[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system":3,"chapter-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-224":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},560630,810,"Chapter 224: The Cripple Lucus","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-224",224,"\u003Cp>The Cripple Lucus\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After killing the middle-aged man, Steffan began attacking the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the corpse collapsed onto the shattered arena floor, panic exploded throughout the entire Lockheart Martial Arts Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had expected things to escalate this far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood spread across the cracked stone tiles beneath the moonlight. The metallic smell drifted heavily through the cold night air while frightened breaths and hurried footsteps echoed everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan stood at the center of it all like a demon descended into the mortal world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sinister ghost mask reflected the pale moonlight faintly. The black robe on his body fluttered violently despite there being barely any wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With absolute overwhelming strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Silver Realm expert charging from the left was sent flying dozens of meters with a single palm strike. Bones shattered audibly before the man crashed into a pillar, coughing blood endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another expert attempted to attack from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan did not even turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He casually raised one arm backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attacker’s wrist snapped instantly before Steffan grabbed his throat and threw him into the crowd like trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams erupted everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining Silver Realm experts felt their scalps go numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not a battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan moved through the battlefield calmly, almost leisurely, yet every movement carried horrifying destructive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch shattered ribs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One kick crushed kneecaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One palm strike sent true energy exploding through internal organs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a matter of moments, more than twenty Silver Realm experts were severely injured by him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some lay twitching on the ground unable to stand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others screamed while clutching shattered limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few crawled desperately away from him like frightened animals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan did not even spare them another glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even bother to attack the Iron Realm Old Martial Arts practitioners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if touching them would dirty his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That contempt hurt even more than the violence itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd was already in complete chaos now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People fled in every direction, terrified of being caught in this nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s a monster!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gold Realm... this bastard is definitely Gold Realm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... maybe even stronger...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear spread like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even some household patriarchs who normally acted arrogantly could no longer maintain their composure. Their faces were pale while cold sweat soaked their backs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yana Tyson clenched her fists tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her injured body trembled slightly as she watched Steffan standing amidst the fallen crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly intended to crush the entire Valemont Old Martial Arts world beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan slowly swept his gaze across the terrified crowd before speaking indifferently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll give you few days to consider.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was not loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet everyone heard it clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Be my dogs... and destroy the D’Aurelius Family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment those words fell, countless expressions changed violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destroy the D’Aurelius Family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some subconsciously looked toward each other in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who exactly was this madman?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he specifically target the D’Aurelius Family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could process it fully, Steffan continued calmly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In few days, I’ll visit each household personally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze slowly shifted toward Yana Tyson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Starting with the Tyson Family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yana’s orange eyes narrowed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling pressure descended upon her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even injured, she forced herself to meet his gaze coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan suddenly laughed softly beneath the mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can refuse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as you can bear the consequences of refusal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Complete silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared answer him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared question him either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the corpses and blood around them had already become the clearest warning possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan looked utterly disappointed by their reactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cowardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pathetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without saying another word, he turned around and grabbed Lucas by the shoulder like carrying a sack of garbage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, beneath everyone’s fearful gazes, he left calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gracefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As though everything that had just happened was insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after his figure disappeared into the darkness did many people finally collapse weakly to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure he left behind felt suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the large number of fallen Silver Realm experts scattered across the arena, the entire Valemont Old Martial Arts world was filled with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Silver Realm experts who usually stood high above others...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people ordinary martial artists worshipped like legends...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had looked utterly powerless before Steffan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like children facing a natural disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That crushing gap in strength made everyone feel despair deep inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time in many years, the so-called pride of Valemont’s Old Martial Arts world had been trampled completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away from the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night wind swept across a lonely hillside covered in dead grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas leaned weakly against Steffan while coughing blood continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body ached unbearably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several ribs remained broken, and his internal injuries were severe, yet despite the pain, relief filled his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was all that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being rescued from certain death, Lucas let out a long sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he didn’t die this time...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything could still be reversed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he recovered from his injuries and officially stepped into the Gold Realm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would return personally to tear Julian D’Aurelius apart piece by piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That humiliation tonight...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would repay it a hundredfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reaching a hillside, the man called Steffan finally put Lucas down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas staggered slightly before quickly taking out a healing exilir from his pocket and swallowing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medicinal energy spread through his body slowly, easing some pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked at Steffan respectfully and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Steffan... what about Evan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan stood quietly beneath the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That waste is already dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone remained indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dead?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas was momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then excitement suddenly appeared on his bloodied face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excellent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That bastard had competed against him for years within the Obsidian Wing organization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was finally dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more rival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No more obstacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas immediately cupped his fists respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I will remember Steffan’s help today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And I will repay it in the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan glanced at him coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something about that gaze suddenly made Lucas’s heart skip violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could react—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan struck his chest directly with one palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying true energy hidden within that palm exploded instantly inside Lucas’s body like a violent storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack! Crack! Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His nervous system shattered one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cultivation collapsed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s eyes widened in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In merely moments, his body collapsed onto the ground heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cultivation...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood began flowing from his seven orifices while his body convulsed violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utter terror appeared on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Steffan... what are you doing?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas screamed desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why save him only to destroy him afterward?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire body shook violently in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could no longer feel any true energy inside himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had become crippled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complete cripple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Saving you,\" Steffan said calmly, \"was because the trash of the Obsidian Wing organization can only be dealt with by us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone carried undisguised disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan was trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Lucas...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was equally trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s breathing became ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You madman!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice cracked from despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My master won’t let you get away with this!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he could not even move his fingers properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his pride...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All his ambition...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything had been destroyed completely with that single palm strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steffan merely sneered beneath the ghost mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes turned colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once I finish things here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll personally take you to meet the old Obsidian King for your final judgment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he mentioned the old Obsidian King, genuine respect appeared faintly in Steffan’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five years ago...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of certain incidents, he had been thrown into prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, death had already been inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one even dared approach him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the old Obsidian King personally pulled him out of hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave him strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taught him terrifying martial arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then threw him directly into the battlefields of Africa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you know how he survived those five years?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single day had been filled with slaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>War after war after war.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by crawling through mountains of corpses did he finally earn that terrifying title—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martial Art King of Africa.\u003C\u002Fp>",1391,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","179e4cbfc8b5f3a284365c170aa2464c571d4167efb92b4597b46923ae04d43d","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-225","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-223",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]