My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

Chapter 619: Pacifying The Riot

"Hey, that fellow's body has been stabbed several times by a platinum-tier weapon smeared with lethal poison. How can he still get up?"

The torturer jumped down from the table and raised her right leg; she was wearing a high-heeled boot. She stepped on the wound on Duke Piggy's back and crushed it.

The wound was stimulated, and Duke Piggy spat out another mouthful of blood. His head was covered in a cold sweat, and his body trembled like a leaf.

"Duke Piggy, don't stand up again." Blake also had a pained expression on his face. He had a hunch that Duke Piggy was only pretending to be unconscious. After all, Duke Piggy's body fat was so thick that even if he had been stabbed a few times by a torture tool, he would not have fainted.

He had pretended to faint, so why did he have to stand up then? What kind of belief supported Duke Piggy?

"I can't let you go because you just said you wanted to make a specimen of Young Master Watson."

Pieces of organs appeared in Duke Piggy's blood that he coughed up. His internal organs had been severely damaged, and he might die if not treated in time.

"You got up just for that?" The torturer's feet rubbed against Duke Piggy's back, and she laughed shrilly. "That is too funny. You can't even protect yourself, yet you still have the strength to care about others? I'll finish you off now because you're such a moron. Later, I'll cut your body into pieces and send it to the border. I'll let Watson take a good look and see what he thinks."

The blade that was constantly rotating in her palm stopped. The torturer held it down fiercely, and the blade pierced Duke Piggy's neck. Obviously, she wanted to cut off Duke Piggy's head like cutting poultry.

However, her idea did not work. The blade stopped at the back of Duke Piggy's neck and made a crisp sound. The blade collided with the skin, but it bent the blade, almost breaking it.

"What's going on?" The torturer seemed shocked, and her eyes widened.

"Young Master Watson said that my ability is very strong, stronger than I would ever imagine! I believe his words, so you will see my full strength soon.

"Material conversion, muscle conversion!"

Duke Piggy roared. He supported his body with his arms and stood up from the ground, bouncing the torture instrument on his body. At that moment, his entire body was surrounded by white smoke, and his skin was red. The muscles under his skin were like firewood being burned as fuel. Veins twisted and crawled all over his body, bouncing rhythmically.

Duke Piggy had been more than two meters tall and full of fat. However, in just a few seconds, all the fat on his body had disappeared, turning him into a normal-sized boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was almost two meters tall. The thin Duke Piggy was quite handsome.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to his appearance. Everyone felt a surge of power bursting from Duke Piggy's body. That power was so mighty that it shook the ground. Cracks appeared on the ground like an earthquake, continuously spreading in all directions.

"What on earth is that?"

The assassins could not stand steadily and cried out in surprise as they retreated.

"Young Master Watson told me that I have the ability to convert matter. I can create anything that I've eaten! The most powerful thing I've eaten in my life is the potion that Young Master Watson had given me. Now, I've replaced all the blood in my body with a solution called the Ascension Potion. In other words, I can now display the strength of a god."

Opening his mouth, smoke spread from both sides of Duke Piggy's mouth. His eyes were emitting a blazing light, and the whites of his eyes could no longer be seen. Since his body could not withstand the effects of a large amount of the Ascension potion, his muscles were dissolving. The powerful force would vaporize his body in a few minutes.

He did not care about that. He did not need a few minutes. One second was enough.

"Since you dare to slander Young Master Watson, you shall pay for your sins in Hell."

Raising his right fist, Duke Piggy punched the ground fiercely.

With the omnipotent house as the course, the ground of almost the entire Holy Dragon royal city caved in. Lava spewed from the shattered ground. The terrifying power turned into a hurricane that blew in all directions. The gold-tier assassin did not even have time to resist before he was blown away by the storm, landing heavily on the ground and turning into meat paste.

Even the Torture Tool, who had the strength of a platinum-tier elite, could not withstand the power of that punch. The wind twisted the muscles on her face, and even her gums were exposed.

While she was at a loss of what to do, Duke Piggy threw another punch in her direction.

As the punch landed, a ravine appeared on the ground. The punch shattered the city wall in the south of the Holy Dragon Kingdom. The ravine stretched out beyond the city wall and stretched for an unknown distance. The Torture Tool in the range of the punch was long gone.

With just two punches, all the assassins except Blake were killed. Blake did not die, but it was not because he was powerful. It was because Duke Piggy deliberately avoided his body when he threw the punch. Even so, the armor on his body was completely shattered.

"I won't kill you because you just persuaded me! I'm here to ask you if you want to surrender and write down the crimes of King Landhar III. If you can do it, I can spare your life."

Every pore on Duke Piggy's body was shooting light. Standing in the ruins, he clenched his fists like a god.

The corner of Blake's lips twitched a few times. He slumped to the ground and raised his hands.

"I surrender."

Duke Piggy was stunning and enviable. He did not know if everyone who had faith could do that. Blake was not sure because he never had faith. He followed King Landhar III because he was the king, and if he did not become an assassin, he would be killed. He wanted to live, but Duke Piggy was not like that.

He did not know why their lives were so different. If he was not an assassin of King Landhar III but Watson's subordinate, would he have to suppress his emotions? Would he get to see a different scene?

...

"Deena! Your father is about to die, but where are you? They say that girls are unreliable; I should have married her off earlier. Why would Watson fight with King Landhar III? Why wouldn't he just kneel and die?"

In Deena's family mansion, her gambler father was kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face. Two platinum-tier swords were placed against his neck.

The curses did not make the cold-faced soldiers in front of them merciful. Instead, they read out his crimes and increased the strength of their blades. "Your daughter, Deena, has defected to the rebel Watson, which has had a negative impact on the Holy Dragon Kingdom. Therefore, your entire family must be executed immediately."

"What's the use of complaining now? By the way, I'm not from here. I'm just here to see if Deena has returned. I have nothing to do with this. Please let me go!"

That person was the man he had wanted to sell Deena to. He had been trying to apologize to Deena to ease their relationship. Who would have thought that he would be caught the moment he arrived?

The platinum-tier swords crossed and were about to cut off their necks.

At that moment...

The air twisted, and a beautiful girl appeared with the light of a teleportation array. The moment she appeared, a powerful force swept out in all directions, sending a few soldiers flying. Even the platinum-tier swords in their hands shattered.

"Deena, you're here?" the man shouted.

After Deena appeared, she clapped her hands. The light of the teleportation array under her feet grew even brighter. The members of the planetary fortress, led by Fawkes, emerged. After they came out, they looked around and muttered, "This is Miss Deena's home. Quick! Take those soldiers down. We can't let them bully Miss Deena's family."

A group of people rushed out. Deena tidied the hat on her head and turned to her father. "Father, how have you been?"

"Deena, you've arrived at the right time. Please save us. Those people are crazy."

"Father, I thought I heard you talking bad about me and Young Master Watson. I didn't want to come, but Young Master Watson told me to protect my family. Now it seems like I should not have come."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't say anything bad about Watson. You must have heard wrong. I have always thought Watson is extraordinarily talented and is the best candidate for our future King."

Deena's father's expression was stiff as he explained hurriedly. Then, he stood up and said, "Quickly, take us away from here. Did you capture the hearts of those men? Can they escort us out of the city?"

"Father, don't worry. The riots in the royal city have been quelled. Almost all of King Landhar III's underlings have been subdued! Even without my help, you can still get out. Furthermore, those people aren't men I've captured. If I had to say it, they are the planetary fortress' generals, and I am now the planetary fortress' City Lord."