Rise of The Abandoned Husband

"Hahahaha!" When Frost Kendrick heard this, his laughter got even more cocky.

The sharp sound made my ears ache.

"Saron, can you shut him up?" I said with a frown.

Saron smiled coldly, "Sure thing, just let me use your body and I'll shut him up instantly..."

"Fine." I nodded, then closed my eyes a bit.

In a flash, Saron's spirit took over my body.

Right then, "I" seemed like a totally different person.

A twisted, cruel smile spread across my lips, looking like some psycho killer as my tongue kept licking my lips.

Frost Kendrick, standing not far off, kept laughing like crazy without getting what was happening.

The awful sound was driving everyone nuts.

"Bang!"

Just then, my body vanished suddenly!

In a split second, I was right in front of Frost!

"What?" Frost's face shifted, panic flashing in his eyes!

"Bang!"

Before Frost could even react, Saron's fist slammed into his mouth!

Frost's body shot up into the air!

His jaw cracked completely!

Watching his body get launched into the sky, Saron took a long breath.

"Hahaha!"

Soon, Saron's wild laughter echoed out.

"This feeling of being alive...so damn good..." Saron licked my lips.

Everyone just stared, totally shocked.

Especially Amber Skye.

Was this still the guy she knew? Why did he suddenly seem like a completely different person?

Especially that evil grin, which felt weird and scary...

"Bang!"

Soon, Frost's body hit the ground.

He scrambled up quickly, glaring hard at Saron in front of him.

"You bastard, you sucker punched me!" Frost yelled furiously.

Saron smirked and sneered, "Sucker punch you? You're just a bug, do I need to sucker punch you?"

"Bug? I'm a bug?!" Frost was pissed.

"You've lost your mind! Did our last fight make you overconfident?" He said icily.

Saron brushed off Frost's words and looked over the other Martial Saints.

"Why don't you all jump me at once..." Saron said with a nasty tone.

Frost shouted, "Everyone attack together, don't let him get away!"

Three Martial Saints stepped forward! Their crushing pressure filled the air!

"Kid, today..."

"Bang!"

Before the Martial Saint could finish talking trash, Saron had already moved in and my fist smashed right into the guy's face.

The already ugly face exploded instantly!

"You think I'd listen to your crap?" Saron licked my lips.

Before anyone could process it, Saron did something even crazier.

He ripped out the man's soul and gulped it down.

Everyone's faces went pale!

Especially Frost! Cold sweat poured down his face!

"How did this punk change so much?" Frost screamed inside his head!

He didn't even let him finish threatening before attacking?!

"Your turn." Saron turned to another Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint backed away nervously, trying to act tough and said, "I'll have you know, I..."

"Whoosh!"

Another punch, straight through his chest!

"Seems like you don't know much about me." Saron looked at the Martial Saint in front of him with a grin.

"You see, I'm a very neat and quick worker, fast and brutal! That's why they call me the First God of Slaughter! Get it now?" Saron whispered.

But this seemingly "soft" voice sounded like a death sentence to everyone right now!

Two more Martial Saints dead in seconds!

Saron wasn't just strong, his work was clean and quick with no wasted moves!

Even my opinion of Saron got better!

Frost looked really grim as he stepped back and said coldly, "We can work something out."

"Work this out!"

Saron charged up, and my foot slammed right into Frost's gut!

Even with his protective technique, Frost got launched into the air by Saron!

Before he could get up, Saron closed in again.

He grabbed Frost's hair, pulled my knee up, and drove it hard into his stomach!

Right after, Saron clasped both hands together, making a hammer, and slammed it down hard on Frost's back!

"Crack!"

Frost's spine snapped instantly! His body crashed hard into the ground!

Saron squatted down, grabbing Frost's hair with one hand, pulling him up.

"Pretty tough guy." Saron reached out, slapping Frost's face as he spoke.

Frost opened his mouth, struggling to talk.

This whole thing was like some street gang beatdown?!

"I'll give you one chance for last words." Saron held Frost's hair and said.

"You better make it count. Most people don't get this kind of treatment."

Frost opened his mouth, about to say something.

Right then, Saron waved his hand and said, "You're too slow, just die already."

As he said that, Saron's foot crushed Frost's head.

After killing three Martial Saints in one go, everyone was stunned.

The last two Marquises tried desperately to run, but Saron sure wasn't going to let them.

I saw Saron kick up a rock, sending it flying at the two.

The rock seemed to pack the force of a mountain, killing both instantly.

After finishing these guys, Saron's face looked satisfied, "It's been forever since I last killed...This feeling! This addictive feeling!"

Then, Saron looked at Amber Skye nearby.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Saron said with a smile.

"What?" I asked.

Saron licked my lips, "I noticed that Amber's got a thing for you. Since you don't like her anyway, why don't I help you out?"

"Help me? What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

Saron grinned, "Sleep with her, of course! You probably don't know, besides being the First God of Slaughter, I've got another title, the First Lust Demon!"

"Hehe...I bet with your body, she won't say no..."

After saying that, Saron walked toward Amber Skye with a perverted smile on my face.