The black cloth that was masking Unor's had already been ripped by Dillon earlier. Anyone could freely see the veins popping out from his face as red color dominated his countenance.

He was feeling different kinds of emotions, he who was powerful enough to squash the father and son duo became their punching bag while being seen by several weaklings and juniors. He wanted to rip their limbs apart, skin them alive and ravage their daughters and wives. Alas, all he could do was endure and swallow his grievance.

If not for his fear of Azrael, he would have already killed Dillon and Maxwell.

[Endure it. Endure it.]

Bam

As the sound of Maxwell's last punch, Unor couldn't help but sigh in relief.

At last, he was freed from the humiliation he was subjected to.

Although Dillon and Maxwell knew they couldn't injure Unor they still gave their best to the point of exhausting all of their Qi. In the end, they wore a satisfied smile, they knew that Unor took the most critical damage he had ever received and that's psychological damage rather than physical.

Now that they have already eaten their fill, they retreated, leaving Azrael and Unor facing each other.

Dillon aside, Maxwell was not an idiot, looking at Unor's compliance with Azrael, he was able to conclude that Unor was scared of Azrael. This proves that Azrael was a powerful cultivator.

"Now it is you and me. Hmmm, should I still give you a chance to attack me. Hmmmm." Azrael said as he touched his chin and looked at Unor with an amused smile.

Unor couldn't help but pale and trembled.

"Hahahaha." A burst of crisp laughter echoed, it was Dillon. "To think you were a scaredy-cat." He mocked.

Unor's trembling body shook more not only because he was scared of Azrael but also because of the anger he felt towards Dillon.

The gals, he already used him as a punching bag and now mocked him, Unor swore to himself that if he survived his predicament, he would make Dillon suffer for the rest of his life before killing him.

"I am just joking, I stay true to my words, of course, I would let you go all out first. Now, follow me."

After saying this statement, Azrael soared.

Unor took a deep breath, calming his trembling body before following Azrael.

Two figures hung in the night sky, facing each other, one was calm and the other was serious.

Unor knew that at this moment he needed to do everything he got to survive.

"Now do your worst." Azrael signaled.

Unor didn't hesitate, he used one of his powerful techniques in his arsenal.

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His fists suddenly shone brightly, as it was covered by the blazing fire, the temperature of the surroundings rose to an incredible degree.

His two fists became a torch in the middle of the night . The heat produced by those blazing fists was capable of melting a hard metal in a second.

If not for Azrael conjuring concealment, this scene would already garner attention from those awake outside the rose estate.

"Don't regret letting me go all out."

Unor declared, maybe this declaration was his way to convince himself that he has a chance.

Azrael replied to him by beckoning to Unor using his right hand while his left arm was on his back.

Unor, as if a provoked beast roared and dashed towards Azrael.

"Haaaaaaah!!!"

Swish!

He punched him at a speed that was capable of producing a swooshing sound.

Bam!

His blazing fist made contact with Azrael's chest. He was already prepared to accept a reality where Azrael easily accepted his punch without trouble. However, to his surprise, Azrael took several steps backward as 'blood' leaked from the corner of his lips.

Dillon frowned upon seeing this scene, he dared not to believe that Azrael would be done by that attack because he experienced firsthand how terrifying his methods were.

He then tried to look at 'Elmy', seeing her not having a hint of worry, his frown ease a little. For some reason, he believed that his daughter must have known and trusted Azrael's strength. That's why worry and fear were non-existent on her face.

Maxwell also frowned with a mixture of worry, different from Dillon, he just made a rough estimation and an assumption on how powerful Azrael was based on Unor's initial compliance with him. But now seeing the scene above, he couldn't help but doubt and worry.

"Azrael!"

Meanwhile, Lian worriedly shouted. Tihana on the other hand, closed her eyes as she grabbed Lian's hands. Lian gripped tightly Tihana's hand trying to throw away all of her worries. On the other hand, Riana's lips trembled with worry, she bit her lips trying to fight her fear.

"Is that it?" Unor blurted out with disbelief. "HAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed hysterically.

"To think that I was scared by you and allowed myself to be subjected to humiliation by letting those weak father and son. Very good! Very good! I will make sure to kill you only after transforming your bone into refined dust!" He paused and turned his head towards Dillon and Maxwell. "And as for you two, wait for me! HAHAHAHA!!" He then dashed towards Azrael who was currently wiping the 'blood' on his lips.

"HAHAHAHAHA!"

He threw punch after punch as he maniacally laughed. Each of his punches was received by Azrael, and every time he received one he would retreat.

Puke!

Azrael, as if couldn't handle it anymore, puked a mouthful of 'blood'. And he slightly bent forward as he puked the mouthful of 'blood'.

Unor joined his two blazing fists into one and slammed it to the back of whom he already treated as his prey.

Boom!

Azrael dropped like a meteor and slammed to the ground creating a crater and clouds of dust.

"Hmmmph." Unor turned his head and was about to dash towards Dillon and the others. He believed that should be enough to finish Azrael's life. It is time to finish his other business.

"Achoo!"

A sneeze that made Unor freeze up from his place, he slowly turned his head towards the crater. He saw the clouds of dust clearing. He saw a young man standing up and wiping out the 'blood' on his lips.

"This dust really irritates my nose." A seemingly calm voice came out from his earlier 'bloody' mouth.

"H-how can you survive?" Unor asked with disbelief.

"How? Do you expect me to be done by those lousy attacks?"

"L-lousy attacks? Th-then how about the mouthful of blood you puked!?"

"Ahh, that, apologies but that was not 'blood' it was just wine I drank earlier, it seems that I overdid drinking my mega pint of wine."

"Mega pint you say!?"

Bianca who was watching the show in the distance couldn't help but giggle.

On the other hand, the others didn't know whether to laugh or cry. They were worriedly sick because of the puked wine?

"Is that all you have to offer? If that is so, then you disappointed me." Azrael shook his head. "Kneel." He uttered.

Unor just felt his gravity around him became ten times heavier. His yang blazing fists were instantly extinguished leaving only two normal fists.

Boom!

Like a meteor, he slammed to the ground while his face kissed the dirt. He felt the pain of every bone of his cracking.

"Hmnnbopbh, hamnhp!" An incompressible scream escaped from Unor's mouth

"Hmmm? What is it? Well, it does not matter. You know what? You are kind of a fool. You endured the humiliation by letting those weaker than you punch you to their hearts' content because you fear me killing you once you retaliate and thinking that maybe you have a chance of killing me if you go all out, but the reality is often cruel. Look at you now, you suffered humiliation and are about to die. If you refused to take those punches, you would die but not suffer humiliation." Said Azrael who's walking towards Unor.

"Didn't I tell you earlier that with your sins I would never let you no matter what? Let me elaborate on your sins before your life leaves you. First, you tried to kidnap Lian who I saved two weeks ago. Are you trying to disregard my effort in saving her life? That's a no-no-no. Second, you spoke to those three Young Miss in a perverted way, tsk, tsk, tsk. That's also a no-no-no. For I am the only one allowed to talk and tease them in a perverted way! No one else but me! You may call me unreasonable, but what can you do? I am supreme in the past, present and future. I am more supreme than heaven."

At this moment a thunderous sound rang out from heaven as if provoked by Azrael which only lasted for a few seconds.

Azrael lifted his eyes for a moment before returning his eye towards Unor who was still kissing the dirt.

"If I remembered earlier, you threatened to pulverize my bone into a refined dust right? Then how about experiencing it for yourself."

The gravity that was pressing got stronger until it became one hundred times stronger than the normal gravity. One would expect that Unor should be already squashed to death but he was still alive and screaming incompressible words. If not for his face kissing the dirt, his scream would surely echo, alarming multiple people outside the rose estate.

To his terror, only his bones were affected by the gravity, making him feel the weight of one hundred times gravity through his bones and the pain of his bones cracked and slowly pulverized by the heavy gravity. Feeling the pain slowly killing him, he couldn't help but dirt and wet himself.

By the time his bones were transformed into refined dust, he breathed his last.