SSS-rank Legendary Draw: Every Drop Becomes a Legendary Item

Chapter 42: News about your brother

He knew his raw stats were completely absurd, but without facing the world’s strongest individuals in true combat, it was difficult to accurately gauge his exact standing within the absolute pinnacle of power.

His eyes turned cold as his thoughts shifted toward the current power structure of the outside world.

’There are currently no known SS-rank players... only S-rank, and among them is father.’ he thought.

The global rankings were strictly dominated by a handful of elite S-rank individuals who dictated the politics and safety of humanity, with his own father occupying a prominent position among that exclusive group.

He then considered the rest of his immediate family and their current power level.

His brother had S-rank talent, which gave him an incredible advantage over normal people, but since he only became a player about a year ago, Leon highly doubted his power had reached the true S-rank realm just yet.

A single year was simply not enough time to bridge the massive gap in experience and level progression required to stand at the absolute peak, meaning his brother was likely still developing his capabilities.

This realization brought his focus entirely back to the true core of his target.

The main obstacle in taking down Roaring Lions would be his father, Teon Allistar, who was the main face of the S-rank guild in the first place.

Teon’s overwhelming influence, decades of combat experience, and established public reputation made the guild nearly untouchable to outsiders, acting as a massive shield for the entire organization.

Leon stared into the dark space of the cavern, deeply assessing the reality of his upcoming revenge.

At his current power, he wondered, would he be able to take down his father...?

It was a heavy question that required him to carefully weigh his legendary attributes against the seasoned, battle-hardened capabilities of an official S-rank veteran who had ruled the guild for years.

*

Minutes Before...

While Leon was still fighting the dungeon monsters, a completely different scene was unfolding in a luxurious room far away.

Yeon was pinning a woman to the wall with his hands wrapped tightly around her neck.

He held her firmly in place, using his superior strength to completely cut off any chance of her escaping his grasp.

His gripleft the woman entirely helpless, trapping her body flat against the hard surface of the wall.

Tears were dripping down her eyes, tracing wet lines down her pale face as she struggled to breathe under the intense pressure of his grip.

She looked at him with an expression filled with terror and silent pleading, hoping for some shred of mercy.

However, Yeon didn’t care about her distress or her tears in the slightest, as his lips remained curled in a sinister smirk.

He looked down at her suffering with indifference, thoroughly enjoying the control he held over her life in that very moment.

Her cheeks were bright red from the slaps he had given her earlier, the intense heat of his heavy strikes leaving dark, swelling marks across her soft skin.

The brutal force of the blows had completely stunned her senses, making her head spin as she tried to endure the pain.

To make matters worse, her shirt was torn open down the front from his aggressive movements, the ripped fabric hanging loosely off her shoulders and revealing her black bra and cleavage underneath.

Yeon slowly shifted his position, moving his body until he was leaning into her ear from behind, his hot breath brushing heavily against her skin.

He leaned close enough that his lips almost touched her earlobe, muttering in a low, mocking tone, "You really think you could escape me... run off to your useless, little husband?"

The words were dripping with condescension, clearly showing how little he respected her desperate attempt to flee from his grasp or the man she had tried to run to for protection.

He chuckled softly, the vibrating sound of his amusement echoing quietly right next to her head.

Without warning, he tightened his hands on her neck, increasing the suffocating pressure against her throat as he spoke again.

"Too bad. I want you, so I’m going to get you, nothing that can be done about that... you hear me?"

The woman was completely overwhelmed by the intense pressure cutting off her airway, her vision starting to blur from the lack of oxygen.

She could do nothing but nod weakly in response, moving her head just enough to show that she had heard his declaration of dominance.

Seeing her submit so meekly, Yeon smirked broadly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he slowly licked his lips.

She was actually a D-rank player, which normally gave her a significant amount of strength, and privileges compared to ordinary people in the outside world.

However, against Yeon, an S-rank talent for the great Roaring Lions Guild, she had no choice but to eventually give in to his overwhelming power.

Yeon looked down at her defeated form, confident that she would no longer try to resist him or cry out for help.

He reached down with his free hand, already starting to unbuckle his belt as he prepared to take what he wanted from her right there against the wall.

Suddenly, the door barged open with a loud sound, breaking the tense silence of the private space.

A tall man with brown hair frantically rushed into the room without knocking, completely out of breath with sweat dripping down his face.

Yeon’s face changed into a dark, furious frown at the disruption of his ’private moment’, his pleasant mood vanishing instantly.

His eyes snapped toward the man with an intense, murderous glare, his expression twisted with irritation and anger at the person who had dared to interrupt him.

He did not let go of the woman’s neck entirely, keeping her pinned to the wall while he asked coldly, "What?"

The man gulped hard, his throat tightening in sheer terror as he looked at Yeon’s furious expression and the scene unfolding against the wall.

Shaking heavily, he looked down at the floor and said in a panicked, stuttering voice, "I-I’m sorry Sir Yeon... it’s... it’s news about your brother..."