The Broken Halo Chapter 200: Entertain Me!

A shirtless male demon walked into the destroyed liquor shop, and all the Iron Fangs knelt without a single word from the demon.

The demon was wearing a lion mask, and on his body were black tattoos.

The black tattoos stretched across his arms, abdon, chest, and even neck.

Through the eye holes of the mask, one would see the laziness, annoyance, indifference, and boredom in the eyes of the demon.

However, Simon’s eyes were not on the demon’s eyes but on the tattoos of the demon.

His expression behind the mask was grave and unsightly.

’A Martial Demon... This is going to be countless tis more annoying than I expected.’

The gears in Simon’s mind spun as he thought of everything he knew about Martial Demons, and all his knowledge on Martial Demons could be sumd up into one word.

Dangerous.

Martial Demons were truly dangerous, and they were the enemies of Martial Spirits and humans who were blessed by Martial Spirits.

’And from the number of tattoos on his body and the black colour... He should have a Royal bloodline.’

’This is going to be so annoying... I just hope his technique is not sothing I’ll struggle with.’

’And to make things worse... He’s a Supre Archfiend. Why didn’t that bastard investigator tell that there was a Martial Demon amongst the Iron Fangs.’

Simon finally looked at the Martial Demon’s eyes, and he saw the boredom in the eyes of the Martial Demon.

Simon frowned, then he looked at the kneeling mbers of the Iron Fangs.

"It seems you’re the true leader of the Iron Fangs and not Geryan."

Akaza walked forward with his arms folded, and the boredom and indifference still evident in his gaze.

"I guess you can say that."

Simon shifted his gaze from the kneeling Iron Fangs to Akaza.

"And your na is Akaza. I’ve never heard of you."

Akaza rely shrugged.

"I don’t like the fa. It’s annoying. I’d rather fuck, sleep, and eat."

Simon narrowed his eyes slightly, and a little bit of caution could be seen in his eyes cause he could not sense any killing intent, malicious intent, or even anger from Akaza.

The only negative emotion he could sense from Akaza that was directed at him was annoyance.

"So... What now?" Simon asked.

Akaza did not give an imdiate response. He shifted his gaze to the corpses of his underlings, then he approached the nearest one.

He used his legs to gently turn the corpse over, and when he saw the state of the corpse, he clicked his tongue and flicked his foot.

Bang!

The corpse flew like a ragdoll and crashed into the wall.

Simon glanced at the corpse, then at Akaza who had a disgusted expression as he looked at his blood stained foot.

"Sigh... The blood of a dead weakling is on my foot. How annoying."

So of the mbers of the Iron Fangs twitched at these words, but they knew better than to say anything.

anwhile, Simon just observed Akaza with an indifferent expression.

Akaza glanced at him. "I’ve been watching you from the mont you entered my building, and I must say that... you’re quite the interesting fellow."

Simon’s expression still remained indifferent.

"I believed you were a weakling and your death would be swift, so I rely took a glance at you when you were brought to my building."

"But imagine my surprise the mont my eyes landed on you. You... My instincts told that you were not weak but strong, and I was so confused."

"You did not emit a powerful aura or a large quantity of demonic energy. Through my bloodline, I know that you don’t have a Noble or a Royal Bloodline, and anything below that is trash."

"So, I was rather confused when my instincts was telling that you were strong. So, I decided to watch and observe you instead of leaving like I normally would."

"And... What I watched did not disappoint at all. Though you using items was sort of annoying to see, when you destroyed the glacier was when my blood began to boil."

Simon’s expression beca slightly grave, and he shifted his posture and body in a way that would allow him to defend himself and launch a quick counter attack.

"So, we fight?"

Simon already knew the ways of Martial Demons, so he wanted to get straight to the point, and Akaza chuckled loudly.

The opening in the mouth of his mask showed Akaza wide smile.

"We’ll fight, but I want to ask one question before I teach you a lesson and maybe even end your life, depending on how much you entertain ."

Simon raised a brow. "What?"

"You never killed any of my subordinates with your hands. Those that died were killed by their foolish comrades. Why didn’t you kill any one of them?"

Simon gave Akaza a weird look hearing that question.

"Because I’m a slave and the penalty for killing another clan mber is not sothing I can afford."

Akaza looked down with slight disappointnt in his eyes.

"So, you won’t fight with the intention of killing ? You won’t give it your all?"

Simon remained silent for a mont, then he spoke.

"If I wanted to kill you, you’ll be a corpse by now."

Akaza was stunned for a mont, then he laughed loudly.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"

"Not bad. Not bad at all."

Akaza grinned with a tinge of excitent and madness in his gaze, then he raised his leg and slamd it into the ground.

BOOM!!!

OHHHHMMMM!!!

The ground shattered into pieces, and the entire building trembled and creaked as a terrifying pressure appeared around Akaza.

Simon’s expression beca even more grave.

"Don’t worry. I’ll make your death quick and painless. Entertain !"

BANG!

BOOM!

Simon’s eyes narrowed, then he swung his right fist which was coated with his demonic energy.

Another fist filled with black tattoos appeared in front of Simon’s fist, and both fists clashed.

The result?

BOOM!!!!!

A catastrophical destruction that nearly blew off the entire building.