Chương 337: Chapter : 337

"Raven!" Senator Norman yelled angrily. He marched forward. He pulled a glowing, highly lethal magical sword from his belt. The blade hummed with bright blue energy. It was a Grandmaster-level weapon. Norman was terrified. He knew Dr. Raven was weak. He knew Raven would confess everything to the police if he was caught. Raven would trade Norman's name for a lighter prison sentence. Norman could not let that happen. He needed to silence his partner permanently.

"You are a liability!" Norman roared. He raised the glowing blue sword.

"I will not let you ruin my life! You die right here!" Norman completely ignored Ken. He was too panicked. He was too focused on killing Raven. He did not notice the black cloak. He did not notice the glowing red eye. He just saw a target. Senator Norman charged forward. He moved with exceptional, flawless speed. He was a trained fighter. He used Grandmaster-level sword skills. He dashed across the tunnel in a blur. He swung the highly lethal blade directly at Dr. Raven's neck. The strike was incredibly fast.

It was meant to end the problem in a single second. Ken let out a very quiet, very annoyed sigh.

"You people are always rushing around," Ken whispered in his deep, echoing voice. Ken activated his magic. He did not cast a shield. He did not summon a weapon. He changed the fundamental rules of reality itself. He pulled the entire tunnel into his "slow world." The shift was completely seamless. Instantly, the world stopped moving properly. The loud humming of the magical sword faded into a low, distorted drone. The dust falling from the ceiling stopped in mid-air.

The dust motes just hung there, completely frozen. Senator Norman's blinding speed vanished. His furious, rushing charge turned into a pathetic, incredibly sluggish crawl. He moved like he was trying to run through a pool of thick, heavy syrup. His foot slowly lifted off the ground. It took ten seconds just for his boot to move an inch. His face was frozen in an angry, screaming expression. To Ken, everything else was painfully slow. But Ken moved at a perfectly normal speed. Ken stepped forward casually.

He walked right past the frozen dust motes. He stopped in front of the Senator. He looked at the glowing blue sword. The blade was slowly, slowly creeping through the air.

"This sword is very bright," Ken noted casually. He tilted his head.

"It is actually giving me a headache. You should really use a dimmer weapon." Ken did not even break a sweat. He effortlessly sidestepped the sluggish sword strike. He moved slightly to the left. The deadly blade crept past his shoulder, completely missing him. Ken raised his hand. He balled his fingers into a fist. He did not need to use his full strength. He just needed to deliver a firm lesson. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.

Ken punched Senator Norman directly in the center of his chest. For a fraction of a millisecond, Ken released the slow world. He let real time resume just enough for the impact to register. BAM! The blow was devastating. It was bone-shattering. Senator Norman felt the massive, crushing force hit his ribs. All the air violently exploded out of his lungs. He coughed up blood. His eyes bulged in pure agony. Before Norman could even fly backward from the punch, Ken activated the slow world again. Time froze.

Norman was suspended in the air. He was slowly tilting backward. His face was twisted in ultimate pain. His fingers slowly opened. The glowing blue sword slipped out of his hand. The weapon began to fall toward the floor at a snail's pace.

"You made a very big mess today," Ken said softly. He walked around the floating, suffering politician.

"You blew up a courtroom. You ruined my nap. You made my friends worry. I really dislike people who make my friends worry." Ken raised his foot. He delivered a swift, precise kick directly to the side of Norman's knee. He resumed normal time for another tiny split second. CRACK. The knee joint shattered completely. Norman let out a distorted, muted scream of agony. Time froze again. Norman was now falling sideways, his body totally broken. Ken delivered one final, devastating strike.

He chopped the side of his hand directly against the back of Norman's neck. Ken completely dropped the slow world. Reality crashed back to normal speed. The sudden return of gravity and momentum hit Norman all at once. The Senator slammed brutally onto the concrete floor. His glowing sword clattered loudly against the wall. He rolled over twice. He groaned weakly. His bones were shattered. His grandmaster skills were totally useless. He was completely overpowered and dying. The tunnel went quiet again.

The dust finally fell to the floor. Dr. Raven watched the entire thing. He was still on his knees. He was crying. He realized Norman had tried to kill him. But he also realized the monster in the black cloak had just defeated a Grandmaster in less than two seconds without even trying. Ken turned around. His black cloak settled smoothly around his legs. The glowing red pupil in his abyssal black eye stared at both men. They were totally broken. They were terrified. They were finally defeated.

"You both wanted to rule from the shadows," Ken stated coldly. The deep, absolute authority in his voice made them shiver.

"You wanted to hurt innocent people. You thought nobody could stop you. But you forgot one simple rule. The shadows belong to me." Ken raised his right hand. He snapped his fingers. Snap. The air in front of the two men violently tore open. A dark, swirling portal appeared. It was completely pitch black inside. Freezing cold air poured out of the portal. It smelled like rust and despair. From deep inside the swirling darkness, a chilling sound echoed. Snip. Snip.

It was the sound of massive, rusty metal scissors clicking together. The entity known as Scissors was waiting inside. It was the entrance to the horrific, inescapable Torture Department of his personal shadow army. Dr. Raven screamed. He tried to crawl away. Senator Norman weakly reached his hand out, begging for help. Ken did not hesitate. He grabbed Dr. Raven by the collar of his ruined suit. He grabbed Senator Norman by his belt.

With a single, callous motion, Ken tossed both men directly into the swirling portal. They flew into the darkness. Their screams were instantly cut off. Ken snapped his fingers again. The dark portal closed with a soft popping sound. The freezing air vanished. The tunnel returned to normal. The corrupt politicians were gone forever. They would never hurt anyone again. Ken stood alone in the quiet concrete tunnel. He let out a long, loud sigh. He rolled his shoulders. The magical transformation reversed itself.

The glowing red pupil faded away. His eye returned to its normal dark color. The high-collared black cloak dissolved. His wrinkled navy blue suit and untucked shirt returned. The terrifying god was gone. The lazy boy was back.

"Well, that was a lot of cardio," Ken complained to himself. He shoved his hands back into his pockets. He turned around and started shuffling back down the tunnel.

"I really hope Naomi saved me a slice of cake. All this secret hero work makes a guy very hungry."