That was when Jada, who was constantly staying updated in the yacht, announced, "It's done, Mr. Frankton!"

Frank nodded. "Bring me their heads. Let this animal see how his men died!"

Mr. Peter laughed. "Oh, you can stop pretending! You're right here, and you think your lackeys can beat BM Group's finest?!"

Peter's thought was simple: as the man chosen by the spiritron vein, the powers that Frank could bestow to his people would be greater than what Sally York harnessed. White it was mystical, it still would not be enough against real martial elites, which was why Peter was convinced he stood a good chance of winning.

"Oh, to hell with it!" Frank could not be bothered to wait anymore and waved his hand.

Suddenly, Mr. Peter shot to the air before crashing into the waters of Yellowrun.

While it was fortunate that he could swim and tried to make a break for the shore, countless carps suddenly appeared around him and started chewing through him!

Peter was terrified what was happening?! Since when did carps become

was no arguing against the pain, and even as he tried to flee, there were just

alive, with nothing left of him

turned to Callie. "So, I take it

she took Mr. Peter's seat. Then, smearing her fingers with blood to write the letters 'B' and 'M' on her cheeks, and 'Mary' above her brow, revealing her true identity right

she did not care about

Callie appeared to be born and bred Draconian. Would

Frank was not as surprised as Moxxi, even chuckling.

"No way. You're no slouch yourself, Mr. Frankton-I'm sure you'd suspected me

did you convince those geezers

claim to the title on top of that. They simply refused to acknowledge me because

pretending to be the servant They claimed it was for my own good, but in reality, they tried to oust

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