed by the giant snake's arrogant tone. Fred squinted his eyes at the snake and asked in confusion, "Why are you making that face?"“Huh?"The giant snake was shocked. He thought that Fred would submit to him, but to his surprise, Fred was not shaken at all.The snake was about to lose his temper.“Dirty snake, haven't I made myself clear enough? I think you are probably sleep-talking if you want me to hand over my people to you..." Fred said impatiently.At this moment…Feeling that it was being ridiculed, the snake said suddenly, "You punk, this is the first time anyone spoke to me this way. What is your name?"“Me?"Fred was stunned subconsciously, not knowing what the snake wanted. Suddenly, he understood.“Did you want to know my name so you can remember me, bow down before me, and become my follower? Sure, I’ll give you that chance!"He was adding fuel to the fire. The giant snake almost spat out blood in anger!"What? You want me to follow an immature bei
Huh!?Putting aside Marciella, even Fred could not hide his shock as a giant snake appeared from under the water!A giant snake!How could it be!?Fred's eyes widened at the sheer size of the snake. "A Giant Snake… Is this the so-called River God?"Moreover, the size was humongous. The snake must be at least ten stories high!What a huge snake!Fred finally understood why he felt a powerful force under the water!There was a sharp glint in the giant snake’s eyes! That was the blinking light from time to time!"Who comes here? Are you from the village? Who do you plan to sacrifice to me this time?" As soon as the giant snake spoke, Fred realized that this was not the first time it had done this.The snake seemed familiar with the ritual process. Obviously, the villagers had witnessed this giant snake before. This was the meeting between the two sides! Fred felt uncomfortable at this. As for the giant snake, it felt bemused when it saw Fred. The snake had never seen Fred befo
Fred was going to risk it all to open this girl's eyes!The force from the punch was extraordinary! As soon as the tree was hit by the seismic fist, it fell immediately and the whole tree split neatly in two!Marciella was dumbfounded!Although she knew how powerful Fred was, to witness his power was a different thing entirely!"Master Fred, your power is insane!"Marciella could not help but applaud.Fred seemed indifferent, as though he had no feeling at all about this."Is it? Why do you think so?"He looked so indifferent.For Ancient Martial Arts, things did not get any simpler than this!"You’re so strong. Anyway, I don’t doubt you anymore..." Marciella sighed, suddenly feeling very sad. "This is the reward of being educated. If we were more knowledgeable, we wouldn’t be so clueless.”"Haha, if you can't solve your issues, your descendants can work harder," Fred said with a wink.Marciella said, "Mr. Fred, I needed to ask you something! What if our luck was changed ju
What Fred said aroused her curiosity."What does it look like when you offer a sacrifice?"Fred knew he could not speak of this matter. Sure enough, Marciella felt a little downcast after Fred said the words. She did not know why Fred would say such a thing. Suddenly, Fred felt bad about it.He coughed and said, "Don't think too much about it... I just want to find a clue. Maybe we could find a solution. Why does it never rain in your village?""Huh?"Marciella's eyes, which were still a little dejected, suddenly realized what was important and asked hurriedly, "Mr. Fred, are you saying that the reason why it never rains in our village is because someone is behind it?"Although Fred was unwilling to admit it, he could not help but nod. "Yes, this is exactly what you thought!""For real?!"Marciella felt hopeful again when she heard this. She said hastily, "The thing you asked about is pretty simple. You can just check out that place!""That place?"Fred turned around to see w
Marciella found herself nodding in agreement with Fred's harsh assessment. "You're spot on," she said. "That woman is nothing but vile!"Seeing Marciella's reaction, a rare smile crossed Fred's face as he nodded back. "Glad you see it my way," he said.What caught Fred off guard was the villagers' reaction. One by one, their faces turned ashen with despair.It seemed to them that nothing could be worse than the predicament they were facing. The absence of the witch spelled doom for the village—it was like their last shred of hope had vanished. They had all put their faith in her to charm the River God into blessing them with rain, which would have brought some peace to their troubled lives. However, now their chances seemed to have dried up just like their fields. Fred stood there, his face a mask of serenity amidst the chaos.In the moments that followed, the village chief was a picture of despair, his only option was to send everyone home while he racked his brain for a backup pl
"What?"Fred did not even have time to blink before the witch suddenly made a move.It was like a bomb went off.Kaboom!Then, she was dead!Fred dusted off his hands, even surprising himself with his lack of tolerance for the witch.Now, though, he had a real headache. He had planned to clear the air with the witch and lay out the past so everyone would know the full picture.He thought that might just turn things around.The situation changed when she vanished, and Fred's plans were completely derailed. Then again, changing the villagers' minds was not going to be a walk in the park anyway. They were pretty set in their ways, thanks to all the stuff they had been fed.As such, just talking it out might not cut it. Heck, it could even mess with history!With the witch out of the equation, Fred figured he might as well try a different tactic. Maybe if he took out the guy in the cloak and worked his own magic to bring some rain, it could save a lot of hassle. The more he thoug
"No way!"The witch bristled with defiance. She could not accept that she was no match for Fred.As she noticed Fred's focus was locked on her, a sly idea popped up in her mind.Before she could act on it, though, she found herself pinned against the wall by Fred in a flash...Her face contorted in disbelief. She was pinned so tightly that she could not even move!The witch was completely overpowered, her heart racing with panic.How could he be so much stronger than her?Fred, on the other hand, seemed unfazed."What's going through your head? You don't seriously think you can take me on, do you?" Fred asked, his voice laced with skepticism.The witch felt utterly trapped, as if at any second, Fred might just finish her off."Look, I messed up, okay? Can we not do this? I'm old, just a pile of brittle bones—I can't take this kind of rough treatment!" the witch pleaded with Fred, trying a new tactic to get through to him.Fred was not falling for it. He looked at her with a
"Heh, I caught on to you a while back, you know. You've been tailing me, and I'm pretty sure you're here for me. Plus, you don't have the look of someone from our village. That means you are an outsider, and I'm your target, right? Listen, man, we don't have any beef with each other, so why are you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?"The witch had sensed the raw power rolling off Fred, and it was enough to send shivers down her spine!At that moment, she knew that challenging Fred was not going to be a walk in the park! If she had spotted him earlier in the forest, it would not have been good news for her. For starters, she had no clue how many tricks Fred had up his sleeve, and if he took her down, she and her buddy would be toast.However, the witch was not about to let Fred take her out without a fight! She racked her brain and finally settled on one strategy!She would try to sweet-talk him, hoping Fred would fall for her words just like everyone else, and fall into he