My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1840

The Divine Race gave the human cultivators three days. In the past three days, the figures of the Divine Race had filled every inch of Dragon City, and their actions were even more brash than before.

Henry was staying in Dragon City as he watched the events that had taken place.

"F*ck off, get out of my way!"

A big hand came from the side and pushed Henry's shoulder. However, Henry did not move at all. Instead, the person who tried to push Henry took a few steps back.

"How dare you?! How dare you resist when you see me?!"

The man cursed again.

Henry looked over and saw that it was a man who was about 1.6 metres tall and exuded an obscene aura. He was obviously a human but he called himself a member of the Divine Race. It was clear that he had chosen to submit to the Divine Race and was part of the so-called Demi-Divine Race.

Quite a number of people around pointed at this short man. The short man looked around angrily.

"What did you say?! Believe it or not, I will kill you all!"

There was a coldness in Henry's eyes. "Hold the candle to the devil, but you don't deserve to live without your dignity."

As Henry spoke, he waved his hand, and a cold beam of light flashed by. The head of the short man fell to the ground and rolled off to the side.

Such a scene caused the surrounding crowd to burst into cheers, but soon after, someone brought up a concern. This person had killed the Demi- Divine Race, and it was the time for the Divine Race to establish their might, so it was likely that he would not be able to obtain any good benefits.

Henry took a step and continued to walk toward the restaurant.

As expected, less than a minute after the short man died, several figures stood in front of Henry.

"How dare you?! How dare you kill our Demi-Divine Race?!"

"How dare you?!"

"You're just a human, yet you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

There were more than 10 people in front of Henry, all of whom were cultivators of the Human Race. Now that they had completely surrendered to the Divine Race, their tone of contempt for the Human Race could be heard everywhere.

Henry glanced at them and said, "Help the evildoers to do evil. Die!"

As Henry's voice faded, he waved his hand once again. Several cold rays of light flashed past, and all of the Demi- Divine Race members who had appeared were beheaded.

Henry did not have the slightest sympathy for these people. It could be imagined how humiliated they would be in the face of ordinary human cultivators. These people did not have dignity and did not deserve to live.

Henry had killed more than a dozen Demi-Divine Race in succession. Although these people were not very strong, they had pledged allegiance to the Divine Race and represented it. The Divine Race naturally did not care about the lives of these people, but how could they allow the dignity of the Divine Race to be challenged by others?

A streak of light flickered, and a Divine Race cultivator appeared in front of Henry. He was an elder of the Divine Race, and just as he was about to say something.

"Have you forgotten the rules?"