Destroying My Own World

Chapter 307 An easy task.

Mykel went to buy new clothes before he decided to go and kill the leaders of the neighboring countries. The Faelethria Kingdom was located in the center and surrounded by two countries which were the Verdantia Republic, and a Totalitarian country called Dystrovia. In terms of territory, the Faelethria Kingdom was the smallest while Verdantia and Dystrovia were way bigger than Faelethria. For a scale, the Faelethria Kingdom was a little bigger than the Vatican and Rome was both Verdantia and Dystrovia.

For a small country, the Faelethria Kingdom held more than thirty percent of power Thanks to the Awakeners that existed there. The Gods indeed favored the Faelethria Kingdom to keep the balance and made it the strongest compared to the other two. Even before Awakeners existed, the Faelethria Kingdom produced geniuses who created advanced technology.

The Verdantia Republic was on the west, northwest, and southwest of the Faelethria Kingdom. The republic struggled to clear the rift because the bigger the territory, the more rift that appeared. Knowing they didn't have overpowered Awakeners compared to the Faelethria Kingdom, sometimes they had to request aid from the Faelethria Kingdom.

With the current situation they were dealing with, it would be an easy task for Mykel to assassinate the president of Verdentia. The president's name was Soren Evander, a fifty-year-old president who could barely walk on his own. He was loved by everyone, even the leader of Dystrovia respected him.

"Why would you go this far to make Elestria fall for you? I know that you want to win a bet, but I believe there are other methods to could make her fall for you," Aevia asked as she watched Mykel walk past customs and immigration officers since he was invisible.

"Why not? A woman like her is a hard-to-get kind of type, but once you make her fall for you, you can treat her how you like and they would obey you since you have proven how capable you are," Mykel answered as he walked out the airport and smelled the air of Verdantia Republic. "You can pretend to be submissive as long as you know how to turn the table," he continued.

"Is that what you're doing right now? You're playing submissive toward me?" Aevia asked.

"Am I playing or am I being honest? You know the answer to that question," Mykel asked back and looked at her with a smile. "Anyway. It's time to make a scene that shocked the world," he said as he looked at his phone and the direction to the presidential palace.

Mykel dyed his hair white and used contact lenses to hide his identity because this time he didn't want to be known by people. He wore round glasses and a white suit with a fur coat that he rested over his shoulders as he held a cane made of gold to distract everyone with his appearance, making it hard to remember his face other than his eccentric appearance.

"You look like a pimp," Aevia said as she walked backward and looked at Mykel's appearance.

"Funny that you said that because that's what I'm trying to look like," Mykel answered as he chuckled.

Everyone looked at Mykel and they didn't know if they should be weirded out by his outfit or charmed by his confidence and aura. He then covered his mouth with a white mask the moment people started taking photos of him. He waved at them like a pimp and he became the center of attention anywhere he went.

Mykel arrived at the front gate of the presidential palace and saw how heavily guarded it was. Compared to the Faelethria Kingdom's palace, this one was covered with high-technology weapons stationed on top of the walls and towers. It would be impossible for anyone to even touch the entrance gate.

"Please step aside from the gate if you have no business. This is your last warning and we will not hesitate to arrest you if you don't step aside," A man with sunglasses said as he stared at Mykel.

Mykel didn't say anything but took a step back as he swung his cane with his index finger. It was enough to distract the guard, and the moment the guard looked at the cane, that was when he dashed forward and kicked the gate open. The guard was thrown away and he died instantly when his head hit the steel gate really hard.

The other guards immediately fired their guns, but Mykel dodged and blocked them with his cane. He was invincible even with the automated turrets that showered him and wasted thousands of bullets in just a few seconds.

The screeching noise of the gold being scraped off bothered Rexor and he couldn't do anything but close his eyes with a grimacing face. Suddenly the noise stopped, and when he opened his eyes, the sharp end of the cane pierced through his left eye.

Half of his vision became black and he could hear the sound of flesh and mashed flesh inside his head. He screamed as loud as he could, hoping there were still people that came to rescue him.

The moment Mykel pulled his cane, Rexor could see a part of his left eye was stuck there. He was shaking in pain, but before he could say anything, Mykel stabbed his right eye slowly. He couldn't see anymore, only the immense amount of pain in his eyes and how it kept intensifying.

After that, he didn't know what had happened, but he couldn't breathe anymore as the pain lessened, and exhausted he became in just a second. He didn't realize his head was cut off and was already in Mykel's hand as he left the bunker.

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Aevia who watched everything from the beginning couldn't help but be amazed by Mykel's method. She was hoping that Mykel could react like Rexor when she decapitated his head, but knowing how fearless Mykel was, that would be something that could be called a dream.

Mykel came back to Faelethria Kingdom with a black bag in his left hand as he entered the palace. When he was about to go to the main palace, he was stopped by Tristan since nobody was allowed to enter the main palace other than the Queen's people.

"Wait here. I'll inform Her Majesty," Tristan said and then entered the palace with his right-hand man.

They both entered the palace and they knew what was inside the black bag that Mykel held. The reek of blood was so obvious that they couldn't help but wonder what was inside, and why only Elestria was allowed to see it.

"It's just a coincidence, right?" The right-hand man asked as he looked at Tristan from the corner of his eyes. "There's no way inside that bag is the missing body part of Evander and Rexor, right?" he added.

"Keep your mouth shut, Ariel. Don't even think about it," Tristan answered as he hurriedly walked to the throne room. "Whatever you see earlier and later, I want you to keep it to yourself. Nobody should know about this, do you understand?" he asked with a serious expression.

Ariel nodded his head with understanding.

Tristan was too terrified to know the truth, and it would be better if he didn't know anything. If the thing that Mykel brought were indeed the heads of those two leaders, there would be only war and the Faelethria Kingdom would take the wrath of the whole world. The Queen would be hated and despised by anyone and if he had to take sides, he didn't have a choice but to protect her even if it meant his death.

Mykel entered the main palace and was escorted by Tristan after Elestria allowed him to enter. The moment he entered the throne room, everyone was dismissed from the main palace. Everyone was sent away, giving her and Mykel total privacy.

"It has only been two days..." Elestria said and she tried so hard to hide her fear of Mykel's capability.

"Indeed, Your Highness," Mykel answered as he unzipped the bag and let the heads roll over on the red carpet. "I came back and granted your wish," he said.