Ten Tyrants - Gut Punch Style

Aavesh leaped out of the Pit and landed before the Punch Tyrant.

"Before you fuck up again - Tell me about all of you and your Tests- one by one- Unless you want to be punished more by Khorramzadeh later- Yo Punch Tyrant tell me about this Flayed bastard's test as well", Aavesh grinned at the Punch Tyrant, but his current injuries made his grin seemed so bloodthirsty and Devilish that it made one's soul shiver.

The Punch Tyrant took a deep breath and suppressed both his fear and killing intent, Aavesh could not directly die by their hands- it had to be indirect and inconspicuous.

" Of Course Aavesh Adhi- I will initiate you about the relevant Test involved - The First Test is the Test of Pain and Endurance - held by the Flayed Tyrant which you had just experienced"

"The Second Test is Unarmed Combat- Punch Combat Specifically, held by me - the Punch Tyrant - I will judge how strong your first is, ofcourse you may use legs if you wish, but If your Punch doesn't meet my standards, you will suffer a Punch from me and I will Pass you", The Punch Tyrant then grinned at Aavesh Maliciously.

"Oh is that all? How should my punch meet your standards?Can I use Fist Techniques?", Aavesh tilted his neck and asked curiously.

"Sure", The Punch Tyrant shrugged indifferently.

"Can I Start?", Aavesh then sheathed his Sword as he got into a fighting stance with his remaining hand.

"Yes"

The Punch Tyrant stretched his dominant hand and clenched his fist, pointing it at Aavesh.

"Hit my first Tiny Boy",The Punch Tyrant Cackled out.

At that time, a shadow of a mist skull formed around Aavesh as he executed a Perfect Ghost King Fist on the Punch Tyrant's hand within a second.

To outsiders, Aavesh's move seemed Ghastly and seemed to contain some unspeakable profundities.

Nevertheless it was like an ant hitting a Giant.

But the result was obvious,

The Punch Tyrant's scalded face froze, and his jaw began to chatter- No matter how Powerful he was - he let himself be defenseless before a small kid and was now reaping the consequences.

His Eyes Bulged as his gigantic Fists began to shimmer almost uncontrollably- until *Puuuu

The Punch Tyrant Spat out dark blood and had come back to his senses.

But when he saw Aavesh, he felt as if he had seen a Ghost King!

He had been drawned into Terrifying illusion or Dream like State where his very soul felt fear and began to hurt - He swore he could hear the cold , rotten beckoning whispers of the Underworld Duat...

He had almost gotten himself in a bad situation but luckily he managed to resist because of his massive Cultivation Difference but gazing back at Aavesh, he thought If Aavesh reached the same realm as he was- then... The thought was too Terrifying!

'This Fist Technique Torments Souls with the literal fear of death! What a disgustingly useful technique! I almost felt my mental Lake crack- Goddamned Freak!'

"You Passed this round", the Punch Tyrant immediately retreated from Aavesh and spat.

The Audience was filled with uproar at this!

What the Heck was that Punch?

It even scared off a Fucking Ten Tyrant chosen by Khorramzadeh!

Was this kid even human?

He seemed so Evil! Like a Demonic Freak!

Damn!

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Vishwa and the Others gathered all of their forces and began to hunt down Khorramzadeh's Infernal Reserve Forces within the Ho-Jax Sector.

Today the Ho-Jax Sector would be cleansed of almost all Forces Related to King Khorramzadeh!

Blood and Explosions spewed almost everywhere as the entire Sector became aflame with a massive inquisition style punishment!

It was Essentially Khorramzadeh's Force Versus all of the Major Factions of the Human Race!

Even the AEON and CCC had suddenly joined in to clean the Ho-Jax Sector taking everyone by surprise - Enemies and Estranged allies were practically working together to take down a Single Infernal Man's Forces, just within the Ho-Jax Sector.

It was not a Civil War between everyone but a Grand Massacre for only one Target- for the Time Being the situation in Human Race may have become slightly unstable and uncertain but the situation was like heaven compared to a Full Blown Civil War!

Unknowingly Aavesh had received the Karmic Gratitude as he had saved possibility hundreds of Billions of Human lives from getting cut down...

The Strands of the Hidden Three had begun to Converge uneasily around Aavesh, just that no one noticed for now.

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"So who's next", Aavesh glanced at the remaining eight Tyrant Figures in the hot desert, as blood and sweat dripped from him.

"It will be me", An extremely bloated yet muscular Human in clothes arrived before Aavesh.

His skin was green and Purple with a stench of Rot as innumerable blisters covered his disfigured body - that caused a lot of Audience who were watching the livestream to puke where they stood.

As for Aavesh it was even more unbearable as the Stench and visuals which were upclose to him should have made him nauseous already but....

"Bad Hygiene Tyrant?", Aavesh immediately spoke as he guessed the name of bloated Fellow before him.

The Bloated man fell choked as he stared at Aavesh with grievance.

This brat was very venomous!

'Is the kid playing? That guy who you are making fun of killed countless of your Predecessors! Although we didn't get to see the Punch Tyrant's true strength upon you due to his arrogance of taking your attack but this Tyrant will strike first!', This thought was collectively present in all of the Livestream audience...

"I am the Chef Tyrant - My test is simple, I will cook with Lawful Ingredients and you must finish the Meal I prepare, or you fail and die under my filet knife!", The Chef Tyrant raised his sharp knife infront of Aavesh in an intimidating fashion, like he could not wait to gut Aavesh!

"Oh a Chef- My Apologies, what's your Star Chef Rating?", Aavesh asked again with a narrowed gaze.

"This... - you don't need to know, it's too high level for Orphanned plebs like you!", The Chef Tyrant hastily rebutted while feeling Embaressed at Aavesh's scrutinizing gaze.

Truthfully, if he ever dared to get officially certified he would be banned from ever cooking another dish and probably be hunted down until his soul was sent back to Asmodeus's grasp.

Why was this kid touching his sore spot?

"Enough - Now you don't speak another word! Now watch what I cook and prepare to finish it!", He immediately Harrumphed seeing Aavesh was about to speak.

Tch who told him to entertain conversation with this little Shit!

He then grinned in a malicious manner as he emptied out a full set of Foul smelling Kitchen Ware and Cooking Equipment.

It looked like it still had traces of whatever disgusting item he had cooked last.

To the Audience, they had already expected this guy's visual Antics- for the most part- he would break the Previous Adhi Mind Breakers with this Psychological attack.

Most of them would not be able to endure, and breakdown while begging for mercy!

But too Aavesh, this was practically nothing - He had been... desperate as well as he struggled to survive with near inedible ingredients - he also was forced to eat all kinds of foul stuff just to eke out a meager existence that could be snuffed out anytime.

It wasn't Visually scary rather it was quite nostalgic.

He then stared at the Chef Tyrant and thought,' I did it for survival but this guy- he does it as hobby, Apocalypse or not there always Perverts who like filth, Whatever - I'll judge your meal and see how it compares to Dried radioactive Brown Cricket stew or the 1000 Astral Poison shrub fried stone rice'

The Chef Tyrant immediately lit up his pan as he poured a red oily substance onto it- he then let it heat up, as he took out the ingredients and placed it on a make shift table.

" Androxic Spider legs, Wight bone broth, fresh Blood Roaches, Sticky Abyss Caught Exotic worms, Infernal Black Bitter Gourd and a baneful demon extracted distilled Red Resentment Oil for seasoning, as you can see I have already heated the Red Resentment Oil and now I will proceed to make my finest delicacy - Red Funeral Bug Stir Fry!", The Chef Tyrant proclaimed in an eerie Manner.

The ingredients gave out a terrible stench that even the Rest of the Ten Tyrants had backed away from this lunatic.

The visuals of it were too horrifying, this bastard had purposely enunciated the names of the ingredients to create a fearful Atmosphere.

Some of the Audience members reached again while others felt the Chef Tyrant had reached new levels of perversion with this dish - None of the ingredients seemed fit for human consumption and would have drastic consequences for the poor soul who dared to eat it!

Many of them gazed at Aavesh in pity, but they noticed Aavesh's expression did not change at all during the entire process, he simply gazed at the Process with rapt attention without any sort of fluctuation.

'This kid must be pretending and holding it in, but it's all in vain unfortunately', That's what everyone thought- the kid was eventually going to eat this monstrosity of a dish- maybe the kid had finally met his match.

This was the Ten Tyrants Program after all- each test was held to kill all types of cultivator- after all no one could be an Omni candidate and pass every test -could they? Everyone died or suffered a fate worse than death.

Meanwhile Aavesh on the other hand was thinking,'The Taste will be bitter but sour , revolting, the Texture a bit wriggly with a soft crunch, the broth used will give an additional umami flavour but in a bad way- hmmm this is the best possible outcome of the dude knows how to cook decently - Oh wait! thw cooking skills are not too shabby but clearly unrefined, clearly no one has given him proper feedback, tch tch tch damn- don't chop it like that! * Sigh he wasted a perfectly good blood roach! The Abyss Worms are over boiled by a little bit! Tch I change my earlier evaluation, he's a trash cook who can't even handle simple ingredients like Abyss Worms! What rubbish!'

As he had such thoughts, he focused on stabilizing his internal injuries and began to heal all of his internal injuries.

He created a Water Ball with his Elemental energy to wipe his face clean and the blood around his left stump of a hand.

He then gazed back at the Chef's Cooking.

Aavesh frowned internally at the waste of such good ingredients! In the Alternate Timeline such ingredients has become the norm after the fall of the Resistance Forces...

To survive everyone had to adapt in some way or another, otherwise they were screwed until they found a Bio Nutrient Plant which had become increasingly rare as most of the Evil Aligned Forces would wipe it out if encountered!

Synth Food Products had become a Luxury by then.

After a good while a bowl of ominous 'dark smelly red grub like noodles' were placed infront of Aavesh by the smug Chef Tyrant.

'Let's see how long you can keep such an expression - hehehe I can't wait to see you beg for belittling my credibility!', The Chef Tyrant looked on Aavesh with a not so benevolent smile and gestured for him to dig in without any utensils.

The Entomophobia of several people had been triggered on seeing the horrific creation! Some Audience members swore that they could still see something wriggling in that mess.

Aavesh on the other hand was thinking,' What a mess of a dish - this dude is a pathetic sloppy chef who should made a Fucking stuffed Human Filet! *Sigh I never expected I would be eating such familiar foods so soon after my Regression... Hmmm but eating such food frequently can be harmful, I should stick to Synth Foods that have much better taste and Energy Value! I should definitely set up a hidden Synth Plant Farm- there I can grow all the food I want! Mmm This a small Goal for now!'

If Aavesh's thoughts were to project out, many people would definitely vomit blood- Even the Chef Tyrant would feel worthless, like his life was in vain...

"Oi- how long are you gonna stare- Eat up!", The Chef Tyrant quickly urged on, thinking that Aavesh was hesitating.

Aavesh on the other hand sighed and approached the bowl to eat with his barehands.

Many Viewers immediately covered their eyes to avert their gaze from the incredibly gut wrenching scene.

Many even anticipated a mix of Tears and Vomit to follow.

Most expected the kid to faint after the first taste.

The Chef Tyrant looked on smilingly as Aavesh placed a handful of ' Noodles ' in his mouth.

'Aavesh are you sure you don't need me to turn off your taste receptors? This really looks revolting!', Even Coral who had been through dire situations could not help but feel it was incredibly disgusting.

'No- Ok instead sync with it- you will understand my true reactions and judgement ', Aavesh mentally replied in casual manner.

'What!? Are you sure...- it seems really revolting '

'It looks that way but my feedback should change your view'

'.... If you say so', Coral internally trembled and reluctantly connected with Aavesh's taste receptors, then her expression turned to shock and awe, as she processed Aavesh's reactions and Judgement through the First Taste.

'I did not even think that it could have such a taste - it's barely bearable but significantly better than what it looks like', Coral remarked in a dumbfounded manner.

' It's actually a waste - Trash really, the full potential of the ingredients has been wasted by the cook's sloppy skills and execution - In my eyes this dude should be castrated and paraded for such disgrace!', Aavesh coldly remarked to Coral who became even more shocked.

' Are you some kind of weird, food gourmet?', Coral who had never seen Aavesh's alternate timeline memories asked curiously.

'A Professional Star Chef Actually - I can cook with almost all ingredients that come under the general Ethical Boundary', Aavesh casually replied.

'A Professional Star Chef? What the heck! But I've never scene any records... Maybe due to gifted memories ', Coral pondered for a bit.

'Is there anything you can't cook with under your ethical Domain?', Coral asked curiously.

Aavesh paused for a moment and then replied,' Sure- I won't cook with star beast blood dirt, blue coccoon magma, Khorasan urine or Black beast fecal matter despite their proven edibility- apart from that You can expect a pretty decent dish from most edible ingredients'

Coral had instantly become speechless at this.

Aavesh then swallowed the mouthful after giving it a good chew while secretly activating the Augmentation within his stomach.

He had managed to adapt and adjust in the alternate timeline but that took months and he didn't Plan to show the Galaxy what instant diarrhea looks like.

Nevertheless he didn't feel Nauseous and just wolfed down the remaining portion as the Chef Tyrant watched on in shock.

The Audience also looked on in shock- what the fuck was up with this kid- he didn't retch or spit the contents out!

How was this possible?!

Aavesh finished the food in the bowl and then simply controlled his bio nano cells to force every single molecule of the food into his stomach.

"Got water?", Aavesh asked the Chef Tyrant who was still in shock and didn't respond.

"Forget it- I'll condense it myself", Aavesh used his elemental Energy to form a ball of water in his palm and washed his palate with it.

At the same time he could feel all kinds of filth, be it Resentment Energy or poison digested and refined to the smallest unit of impurity within his stomach- all thanks to his overpowered Augmentation.

In a few moments,it was all digested and he immediately switched his Augmentation back to his Super Processor.

"Okay give me a moment -", Aavesh then crouched down, and a monstrous sound of a fart reverberated across the desert.

"There - all done", Aavesh exclaimed in relief.

"..."

The Audience of the livestream had become speechless while the Chef Tyrant began to question his life.

How?

How was this possible?

"What did you do?" , the Chef Tyrant who looked defeated and depressed asked Aavesh.

"I just have a strong metabolism"

Upon hearing that, the Chef Tyrant felt something sweet and metallic fill his mouth, in all of his bloated life- he'd never thought he would be defeated by a so called strong metabolism.

*Puuuu

He vomited blood!

The Audience gazed at this with an even more shocked expression.

"You Pass", with a hoarse voice he turned away from Aavesh and retreated.

Aavesh simply shrugged, if possible he would love to do worse to the Chef Tyrant but alas he didn't have such strength.

"Next", Aavesh's next word was simply a merciless Gut Punch to the already defeated Chef.

How Tragic.