Capítulo 43: Secret Weapon
Tucker wobbled off the floor with blood pouring from his cracked nose and mouth. However, he had a bright smile on his lips, shinning underneath the looks of terror from the audience.
On the third floor, however, a group of five powerful Gene Elementalists looked at pictures ignoring the atrocity about to befall Tucker on the stadium's floor. They were completely befuddled by the pictures on the round stone table, showing a 'golden shower' from a Celestial Fire Dragon littered on a guard's ashes.
Morine Masu shut the curtains to the booth as Tucker screamed and bounced across the stadium floor. They had a major problem in Yellow District, and it all stemmed from a Celestial Dragon's dick, and the sword it had swiped away from the Metal Bone Dragon's back!
The Weapon's Burough had just finished it's first ever high grade Gene Weapon, and allocated it to Twelve Districts Tanabe Natsumi's hands in order to bolster his prowess and might. However, sitting right across from him that Natsumi merely laughed and shrugged off the 'little dragon's' showmanship as nothing more than a funny joke!
If Morine Haru wasn't three ranks below Natsumi in the Gene Association's Hierarchy of Elites, he'd already have sentenced him to death by exploration. Unfortunately, it was the other way around, and it seemed that he somehow had caused this unfortunate atrocity. Meaning that his very position as the Seventh Gene Administrations Head Gene Administrator had been put into question.
Still, he could only smile as Natsumi explained to him why the Celestial Fire Dragon was harmless, showcasing the markings on Black Rose Cavern as proof of their superior position against this 'monster'. He even conjectured that the Celestial Fire Dragon had a human as its main soul, causing Haru to call him 'stupid' over and over again in the confines of his head.
"You see the blood stains here… This is where he used the High-Grade Sword to Kill Tekkan. Judging by the amount of blood, I'd say that Natsumi is on to something." A beautiful white robed woman said, dropping the photo back onto a stand in the corner.
"Wait, but does that mean you really aren't going to search for it? Are you that confident this Celestial Fire Dragon is on our side?"
"They like how we smell, and they like banging us." That same white women said, sitting down at the round table. "Since we took their blood, they've only abducted women and never killed them. Some of the women even regretted being released from their pleasure chambers… This dragon clearly doesn't mean any harm."
"Wait, but he killed Tekkan… You guys are forgetting we lost a qualified Gene Elementalist! We should at least pretend we're looking for him. What about the wife he left pregnant at his house?"
"She's already been fully reimbursed. She even seemed happy he died." Seno Chino affirmed, in her white skirt, having seen her earlier this morning. "She told us his pension is better than having him in the house."
"Wow, fine! Let's just ignore that a dragon is probably in this stadium right now!" Morine Haru said, slamming the photos down on the table. "Yes, why don't' we even let him bang our daughters! Let's line them up and give them to a dragon!"
Morine Haru had no idea he'd already donated his daughter to Kansuke's dick, but still kept laughing to himself before calmly returning to his senses. "Anyway, I was just speaking theoretically. I still fully support you Natsumi."
"Good, we'll leave it alone then." Natsumi cleaned his hands, tearing up the photos before exiting the room. "Now, I have to get my granddaughter to put on a short skirt… I have a strange feeling Kansuke's going to win today, and her little poor pussy is going to have to be his reward."
"How I would love that." Chino said, daringly rubbing her clit underneath the table. Her black hair drapped over her shoulders as she kicked up her legs. As the head of the 6th Gene Administration, she longed to have such a monstrous man deceitfully shaming her in this room full of higher ups.
Morine Haru finally stopped screaming and pulling out his white hair before opening the curtains and looking down at Tucker still bouncing across the stage. His face had been torn open in six places, and everyone in the audience was gasping with shock at the referee's cruelty in not calling the match.
Kansuke even started bleeding from his fist as he watched Tucker's face get punched again and again sending him to various parts of the stadium. Unfortunately, the rules stated that as long as 'the participant doesn't willingly withdraw from the stage, and is fully conscious of his decision, the judge may not interfere unless death is imminent."
Finally, Kansuke couldn't take it anymore, and let out a scream, causing Shozo to drop Tucker towards his knee and smashing into his head.
"You piece of shit! If I don't tear off every piece of your body, and feed it to my pet Whiskers, I'm no longer a human being." Kansuke screamed, anger shining in his eyes. "Now Tucker, give up already! I promise I won't bang Marissa!"
"That's not her name Kansuke" Tucker said, once again being joisted into the air. "and can't you see that I'm winning? Give me one more second and I'll knock this ugly bastard out."
*pew*
Tucker spit onto the masked mans face and held up his thumb towards Kansuke. A second later he summoned his level 4 Gene Element, Ice Shard, and spurred his arm towards Shozo's face.
Unfortunately, Shozo had roughly a twenty level advantage over Tucker, who'd only reached level 27 after Kansuke fed him King's Grade Meat the night before. His little body twirled and spun as his arms flailed around his body. It got to the point where saliva fell out of his mouth and he began to dream of that threesome with his two favorite girls.
Just a foot away from Kansuke, Tucker daringly tried to get up before a small fire began emanating out of Kansuke's eyes. He wanted nothing more than to send five scorch seeds towards that menacing white masked figure a few feet away. However, Tucker merely winked at Kansuke and sent his foot flying towards the worst possible place.
*Bam~~~*
A loud sound rang as Shozo glanced down at his balls, feeling a slight feeling of pain rising up his back and spine. Unable to register what had just occurred, his eyes raged before a large spear of black fire appeared in his hands.
"Die you piece of shit!"
Shozo sent the spear forward unable to hold back the ire burning away his mind's clarity.
The referee immediately activated a level 8 Gene Movement Art, but saw the spear inching closer and closer to Tucker's gut. Unfortunately, the distance between the referee and Shozo's attack was over 100 meters, and even with his Gene Movement Art Tucker could only die underneath his watch.
*slap*
A large bang rang through the stadium as Tucker's frail body smashed into a wall on the other side of the stadium. Kansuke's killing intent roared before he regained his composure and the feeling in his hand.
"I'm the only one who can hit my step-son! If I don't kill you today, I'm not his father!"
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