บท 70: Boot on the Neck

The middle-aged man glanced wistfully at the crowd, his dark brown eyes sharp and focused, revealing an analytical mind.

His face bore the marks of a life dedicated to his work, etched with wrinkles that told stories of experiences and challenges. He sported a neatly-trimmed beard and mustache, both adorned with distinguished grey strands, complementing his elegant, chiseled jawline.

Donning tailored suits, his presence commanded attention. His voice resonated with depth and a smooth cadence, adding an air of authority to his words.

"What crimes have they committed to warrant such ruthless execution? Is this simply your way to vent your frustration towards the rebels who have dared to challenge your rule?" The middle-aged man asked, his voice breathless yet filled with conviction.

Without hesitation, he approached the figure of Infrablack, known as the most powerful and feared individual within the Infinity Globe.