I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Chapter 337: Chapter337-No Place to Bury

At this moment, not a single person dared to utter a word; they all just quietly watched him, as if staring at a corpse.

The manager was consumed with pain, filled with unbearable fear, yet now he couldn't even muster a plea for mercy.

His eyes were wide open, his eyeballs nearly bulging out.

Silver Tear, witnessing all this, felt a pang of compassion.

Yet, she forced herself to keep watching.

She knew this was the most horrifying truth—if she looked away, she would ultimately know nothing.

She had always felt that the world wasn't as beautiful as some believed.

But still, seeing such horror firsthand made her involuntarily gasp in shock.

She watched as the man's limbs were continuously stretched.

Eventually, even his breathing became labored; his eyeballs had completely protruded and began to bleed.

Under normal circumstances, a person would be screaming in agony by now, but this man seemed unable to make a sound.

The black mist continued to swirl around him, tightening its grip.

The others could sense that something was terribly wrong, yet they said nothing.

After all, this was the owner of the Rose Hotel handling his own affairs.

No matter how much they knew, they truly had no place to speak out.

In the end, they merely hid on the side, forced to witness the silent horror.

At this moment, John keenly noticed something amiss.

If the boss truly intended to kill this man outright, he wouldn't resort to such a slow torture.

This suggested that perhaps there were aspects beyond his imagination at play here, and that the boss was possibly only aiming to intimidate everyone present.

Thus, this man had to die in the most horrific way imaginable.

Even if this might breed some resentment among the onlookers, that was irrelevant.

They had to deal with it this way.

In his last conscious moment, the manager had completely lost all hope for life.

Francis said nothing, merely watching the scene unfold quietly.

Benjamin's smile gradually faded until it completely disappeared, showing no other reaction.

Suddenly, as everyone tensed, a tearing sound seemed to echo through the air.

Then, they saw the man's limbs being ripped apart like those of a paper doll.

Blood immediately filled the air, even staining the mist red, and the intense smell of blood made everyone nauseous.

Gurgling...

The man's head landed directly on the ground, soaking the carpet and emitting a faint sound.

Even with mental preparation, the sight before her made Silver Tear feel sick to her stomach, nearly causing her to vomit.

She clenched her teeth tightly, struggling not to let herself throw up, unaware of any unusual expression she might have shown.

She noticed that the people around her seemed to be in the same state.

Likely, everyone found the scene before them exceedingly bloody and violent, yet they had never really considered it a big deal before.

The current revulsion was merely due to a mixture of awe and fear of absolute power.

They had witnessed such scenes countless times before, and each person knew deep down that if they were in the same situation, they might commit even more horrific acts.

After the man's death, the black mist lingered in the area.

Meanwhile, the maids efficiently cleaned up the corpse and bloodstains, even going as far as to replace the carpet with a special technique.

They also placed a very luxurious sofa directly opposite them.

The black mist slowly settled on the sofa, its true form obscured from everyone's view.

Yet, they knew this was a person of absolute power, an incomparable existence to them.

Their fear stemmed solely from this individual's superior strength.

"Why has the boss made a public appearance today? You've always been behind the scenes before. It seems something today has truly caught your attention," Francis said with a smile, acting as if he was just a bystander here for the spectacle.

Beside him, Benjamin was also smiling as he looked at the swirling black mist, as if he had thought of something, then he spoke, "It seems this young man is quite attractive, even drawing the boss here. I wonder what the boss is planning this time."

Although they didn't explicitly say it, they were indeed probing, trying to discern the nature of the relationship between John and the boss.

They had previously acted as they pleased within the hotel, never facing any obstacles.

There was even an unspoken rule they had with the hotel.

As long as it didn't involve the hotel's reputation, and as long as the people hurt were not particularly important, the hotel would not intervene.

But this time, they came out for John and didn't hesitate to strike them both openly.

"Is it because I haven't shown up in a while? Perhaps some people have forgotten the rules of this place," the black mist said in a tone that betrayed no emotion, yet the air filled with a subtle... aura of authority!

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Moreover, this keen sense seemed targeted at the two men opposite.

Even though I am so close to them, I have never felt anything different.

At the same time, Francis could no longer maintain his smile, and Benjamin's fingers twitched uncontrollably, causing a faint green mist to appear around him.

The green mist entwined with the black mist, seeming to resist each other, but quickly the green mist was suppressed to just a thin layer around Benjamin.

The ugly expression on Benjamin's face could no longer be maintained, replaced by a look of panic and caution.

Both of them had not anticipated that the boss would actually confront them outright, and all because of this one person!

"Boss, what do you mean by this? Does our previous agreement mean nothing now?"

Francis directly posed the question, to which the boss responded with a slight smile.

"What you said before certainly counts, but it seems you've forgotten that I have the final say here, and this time, you really disregarded my dignity."

Hearing this, both men's faces instantly broke out in cold sweat, but they still managed a strained smile.

"We haven't done anything particularly excessive, just having a chat with this young fellow," Francis tried to explain, but the atmosphere around them was growing increasingly intense, and even his breathing had become more rapid.

Although they had always known the boss was very powerful, they had never truly experienced it firsthand.

Previously, their actions were minor skirmishes; after all, some matters weren't as straightforward as they thought, and the boss had to show some respect to the people backing them.

But today, for the first time, they felt the vast gap between themselves and the boss.

The moment the boss sat across from them and released even a hint of his powerful aura, they were completely overwhelmed, unable to resist.

It was terrifying.

This person's strength was far superior to theirs!

He might even be at the apocalyptic-tier or cataclysmic-tier!

That such a powerful individual was merely the owner of a hotel?