956 Eli's New Throne

"3... 2... 1...

Your time is up.

Speak. Who sent you?"

"It-it-it, I-I-I-I...."

The spy's mind went blank as he stammered in fear as he tried to suppress his shivers.

A mighty wave of panic surged through him when he thought of his predicament.

Dammit!

Why wasn't he more careful back then?

In truth, it wasn't that he was weak or anything.

But those in this sector all had strong abilities.

For former top-grade assassins to too ranked pirates, royalty and so on... Their abilities were powerful.

And so one had to be the best of the best if he ever dreamt of getting away with anything without getting caught.

Back then, he ensured his gang leader that he wouldn't get caught.

Why?

Because he had been overconfident and too prideful.

The first time he got here, he was secretly approached by his real boss, who then sent him to join Eli's gang.

So no one had ever seen him associate or mingle with anyone else other than those from Eli's gang.

But that was the thing.

Each gang had spies in them.

Even Eli, who was pissed off and raving mad, had his own spies in all other gangs.

And to make it safe, even if both spies were from the same gang, they wouldn't know each other.

Because he had been overly proud about deceiving Eli for so long, the bloodied spy overestimated his abilities, ending up in this state.

And now, he would face the wrath of the Great King.

But what should he do?

Just looking at all the leaders made him cry.

They were all throwing darts at him with their eyes, each one scarier than the next.

And the person who made him tremble big time was Eli himself.

Nonetheless, deep down, he knew that he only had one option.

F***!

Why did he get caught?

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"It-it-it, I-I-I-I...

Great King, I'm not a spy."

"Oh?

Hahahhahaha!

Good! Good!"

Eli laughed angrily, while the real culprit leader secretly let out a whiff of air from relief.

Fortunately, this bastard knew the consequences of betraying him.

In fact, Eli's question was a tricky one.

Because Eli hadn't promised protection, even if the spy confessed, he would still get brutalized.

But it wouldn't be so great since he had at least been honest.

However, just because Eli would take it easy on him didn't mean that the person he betrayed would.

They would probably bully him for many years to come.

And since all leaders now knew the spy's face, no one would want him in their gang after this because it would be a big sign that they were provoking Eli.

So the spy wouldn't be able to take refuge in any gang.

As for the matter of setting an innocent gang leader up, the spy didn't dare to claim that it was another gang who hired him.

The brutalization he would receive from the innocent gang would be far greater than what he might've received after betraying his real boss.

So in this situation, there was only one possible option that he could choose from.

And that was to take the blame.

Of course, he was scared the most of Eli's rage.

But he couldn't possibly carry the rage forever, right?

The spy was banking on the fact that Eli would grow tired of it all after a while.

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"Hahahahahaha."

Eli, who was now standing up and clapping in rage, laughed angrily while acting as if he was going back to his seat before swiftly turning around and giving the spy a backward kick.

Bam.

The spy rolled away in pain and was stopped by the wall of men surrounding them.

"Remember, I did give you a chance.

But you refused to take it.

So don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Like Lightning, Eli moved fast, turning his hands into swords.

Slash.

The spy convulsed in pain as he felt the sharpness of Eli's move penetrate him.

And coupled with his old wounds, everything gave him goosebumps.

But what shocked him the more was the fact that Eli's hands seemed to have torn his flesh.

What was this?

How was this even possible?

The other gang leaders opened their eyes wide as countless thoughts passed through their brains.

How strong was the Great King?

Everyone felt like they needed to rethink things if they ever wanted to defeat him.

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Slash. Slash. Slash. Slash.

Eli looked at everyone and secretly smiled in satisfaction.

He already knew that the soy wouldn't speak up, so all this was to give everyone else a little warning.

As for who the spy belonged to, for him, it didn't matter because all gangs were in constant competition every single day.

So even if he knew, he would still have to pay attention to the other gangs.

That said, what happened was indeed an insult to him.

So all this was a lesson and warning for many.

After this, the other spies in his gang would allow for a bit.

Which was just right.

He was doing all this to buy more time until his generals came out from the White room.

Out of his 20 generals, 7 of them were in the White room.

That was almost half of them.

Eli looked at the bloodied spy and smiled cruelly.

Many might think that it was his hands that tore the spy's flesh, but that was a lie.

He had a secret weapon, made from sharpening a tiny pebble.

The annoying thing was that ever since some idiots attempted to break out of the prison, each prisoner was now searched before they could go back to their cells.

So it was near impossible to carry anything back to one's cell.

Of course, Eli wasn't here when the prison break incident occurred years back.

But he had heard about it from others.

And it was because of that incident that several things changed, apparently.

So, with all this going on, he could only hide his sharpened stone somewhere outdoors here.

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Slash. Slash. Slash.

Eli stopped and looked at the spy coldly.

Now that the message had gone through, this should cool everyone's steam for a bit.

What to take his throne?

Dream on!