My Ten Wives and Ten Rings in the Apocalypse



Whoosh!

A shadow moved across the room and appeared in front of another man like a ghost stretched out his hand at an extreme speed and clutched his neck.

Ah!

Meanwhile, the man's eyes widened with fear as Mack's fingers closed tightly around his neck, cutting off his air supply.

His face turned red as he struggled to breathe, his body writhing in agony as he desperately tried to break free.

Mack's energy drain ability began to take effect, sapping the man's strength and leaving him feeling weak and powerless. In a couple of seconds, only the lifeless skeleton of the man's body remains in his hand.

Thud!

He dropped the skeleton and a moan escaped from his mouth before he disappeared into the darkness.

What the hell!

Meanwhile, Robert and the others couldn't believe what they just witnessed.

Previously, they thought Mack killed a woman using some under means, but now, they realized how wrong they were.

How could this be?! Various emotions clouded Robert's head however the sudden scream from the surrounding jotted him out of his misery.

His eyes widened when he saw two other people turning into piles of bones in a couple of seconds. Additionally, it seems Mack won't stop at any moment.

Filled with grief, Robert's heart felt like it had been ripped from his chest as he watched his best friend, Mack, brutally take the lives of his own men.

Subsequently, his grief turned into total madness as he rushed into the darkness swinging his weapons frantically with veins protruding from his forehead.

"I will kill you," screamed Robert as his twin dagger pierced Mack's previous location.

Moreover, the group of men huddled together in a corner, their eyes filled with terror as Mack advanced towards them with his devious energy drain power.

They could feel the life force draining from their bodies as Mack's power sapped their strength and left them feeling weak and powerless.

The dilapidated building around them shook with the force of the rainstorm outside, adding to the sense of impending doom.

The men knew that they were no match for Mack's deadly abilities and cowered in fear, hoping for a miracle to save them from their fate.

Devil!

He has turned into a devil!

Their thoughts spiral in confusion and regret. Even though they knew Robert was strong, they had already lost hope.

Subsequently, if they were to compare their abilities, Mack's abilities were just too devious to compare to Robert twins' dagger abilities.

"I thought you continued to wallow in self-pity and won't defend your men." Mack appeared from the shadows, standing in front of Robert with an evil grin on his face.

Additionally, two dark golden circles were hovering over his head.

Meanwhile, when Robert saw this, he halted on a maniac random attack and looked at him wide-eyed. Moreover, there is a hidden confusion on his face.

How could this be?! I've never seen a dark golden circle before. What type of power is this?!

Even though various conflicting questions ran through his mind, his thirst for revenge made him throw the thought behind his back as he rushed toward him with two golden circles hovering over his head.

"Let's end it now," said Robert as his eyes were bloodshot without the care of his life and the only thought going on in his mind was to kill the evil Mack.

As the rain pelted the broken windows of the dilapidated building, Mack and Robert faced off in a clash of deciders.

The person who wins will be the King.

Meanwhile, Mack's energy-draining power seethed with sinister energy, sapping the very life force from the air around them.

Additionally, Robert's twin dagger power glimmered with pure, white light, a testament to the righteousness of his cause.

The remaining group of men watched with bated breath, their hearts filled with a slight glimmer of hope.

Could Robert, their last hope, be the one to take down Mack and his deadly powers?

Just then, the answer came in the form of a lightning-fast attack from Robert.

His twin daggers sliced through the air, aimed directly at Mack's heart.

But Mack was not so easily defeated.

Additionally, with a wicked grin, he unleashed a devastating energy blast, sending Robert flying across the room and slamming into a wall.

The sound of the impact echoed through the building, drowning out the sound of the rain.

Robert lay crumpled on the ground, his twin daggers clattering uselessly beside him. Mack advanced on him slowly, savoring his moment of triumph.

Meanwhile, Robert was not yet defeated. Therefore, with a fierce determination, he gathered the last of his strength and lunged at Mack, his daggers flashing in the dim light.

Mack, caught off guard, stumbled backwards, his energy draining power faltering for a moment.

At that moment, Robert saw his chance.

He thrust his daggers forward with all his might, aiming for Mack's heart once again.

But Mack was too quick, his own powers surging to life just in time to deflect the blow.

With a triumphant laugh, Mack unleashed a final blast of energy that sent Robert tumbling to the ground, his twin daggers clattering uselessly beside him.

Furthermore, the remaining group of men looked on in despair as Mack emerged victorious, his energy draining power sapping the very life force from the air around them.

In the end, Robert lay on the brink of death, his spirit broken and his body battered.

And Mack stood over him, a cold smile on his face, the victor in this deadly battle of supremacy was over. And behold, he won.

'If I knew this is my path… I won't have wasted my time supporting those ingrates.' He mused with a wicked smile on his face. 'With their life force, I will be able to become a Third Circle Existence.'

Mack's evil grin spread slowly across his face, a twisted expression that hinted at the malevolent power that lurked beneath his deceptively handsome exterior.

Meanwhile, Robert lay helplessly on the ground as blood gushed out of his broken chest. His breathing was erratic.

Despair and unwillingness filled his heart. 'How can I lose to this devil? I need revenge. This can't be. I can't be weaker than this devil. I need to get up. '

Therefore with this thought running through his mind, he tried to get on his feet even though he knew he was on the brink of death.

Seeing this, a wild chuckle escaped from Mack's mouth. He stretched out his hand and tightened it around his neck, lifting him up as if he was just a kid.

"You're unwilling to accept your defeat, right?" he asked in a cold, evil voice that sent chills to the spine of those inside the room.

Robert glared at him with fury and said with obvious disdain. "You only have this power because you venture into the evil way. You're nothing. You are just a weak, helpless, and a cowardly person."

Hearing this, Mack burns with fury and his eyes turn fiery red with a dark shadow at the center. "Let me show is helpless between you and me"

As he finished speaking, a strange power slipped into Robert's body, and all his life force began to disappear. Turning him into a pile of bones.

'What type of power is this?' He cried in his heart as struggled frantically to escape from his clutch. Unfortunately, it was a futile effort.

In the end, he looked at the remaining men in the corner with bitterness and regret.

"I'm… sorry" His saddened voice was inaudible but the men could understand what he was saying.

Therefore, tears gathered at the corner of their eyes as they had all lost the traces of hope and were only waiting for their turn.

Cackled

Just then, a deafening thunder came from the sky, followed by powerful lightning that illuminated the gloomy city.

Additionally, a streak of golden light rushed toward the dilapidated building at a speed faster than the speed of a bullet.

"No!!!" Mack's unwilling shriek resounded throughout on the street while Robert blinked his eyes twice with slight traces of hope.