When a foot emerges from the mist and steps on the ground, everything is instantly swept away by a powerful force due to the person. A human-looking individual wearing a red hoodie and red pant can be clearly seen, and while his face is partially obscured by the hoodie cap, he is fully visible.
"Who are you?" the Hore ton asks, giving the stranger a hostile look. Then the Hore ton's hand begins to show a small amount of electric current. The hore ton then charges at the man at a fast speed.
He extends his hand to strike the man, but the man snatches his hand from the wrist before we can attack him. "Nice joke, but that was a close one buddy, I thought you were able to kill me."
"What makes his grab so powerful?" The Hore Ton muttered to himself, his face visibly distressed.
"It seems like the Deer boy lacks manners," the man remarked in a menacing voice. "I was expecting that my charming ability would surprise you, but your horns seem to have taken away all of your mental capacity, so I guess you couldn't admire my power," the man than continued grabbing his hand tightly
"What the hell are you?" Hore Ton exclaimed, his face drenched in perspiration.
The man then turns to face nothing. "See, readers, all they say when strong things encounter weak things is, 'Why are you?'" How are you? - who are you? – They should scream, "Wow, what a gorgeous, powerful monster, look at his powers." wondering where I was before."
He turns to face the Hore Ton after noticing his other hand fist close to his face, but the man vanishes and reappears behind the Hore Ton, who now realizes the man is behind him. He spins around to attack, but the man keeps avoiding his blows with his fists while humming to himself.
"A wild deer boy is attacking me, readers. This is a true monster with a wild nature. Oh, wild deer boy, how could you attack the most amazing king? Be gentle and don't be too evil." Said the man with a polite voice
"SHUT THE HELL UP AND DIE!!!" Shout the Hore ton in a furious manner.
Stop….
As the man said that word. The Hore ton froze while in a pose of attack.
The man maintained a sly smile and remarked, "Now than where is ugly face never seen useless and worth not my time human being - as you can see readers, I like praising people softly."
Ahhhh… IJ screams and punches the man in the back, but the man turns around and looks at IJ with lethal eyes, seemingly unaffected.
Oh no. After I, the most spectacular and handsome-looking king to have ever lived, was defeated by the ugly boy, the guy overreacted and fell to the ground, his tongue hanging out.
Observing the man who lay defeated on the ground, IJ thought to himself, "I must be dreaming, no this is worse than a dream," with a nonchalant and indifferent face.