Chapter 283

Before Bradley could finish his sentence, Frederick swiftly grabbed him by the head.

Frederick slammed Bradley to the ground, dragging him along the ground for several hundred meters. Blood poured from his eyes, nose, and mouth.

"Y-You bastard! You ambushed—" Bradley screamed hysterically, trying to fight back.

To his horror, he found himself completely overpowered by Frederick. It didn't matter how much power Bradley summoned to retaliate. He couldn't do anything. Frederick had him pinned, and was pummeling him mercilessly.

"Honor? Then let me honor you by burying your head in the ground!" Frederick snarled. His eyes gleamed with a cold glint.

Insulting one's loved ones would provoke even the calmest person—and Frederick was the Dark Monarch! When angered, the strongest man alive would leave a trail of devastation!

"Oh my god! Am I seeing things? Bradley’s getting his head smashed in!"

"Bradley is a Savant Grandmaster! How can this be happening?"

"They're both Savant Grandmas