Relic, Ghost Of Past!

Grant endured the pain from his limbs and had a pale expression. If he were to be hung up at this place, he definitely wouldn't have any face left! Moreover he couldn't struggle as he had expended his entire nuclear reserve otherwise, he would turn to a titan here and now. 

"Wait!"

As he thought about the humiliation that he would face, Grant finally couldn't act arrogant anymore. His entire body turned limp and he clenched his hand tightly. He clicked in his watch, sending the death points to him and he gritted his teeth as he stared at Tyrion. "Just you wait, I won't let you go this easily!"

Tyrion smiled and completely ignored him. He checked his account and looked at the amount it contained. At this moment, he could not help but lift his eyebrow in surpise.

This guy is truly loaded. About 1,091, 000 death points? It must have taken him an entire lifetime to gather.

Finally, he turned to Grant and asked.