SSS-Rank Evolving Monster: From Pest to Cosmic Devourer-Chapter 77: How do you wish to die

A colossal mosquito with a proboscis longer than a spear sliced through the heavens like a streak of lightning, its wings tearing the air with a sharp, resonant hum that echoed across the skies.

Below, hundreds of warriors—seasoned veterans clad in worn armor and youthful trainees with eager eyes—stood gathered in the grand execution square of the Radiant Knight Order. Their gazes turned upward in unison as they sensed a powerful, domineering aura rushing toward them like a tidal wave.

"The Venom Fang overlord!"

"It’s that mindless mosquito!"

"What audacity! He dares to appear in the very heart of the Radiant Knight Order? Is he courting death?"

"He really came..."

Gasps and murmurs spread like wildfire. A tremor of disbelief passed through the crowd.

Elina and Seraphina exchanged a glance—one of silent understanding. Shock flickered in Seraphina’s eyes for the briefest moment, but it quickly gave way to something sharper, colder.

Just as Vice Leader Marcus had foreseen, the mosquito had come. For a mere Spider, no less.

In a blur of movement, the three shot into the air like phantoms, disappearing from the execution square.

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Ricky surged forward through the sky, the wind howling past his translucent wings. The world below became a streak of motion, as if time itself bent to his fury.

"Stop!"

Three figures appeared in a flash before him, their presence like immovable mountains—each cloaked in a profound aura that disrupted the very air.

Ricky’s multifaceted eyes turned cold, his thoughts sharpening to a deadly edge. These were the Truth Seekers of the Radiant Knight Order—Stage 2 elites, each standing near the peak of power within their rank. The baldy’s memories served him well. There were ten such individuals, and the ones before him were among the most formidable.

Romit, the leader of the trio, stepped forward with a mocking smile. His eyes gleamed with disdain.

"Good. Very good, Venom Fang overlord. You truly haven’t disappointed us. Surrender is the wise choice..."

His voice was soaked in sarcasm, as though this encounter were already beneath him.

Ricky stared at him with the indifference of one examining a dying ember.

"Are you ready to face the consequences of your actions?" His voice was low and calm, yet each syllable fell like a hammer blow.

He didn’t ask why the Forest—his home—was set ablaze, nor why his kin had been shackled and dragged here like cattle. There was no need. The reasons no longer mattered.

Today, blood would be repaid with blood.

His emotionless words swept across the surroundings like a silent decree. Every warrior with a spiritual field felt them—heard them in their bones.

A hush fell over the entire square. An eerie stillness settled, like the calm before a thunderstorm.

Romit’s face stiffened for a heartbeat—then cracked into a laugh, wild and arrogant. His voice boomed with mockery.

"A pest dares to threaten me, right at the headquarters of the Radiant Knight Order..."

"What insolence. No wonder he thinks himself above all others."

"Get out of my way, clown," Ricky spat, his tone devoid of patience. "Don’t waste my time. Where is my friend?"

The expressions of the three Truth Seekers changed subtly, a flash of irritation and disbelief passing between them. This creature—who should be on his knees—spoke to them as if they were nothing.

Vice Leader Marcus, observing from afar, narrowed his eyes. A glint of frost passed through his calm gaze.

Elina and Seraphina shook their heads in unison. How foolish. He hadn’t changed at all—still as ignorant and arrogant as before.

If he had just surrendered quietly, perhaps there would have been a sliver of mercy.

Around them, the crowd began to murmur again. Disappointment tainted the atmosphere like sour smoke.

"He’s lost his mind."

"Sigh... he’s walking the path of no return."

The fragile shred of sympathy they had once harbored for Ricky disintegrated.

And then, a single voice broke the stillness. It was unclear who shouted first, but soon others followed, like sparks igniting dry grass.

"Kill the Venom Fang overlord too!"

"His heart is too twisted. He defies our laws. Imagine the destruction he’d unleash if spared!"

The chant grew louder, an ugly chorus fueled by fear, ignorance, and righteous fury.

Elina’s eyes flickered with cold steel. Seraphina stepped forward slightly, her voice steady and solemn.

"Venom Fang overlord. Accept your crimes and surrender peacefully. We will ensure you are buried whole."

A grave promise, spoken with genuine intent.

Elina nodded beside her. It was all they could offer.

But Ricky’s gaze dropped coldly toward them, his compound eyes gleaming with restrained wrath.

"What a joke," he replied flatly. "I could say the same to you."

His voice, though quiet, carried a bone-chilling weight.

"Tell me where Dark Shadow and Alexandria are... or don’t blame me for what happens next."

A Truth Seeker stepped forward, his tone righteous and scornful.

"Venom Fang overlord, watch your tongue. This is the sacred headquarters of the Radiant Knight Order. You’re in no position to make demands."

Ricky’s rage flared.

"Get lost."

His spiritual field burst outward like a tempest, an overwhelming tide of force smashing into the man. The Truth Seeker was thrown from the sky, coughing blood, crashing down like a broken doll.

Gasps rang out. A stunned silence followed.

"How dare you capture my friends and burn my home? Are you so blind to the consequences? Let today serve as a lesson—

Never harm those close to me."

"Venom Fang overlord, you go too far—!"

"Kill him! He’s mad!"

Ricky’s aura surged again. His compound eyes glinted with merciless resolve.

A wave of unrelenting pressure exploded from his body. Romit and the remaining two Truth Seekers paled, feeling their knees tremble under the crushing weight. It was as if a mountain had been dropped atop their shoulders, and their hearts sank into their stomachs.

Only now did they truly understand—this wasn’t an opponent they could stop. This was a disaster made flesh.

Unfazed by their horror, Ricky cast one last, withering glare and darted downward, heading straight for the execution square.

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The Radiant Knight Order’s central square sprawled beneath him, its marble tiles arranged in pristine geometric patterns, lined with radiant banners that fluttered in the wind. Everything about it exuded solemnity and divine order.

Ricky’s gaze sharpened. A profound aura blanketed the area—a sacred masculine energy that clung to the stone like a curse of purity.

"Stop...!"

Four protector knights darted into the air, their faces grim, spiritual energy flaring around them as they moved to intercept.

But Ricky didn’t even slow down.

"You know why I’m here, and yet you still refuse to release my friends. Are you tired of living?"

With a single step, his oppressive might expanded like a tidal surge. The four protectors were slammed down onto the square’s surface, their limbs stiff and immobile, faces contorted with strain.

Ricky’s cold gaze swept past them, finally locking onto the man seated atop the elevated chair at the center.

Vice Leader Marcus.

Their eyes met.

Marcus sat with his back straight, hands calmly resting on his knees. His aura was gentle, unreadable. His expression betrayed nothing, as if anger had long been trained out of him.

But Ricky’s own eyes burned. There was no need to hide his fury.

"Venom Fang overlord," Marcus said with a faint smile, as if welcoming an old friend to tea.

Ricky’s tone was like a blade drawn halfway from its sheath.

"I’ve come. Yet you still haven’t released my friends. Do you all truly wish to die?"

He hovered in place, his aura crackling with dark promise.

"Fine," he whispered.

"Then I’ll fulfill your wish."

Hearing Ricky’s imposing voice, Vice Leader Marcus remained unfazed, his expression calm and composed. A faint, almost mocking smile played on his lips as he replied:

"Venom Fang Overlord, your words are a stain upon the sacred legacy of our Radiant Knight Order—an order that has saved mankind time and time again in the Kingdom of Eldros."

He tilted his head slightly, voice turning cold.

"Now, be quick and apologize... so I can kill you with a clear conscience."

"A mere pest like you dares to insult a glorious organization such as mine?"

Ricky’s eyes narrowed, a cold sneer curling at the edges of his mouth.

"What a grand Radiant Knight Order... what a noble legacy of saving mankind," he said, voice laced with mockery.

Vice Leader Marcus remained composed. His eyes stayed gentle, almost serene, as if Ricky’s words were nothing but a breeze brushing past his ear.

"Venom Fang Overlord, your heart festers with hatred. Do you truly believe you can save that mere spider?"

A murderous glint flashed in Ricky’s eyes. His voice dropped to a chilling low.

"She is not a mere spider. She is Dark Shadow—my friend."

Ricky sneered and said, "Quit beating around the bush. Bring out Dark shadow now, or I won’t hesitate and end turn this place into ruins."

Marcus quietly watched him for a moment, then gave a slight nod and announced loudly:

"Saintness Seraphina, bring that little spider here. Let the Venon Fang overlord witness the public execution."

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