Chapter 120 Insubordination must be punished.
After all, Viltrumites respect a good group brawl.
Over a dozen explosive figures lunged at him from all directions.
They all struck with heavy force, attempting to incapacitate Lucas so they could have their way with him.
"I originally wanted to get along with you normally, but you are too aggressive!"
"I’m done pretending, I’m showing my hand!"
"I will suppress all of you with one hand!"
After having his liver removed, Lucas stopped playing around and punched a hole through Belesa’s waist.
Even though it was a group brawl, this was a one-sided battle.
Once a female Viltrumite fell, she couldn’t stand back up.
But Lucas could.
He was a Viltrumite with an "anti-lodging" trait.
Cultivated by the system, it had to be a premium product.
Lucas’s figure weaved through the crowd.
He grabbed Iveta’s arm and, using her own momentum, twisted it back.
"Crack!"
With a furrow of her eyebrows beneath her fiery red hair, Iveta endured the pain as her slender yet powerful arm was twisted into the opposite direction.
"Hiss! That’s the feeling!"
"It’s been so many years, you’re the first Viltrumite who dared to be so ruthless with me!"
"Oh! I love you even more now!"
Lucas didn’t give her time to react and kicked her flying.
"You pervert, get lost!"
Cassandra followed closely, a flash of silver attacking from his side, her palm strike fast and ruthless, aiming straight for his throat.
It perfectly illustrated what it meant to be ruthless without saying much.
Lucas dodged sideways, barely avoiding it, and caught her ankle.
He swung Cassandra around like a club, sweeping towards the other female Viltrumites rushing up.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The Viltrumite Pendulum!
Several people were sent dizzy by the hit, flying backward and slamming into the ground.
Lucas didn’t stop.
He slammed Cassandra onto the ground, fast and hard.
The Viltrumite Hoeing!
A crisp sound came from Cassandra’s long, beautiful leg.
It was broken!
A minor injury! Sprains, fractures, torn flesh... to a Viltrumite, these were all insignificant.
Even if their internal organs were ruptured, as long as vital organs weren’t damaged, they could heal.
Especially since Lucas was healing the other side as he fought.
A group brawl was actually great for training, especially since these female Viltrumites were fast and had solid combat experience.
They could bring a little bit of pressure to Lucas.
Bones broken? Set them and fight again!
Seriously injured? Don’t sleep, get up and party!
Lucas even deliberately humiliated these women.
He maneuvered with ease among the dozen female warriors, even finding time to offer pointers on combat techniques.
"My weakness is the inner ear, just like yours. You can use continuous super-claps to create sonic shockwaves!"
"Right, right, just like that force!"
"Ouch, that actually hurt a little!"
Lucas enjoyed himself while getting beaten up.
This extreme violence, mixed with a hint of tenderness and repeated experiences, caused these female Viltrumites, who had lacked affection their whole lives, to fall completely.
A man who was powerful enough to completely conquer them, yet refused to kill them!
What was this called?
This was called love!
Sometimes, Lucas even felt that these female Viltrumites, regardless of age, seemed to lack another special kind of love.
Fatherly love.
As for how Lucas discovered this, he could only say... it could only be understood, not explained.
He didn’t know how much time had passed.
When the last female Viltrumite was beaten to the point of collapse by Lucas, only to be healed again, they stopped attacking.
The battle was over!
There were no winners in this war.
Over a dozen once-haughty female warriors lay sprawled on the ground, breathing heavily with flushed cheeks, their eyes filled with an intense, unquenchable heat and longing as they looked at Lucas.
Lucas stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at them.
Like a strict father.
"You all have quite a lot of nerve."
He spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of deliberate severity.
"You actually dared to gang up on me, to swarm your King?"
"Even with the excuse of reproduction, such behavior... should be punished!"
"You have angered me."
The female Viltrumites trembled in unison.
Oh?
Could it be... that there would be punishment now?
How exciting!
"So..." Lucas’s gaze swept across the crowd, "Today, one of you must step forward to accept punishment."
After a deathly silence.
The eyes of those female warriors actually sparkled, and they all simultaneously wanted to sign up... ah no, accept the punishment!
"Belesa!"
"You are the most arrogant one here, I’m going to fix you today!"
"Crawl over here!"
He hooked his finger.
Belesa’s body trembled; despite being within arm’s reach, under the watchful eyes of the others, she crawled over bit by bit.
Lucas lifted the woman’s chin, "Not satisfied?"
"Not satisfied!" Belesa said, looking stubborn.
"Very good, I specialize in curing dissatisfaction. Take me to your place!"
Belesa’s body trembled.
There were no secrets in Viltrumite combat suits.
It was very easy to tell what state Belesa was in right now.
That’s right, that’s right!
Belesa also realized the current situation; she looked a bit indecent, but it didn’t matter anymore.
A blush appeared on that proud face for the first time.
She climbed up from the ground, and although her expression was awkward, she led the way very honestly.
She looked back every three steps, afraid that Lucas would disappear.
Belesa’s place was quite nice, exceeding Lucas’s expectations.
Spacious and tidy!
It even had a touch of feminine delicacy.
Lucas suddenly remembered that Viltrumite residences were usually luxurious; someone like Conquest living in a coffin-room was actually the anomaly!
Such a powerful warrior, not even having a bed to sleep on, just laying out a sheet and a pillow, claiming it was a respawn point.
Most Viltrumites actually enjoyed life.
"Very good, this place is nice. How much per square meter?" Lucas asked, looking around with his hands behind his back.
"Money?" Belesa looked puzzled, "Once a Viltrumite passes the rite of passage, they receive all kinds of benefits. Except for the area near the King’s Hall, no one dares to control where you build your house or how big it is!"
"Oh, that was my ignorance then!"
Lucas nodded and sat down on the soft couch.
"Next, I hope you know what to do!"
Belesa stubbornly turned her head away.
As a female warrior, she hadn’t defeated Lucas, so what capital did she have to be proactive?
As a defeated dog, how could she dare to hope for such treatment!
But Lucas simply reached out and gripped her shoulder.
He didn’t use much force at all, but Belesa didn’t have a single thought of resistance; her steel-like body instantly turned into something soft.
What is Conquest!
This is what you call Conquest!
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