The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 2775

"That's why I captured you.

So quit with the nonsense and just answer me.

What do you know about a planet named Earth?"

Austin pressed.

"I don't know what the hell that is! Let me go, you little bastard!"

the corpse controller screamed at Austin.

The corpse controller was furious. 'Who does this brat think he is? I'm a respected figure in the underworld! Even the leader of the underworld treats me with courtesy!

Doesn't this upstart know he is beneath me?!' he fumed.

"So you know nothing,"

Austin pointed out flatly, disappointment evident in his tone.

"Boy, didn't you hear me?! Release me at once!"

the corpse controller demanded, as if talking to a servant.

A resounding crack rang out.

Austin had struck the corpse controller, propelling him into the air.

"Why, you...."

The corpse controller was stunned.

He never got to finish the insult that was already on his lips.

Austin leapt up and delivered another punch to his face, followed by a kick.

By the time the corpse controller slammed back to the ground, his face was already black and blue and swollen, his nose also broken. His anger at Austin quickly transformed into fear.

'He's one of those barbarians who like to talk with their fists, ' he realized with trepidation.

The corpse controller knew enough to just keep his mouth shut in the face of such people.

Otherwise, he knew he'd end up sporting a fat lip, too.

"From here on out, just answer my questions.

If you don't, you just might force my hand again. Got it?"

Austin sneered, cracking his knuckles in the corpse controllers' face.

The corpse controller started trembling in fear.

He was right about Austin. He did like to settle matters with violence.

The corpse controller gave in to his cowardice and decided to cooperate.

Staring at Austin's fists in terror, he nodded quickly.

He answered every question Austin had.

It turned out that the corpse controller had an old master in the underworld who was skilled at refining the corpse soldiers.

The corpse controller, since childhood, had learnt the craft from his master.

Presently, he had just finished his preliminary training and was now able to refine some low-grade corpse soldiers.

He used these skills to serve Prince Ervin, who appeared to appreciate and support him.

Hearing all these, Austin couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He had thought that the corpse controller's skills rooted from the art of corpse controlling skill on the Earth.

But here he was now learning that unexpectedly, they were not related at all.

'And even if they are connected, this corpse controller might still know nothing, ' Austin thought wryly.

"If you know how to refine the corpse soldiers, you must know how to control them.

Tell me!"

Austin demanded.

The corpse controller gulped. "Please, please don't get too ahead of yourself.

Corpse-refining is an exclusive expertise of the underworld. It is a closely guarded secret of the underworld, without peer anywhere else.

You can't just demand to learn it," the corpse controller said, trying to reason with Austin.

"Listen, young man. The forces of the underworld are powerful and terrible.

You, an outsider, wouldn't want to get on their bad side.

If they can easily destroy a whole universe, they can certainly make quick work of you.