Chapter 243 Do you look down on novice Soulmancers?
Wes and the others were so shocked by what they were witnessing that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Was that the sword in Alice's hand that had just spoken?
Why were all these "demigods" around them kneeling in pain?
Nelson had to admit he was impressed. Just the release of the Sword Spirit's power made all these "demigods" kneel!
He was well aware that William possessed all the magical artifacts from Mount San Juan Teotihuaca. So, it wasn't too surprising that the Sword Spirit in Alice's hand was this formidable.
Seeing that everyone had knelt, William finally asked, "Is it time for your leader to come out and talk?"
Negotiations are only possible with strength,otherwise, it's just begging for peace.
"Wait here!" one of the "demigods" responded, attempting to rise. However, he found that the pressure from the Sword Spirit still lingered, making it impossible for him to stand. He couldn't muster the energy from his surroundings either, looking even more embarrassed, "I... Make her sheathe her sword, or I can't get up."
Admitting this was the ultimate humiliation.
Without her even swinging the sword, he was reduced to kneeling. Just moments ago, he was challenging them...
William then turned to Alice and said, "Alice, sheathe your sword."
The moment she did, William lifted his eyelid slightly, sealing the Sword Spirit's power once more.
"Ah! Not again! I just got a taste of freedom, and you seal me back! Alice, please plead with your master to unseal me. I'll lead you to great victories."
The Sword Spirit was on the verge of a breakdown.
For tens of thousands of years, it had been sealed. Do you have any idea how it had passed those years?
Its power sealed, kept in a spatial storage ring, submerged in darkness and endless boredom. Its only company was its scabbard, Kindshield, who wasn't particularly talkative.
Now, after briefly unleashing its power and relishing it, not even three minutes passed before it was sealed again.
This was just too much!
Alice wore an awkward smile on her face. Over the past few days, she'd had many conversations with the Sword Spirit, who often boasted about its past prowess.
Initially, Alice thought it was just bragging, but now she could see for herself.
The Sword Spirit wasn't exaggerating. It truly was formidable!
During their journey, she had come to realize that the people in this town were all "demigods," probably having strength comparable to Seraphina's.
But with just a single command from the Sword Spirit, they all knelt.
The strength of the Sword Spirit was evident.
William actually gave her such a treasure. Wasn't he being a bit too kind to her?
With such a precious gift bestowed upon her so easily, what more could she possibly want?
The matter of the power seal seemed insignificant now.
After all, with William by her side, there wasn't any danger. Why would she need the seal lifted? She wasn't out to slaughter anyone!
After Alice sheathed her sword, the "demigod" hurriedly made his way to the house.
Soon after, Scott emerged, led by the "demigod," and approached William and the group.
"Mr. Taylor, do... do you still remember me?" Alice called out upon seeing Scott. Speaking of which, the Taylor family and the Turner family could be considered as old acquaintances. However, Alice now wasn't sure whether the Scott in front of her was possessed by a demon or not.
Scott responded with a kind smile, "Alice, how could I forget you? But what brings you here?"
Alice hesitated slightly before replying, "I'm currently an employee of the 13th Bureau. I'm here to investigate Maplewood Town. Are you the leader of these people?"
Scott replied with a calm smile, "When did you join the 13th Bureau? I wasn't aware."
Wes felt that the conversation was headed in a peaceful direction, given that they were acquaintances.
However, William coldly interjected, "Enough with the pleasantries. Tell me, what's your relationship with these demigods?"
"Cough!" Wes internally lamented, thinking he might have misjudged the situation.
Why was William acting so brazenly?
Did he think that with Alice by his side he could act however he pleased?
His tone was clearly that of an interrogator!
As expected, Scott's face darkened, and he sharply questioned William, "Young man, I remember you. On what authority are you speaking to me?"
William's tone grew even colder, exuding the aura of a leader, "I am an officer of the 13th Bureau. Since you're the leader of these demigods, it's up to you to talk to me."
Scott assessed William, recognizing him as a novice Soulmancer.
However, he did recognize Zoey.
Zoey was now the Director of the 13th Bureau. Logically, if there were any discussions to be had, it should be between Zoey and him.
Who exactly is this young man in front of us?
Could he be concealing his true strength?
Scott couldn't help but be taken aback by William's presence and aura. He wondered if William was deliberately hiding his true power to take others by surprise.
In fact, his intuition was right.
"How do you propose we proceed?" Scott eventually decided to compromise.
The sword technique that was unleashed earlier was truly terrifying. The surrounding "demigods" also warned him against acting rashly, lest he brings about his own doom.
Wes finally let out a sigh of relief. Could they finally negotiate?
Unexpectedly, William's negotiation demeanor was even more commanding than Mr. Taylor's.
William glanced at Scott and said, "First, the demigods in the town must register with the 13th Bureau. Their entries and exits must also be recorded."
Scott pondered for a moment and replied, "That's acceptable."
"Secondly, this town must be isolated from the regular populace!" William continued, "We will announce to the outside world that there's been an outbreak of a plague in the town. Anyone from the town venturing out must carry our monitoring device to ensure no misconduct."
William was quite modernized, having learned about some of the technological methods used by the 13th Bureau. He knew about their devices.
Scott gritted his teeth and said, "Don't push it too far! We haven't done anything illegal or outrageous. Even as demigods, we still have our civil rights."
William coldly retorted, "How many people have been possessed by demons? Are the former residents not killed by your kind? You should be grateful we're not executing you on the spot. If you don't agree, I guarantee not a single soul in this town will survive."
The idea of a novice Soulmancer threatening thousands of "demigods" seemed laughable to Scott, but he couldn't muster a chuckle.
Just moments ago, when the Sword Spirit roared, all the "demigods" were rendered unable to tap into the surrounding energy.
While "demigods" grow stronger over time, they can absorb and utilize the energy around them, making them formidable opponents. But now, without access to this energy, they were no different from regular humans.
Facing the attacks from Zoey and Nelson, if they couldn't harness the surrounding energy, they would be sitting ducks.
So, William's statement wasn't entirely off the mark.
Most importantly, William's tone and demeanor were so resolute that Scott didn't dare question his words.
"Fine! I agree!" Scott never imagined that thousands of "demigods" would be threatened by a novice Soulmancer. He stared at William, asking, "Are you truly just a novice Soulmancer?"
William smirked, "Do you look down on novice Soulmancers? I'm not here to fight you anyway." He then turned and continued, "Inform the townspeople to gather to the east of the town for registration."
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