Hector was shocked and terrified as he stared at Edgar.
In the meantime, Edgar took a step forward to plant his foot on Hector. A dark mist manifested on Edgar’s hand before snaking around Hector.
Soon, Edgar was done absorbing Hector’s power as he watched on helplessly. Right after that, he exerted force on his foot that he had on Hector and crushed him.
“Edgar, no!” Zion tried to stop him, but it was far too late.
The others could only watch the scene with their jaws hanging.
Hector was an advanced-phase Martial Arts Marquis, but Edgar killed him with such ease.
“Is there anyone else who still thinks that I don’t have the right to attend this alliance’s meeting?” Edgar questioned, sweeping his gaze across the crowd.
All of them were quiet as they kept their heads hung. None dared to speak, for the prowess Edgar had displayed made their hearts tremble in fear.
The silence brought a smile to Edgar’s face. The sensation of standing on top of the pyramid made him feel good.
“President Zeigler,” Edgar called out as he turned to Zion.
“What is it, Mr. Edgar?” Zion was still recomposing himself after seeing Edgar’s cruel actions.
Although Warriors Alliance still had more power warriors than a Greater Martial Arts Marquis like Edgar, Zion was sure that Edgar would kill him instantly if he were to speak the wrong word at a time like this.
“I’ve been eyeing your position for a long time, and I think it’s time for someone new to be in your position. I’d say my father would be a good fit,” Edgar continued.
“Mr. Edgar, although I’m the president of the alliance, giving up my role still requires the permission of the higher-ups. I’m sure you know about that,” Zion answered with a stumped look on his face.
He did not mind giving up his position, but that decision was not solely his to make. In fact, the vice president of the alliance had more power than he did in the organization. Furthermore, there were higher-ups who were also working under Tanner.
Therefore, Zion would not dare to utter a word until those people made up their minds. Moreover, Skylar was currently in solitary training, so Zion would not be able to find anyone who could go up against Edgar.
“Aren’t you talking about the Black Copper Robe? Tell those who don’t agree with this decision to come to me themselves,” Edgar uttered as he started releasing his Greater Martial Arts Marquis aura.
The resulting pressure made everyone’s heart skip a beat.
“He’s a Greater Martial Arts Marquis. I can’t believe he has become a Greater Martial Arts Marquis.”
“No wonder he killed Hector with just one hit. No one will be able to go up against someone who’s a Greater Martial Arts Marquis!”
Everyone was quaking in their boots, too afraid to look at Edgar.
“President Zeigler, aren’t you going to come down yet?” Edgar questioned.
Zion’s expression darkened, and yet, he had no choice but to slowly move away from the main seat.
“Dad, you can sit there now,” Edgar told Ryker.
Ryker had a look of excitement as he stared at the chair of the president.
After walking over to it leisurely, Ryker sat down on it.
“Hahaha! From now on, the Deragon family is bound to walk toward a future of glory!” Ryker burst out laughing as he caressed the armrest of the chair.
“From now on, you shall submit to the Deragon family. If any of you dare to swear loyalty to someone else… Well, you know what will happen,” Edgar warned.
Everyone continued to hang their heads in silence.
At that, Edgar scowled and snarled, “Are you all deaf?”
As he spoke, his aura spiked. Everyone’s breaths hitched when they felt pressure like a thousand-ton rock landed on them.
“I understand,” said one who could not withstand the pressure anymore.
After him, more and more began to submit to Edgar, unable to stand the duress anymore.
Edgar finally nodded in satisfaction at their responses.
He then turned to Zion and said, “Zion, I heard that many proficient fighters are locked up in the alliance’s dungeon. I’d like to take a look at that place, Jagoan’s girlfriend, especially. I want to use her as bait to lure Jagoan out and kill him.”