Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 1451: Am I beautiful?

Chapter 1451: Chapter 1451: Am I beautiful?

Colter Flynn could only hear the roaring wind whistling past his ears. His vision was plunged into darkness, and his strength seemed utterly drained. The hand clutching him felt like an iron clamp, immovable and cold. Despite his formidable strength as a Dail Celestial Beast and his status as a Superior Divine Master, he found himself powerless to resist.

After about a dozen breaths, a sudden brightness pierced through the darkness. In that instant, his vision returned. He found himself atop a mountain peak, standing face-to-face with someone dressed in a cloth-patterned blouse. He saw embroidered shoes and caught the faint scent of perfume.

And, of course, he noticed the black tiger, which was equally immobilized by a single hand and unable to move.

Internally, Flynn could only stumble over his thoughts. Whoever this person was—male or female—they had strength beyond his comprehension. How could he, in the grip of this individual, muster not even a shred of resistance?

"What are you staring at, handsome?"

The cloth blouse turned around, and simultaneously Flynn felt his body lighten—the hand gripping him released him. Yet he dared not act recklessly; the muscles in his face twitched uncontrollably from his subconscious nerves.

Because when the cloth blouse turned, it revealed itself to be, of all things, a man—a man—a man!

This man had painted his face thickly with powder, smeared on crimson lipstick, and drawn his eyebrows drastically. His fingernails were also vividly colored.

"Ugh—" Flynn gagged at the sight, feeling queasy to his very core. "What in the hell kind of freak is this?"

"You’re disgusted by me!"

*Smack!* A deafening slap landed square across Flynn’s face. Though this "man" may have dressed as a woman, his raw physical strength was masculine in nature—overwhelmingly so. His wide palm dished out such a blow that Flynn’s teeth shattered instantly, and he spat out mouthfuls of blood.

"You dare feel disgusted by me?" The freak stomped on Flynn’s neck, forcing his eyes to roll back into his head.

"Urgh—please, no—no!" Flynn spat blood while breathlessly mumbling his submission.

"Hmph! At least you know what’s good for you!" The freak was none other than Tyler Nash.

This guy had vanished for ten years. Ever since he received the Dew of Creation from Yusuf Zuck, he had undergone some kind of transformation. Now, ten years later, he had become terrifyingly powerful—even Superior Divine Masters were as defenseless as chickens in the palm of his hand.

Tyler removed his foot, leaving Flynn gasping violently for air. Meanwhile, the black tiger remained sprawled motionless at the cliff’s edge. It neither roared nor attempted to save its master—it seemed utterly detached from the moment.

"Tell me, is this tiger truly Yusuf Zuck’s mount?" Tyler Nash gestured toward the black tiger.

"Uh... yes, yes, it’s his mount, absolutely!" Flynn’s eyes darted back and forth, scheming silently. He wanted desperately to escape but feared that even attempting it would only worsen his suffering. Why had this lunatic captured him anyway?

Flynn was convinced he hadn’t done anything to provoke a madman like this, leaving him utterly perplexed.

"Earlier, you mentioned Yusuf Zuck’s woman had married your brother. His woman? Which woman are you talking about?" Tyler had apparently overheard Flynn’s braggadocious statement on Yellow Smoke Island earlier, leading him to strike suddenly.

"She’s an Ancient Celestial Beast—a Gluttonous Beast from the Royal Clan. She’s mutated. My father discovered and captured her in the East Sea ten years ago."

"An Ancient Gluttonous Beast? Oh..." Tyler Nash nodded thoughtfully. "I seem to recall hearing about that. Years ago, Yusuf Zuck—the bastard—managed to kill three Divine Masters over that woman while still at the Divine King realm. Caused quite an uproar. So it was her after all."

"This is entertaining," Tyler continued, laughing maniacally. "If he learns his woman married your brother, ha! He’ll surely cough up blood from sheer rage. What fun!"

Flynn tried to comprehend Tyler’s fixation. This man clearly harbored deep animosity toward Yusuf Zuck; otherwise, why would he laugh such an insidious laugh over Zuck’s misfortune?

"By the way, has she slept with your brother yet?" Tyler Nash asked abruptly.

"Uh... when I left, it hadn’t happened yet, I think?" Flynn responded hesitantly.

"Then send a communication to your brother immediately—tell him to hurry up and sleep with that woman!"

"Uh..." Flynn struggled to keep up with Tyler’s erratic thought process.

"Do it!" Tyler barked, shrieking with his grating, duck-like voice. "What are you staring at? Get moving, you worthless piece of trash!"

"Yes, yes, I’ll send it now!" Flynn quickly withdrew his communication jade slip and began typing the message.

"Heh-heh, heh-heh. Yusuf Zuck, oh Yusuf Zuck, let’s see how furious you are after this one. Ha-ha-ha!"

"Master, I’ve sent the message."

"Oh, sent it, have you?" Tyler Nash smirked, sweeping his eyes over Flynn before breaking into an unsettling giggle. His face flushed as he asked coyly, "Tell me, handsome—do you think I’m beautiful?" As he spoke, he tugged his skirt higher.

The sight was horrifying. The thick, unshaven leg hair that emerged was only one of several grotesque features marking Tyler. His frame inherited the girthy, stocky build of the Nash family, making him large and brawny. His thighs bulged in size, nearly enough to suffocate the air around them. Flynn’s mouth twitched uncontrollably at the sight.

Internally, Flynn cursed endlessly, but outwardly, he nodded with feigned enthusiasm. "Beautiful—so, so beautiful, Master. You’re the most beautiful being in the Heavenly Realm."

"You little shit, you’re insulting me!" Tyler demanded, shooting out his leg to violently kick Flynn in the jaw. Bone-crunching sounds thrummed as Flynn’s face collapsed under the blow.

"You lied to me—you dared lie to me!" Tyler screamed furiously. "I know damn well the disaster I look like, and you had the audacity to say I was beautiful? Say I’m the Heavenly Realm’s most gorgeous? I’m more like the ugliest freak in all creation!" With that, Tyler unleashed a storm of punches and kicks onto Flynn.

Flynn broke down into sobs, regretting deeply that he had lied even slightly in his earlier response...

To be fair, Tyler Nash wasn’t actually mad or stupid. He was simply seeking an indulgent excuse to vent his frustrations.

Each blow landed with unrelenting force. By the time Tyler finished his spree, Flynn’s body was shattered—every bone fractured, his entire being wracked with agony.

But, astonishingly, he was still alive.

Exhausted, Tyler finally stopped and freed Flynn from his grasp. He turned to glance briefly at the black tiger in the distance, then flicked his finger lightly—breaking the chain binding the tiger’s neck.

"Scram. You’re free now—but you’ve got three breaths to disappear from my sight. Otherwise, I’ll neuter you!"

"Thank you! Roar—" The black tiger let out a piercing shriek as it bolted westward, heading straight for Eternal City.

Tyler pursed his lips as he watched it go, then plopped himself down, muttering idly, "What a bore, an utter bore." His demeanor bordered on deranged.

He sat like that for two full days and nights.

Within those forty-eight hours, Flynn attempted escape multiple times, only to be recaptured and beaten senseless by Tyler again.

Finally, after the two days passed, Tyler jolted upright. "That’s it—this is perfect! Ha-ha-ha! Yusuf Zuck, just you wait and see!" He seized Flynn’s limp form, which resembled a corpse, and kicked off. A Time-Space Black Hole appeared instantly, swallowing them as they both plunged inside.

Just a dozen breaths later, a Time-Space Black Hole emerged at the East Gate of Eternal City—and out stepped Tyler Nash, dragging Flynn behind him!

"Huh?" Tyler froze for a moment. Across Sunset Square in Eternal City, a fierce battle raged overhead: a dozen figures surrounding a bloodied black tiger, its roars echoing loudly in defiance.

"Good beast! What a damn good beast—it still knows how to return and save its master. Damn it, I’m almost moved to tears!" Tyler declared gleefully, melding into the shadows as he slipped through the East Gate into the city.

Moments later, he arrived at the perimeter of Sunset Square, where he casually dispatched the guards at the entrance with several thunderous kicks. Dragging Flynn along, he marched toward the Tower of Heaven, his duck-like shriek echoing across the city:

"Yusuf Zuck, are you dead yet? If you’re still breathing, listen to me now! I’ve just captured this Celestial Beast prince who claims your woman—that disgusting Gluttonous Beast—married his brother and is being thoroughly screwed! They say a cub might even be born soon!"

"Buzz-buzz-buzz—" Suddenly, as his words fell, the Tower of Heaven trembled violently, its massive structure quaking.