"Your task is to kill and loot him," the Evil Bat said to three masked individuals, each exuding an aura of evil. These people are elders from the evil sect.
The evil sect is a group of practitioners who use nefarious means to obtain power and wealth. Just like the sect master of the divine palace sect, they use other cultivators as their battery for strength.
Anything immoral has their name on it.
They are now being mobilized to go after Kent, who had already left Vastport City and is headed toward the place he was sent when he first appeared in the world of Sonox.
Right now, Kent, who has not only shown he is someone of considerable wealth but also someone who doesn’t fear the strong, has become their next target.
"What are we to do if one of those Sword Kings or Pill Saints were to intervene?" one of them asked in a torturous tone.
"Wouldn’t that be nice? If they do, it will give me an excuse to intervene and kill them. I know they will be around, but since going against such a brat would leave me vulnerable, I can’t give them any chance to launch a sneak attack.
So, if they attack, do your best to retreat. When that happens, I can attack them, and that will be in our favour, considering what we are hiding from everyone is now ready."
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"We will not fail you, Bat King," all three said.
"You will not, for failure is not what you all should look forward to," he laughed before bursting into thousands of bats and flying away.
If they fail, they will die. So, in other words, they should fight for the bitter end.
The three also turned to smoke and vanished.
Meanwhile, Kent was now standing atop a small peak, overlooking the large expanse of land stretching before him. The place was where Vexthra sent him after leaving the god realm.
The hideout of the shameless alchemist.
He was alone, having let Uncle Drew enter the tower and then descend into the underworld from there.
"Hmm, a very nice weather for a good slaughter," Kent muttered. "Why is my blood boiling despite knowing the odds coming are not something I can joke around with?"
For some reason, he felt like this was something he should have done many times before.
He was feeling so energetic that he could almost sense the metallic stench of blood on his face. He could feel his sword slicing through their bodies.
Their painful screams echo in his mind. The feeling was almost euphoric.
⟪I believe what the master is feeling is the chaos you are made of. Your bloodline is the Primordial Chaos Dragon.
This means you crave chaos, and from the look of things, despite the odds stacked against you, instead of feeling fear, you only sense the chaos in the air and deep in your blood.
You crave the chaos, and since it’s on the way, your blood is already reacting to it.⟫
"Does this mean I won’t feel fear?" Kent asked.
⟪To some extent, yes, you will feel fear, but it will never overpower your will, which, in this aspect, is driven by the chaos of your bloodline.
So, in battle, no matter the odds, your fear can never overpower your will to keep fighting.⟫
"I see. I guess this is good," Kent said to himself before looking toward his left.
A small smile appeared on his lips. The guest he was waiting for had arrived, and they came in their numbers.
He took a deep sigh and spoke.
"So, you could not live with your own failure. Where did that bring you? Right back to me." He extended his hand, and the ground sword sheath housing his sword appeared.
"I thought by wiping out the bugs you sent after me, you would learn some sense and finally accept your failure. But it seems as long as you three are alive, there will never be peace between us."
"Shut up, brat!" Metal Saint Andrew shouted, pointing a spear at Kent. He hates the brat to the core, so hearing him speak was just too triggering.
"I know what I am going to do," Kent smirked. He was rather calm for someone about to face death.
"I am going to kill you all, and then, using your bodies, I will create monsters that will help me take over this continent, and then the next, and then the entire world.
Be grateful, for, after today, your puny lives will be put to good use."
Kent’s smile vanished, and a mask that covered his eyes down to his nose appeared on his face.
At the same time, 20 Root Great Sages lunged at him from all sides, aiming to finish him before the battle even began.
Kent didn’t make any move. He just stood there, waiting for them to close in. His sword was still in the sheath but could be drawn at any moment.
The moment they came within a meter of him, Kent’s sword flashed from its sheath. With a swing that appeared to happen only once, strings of sword Qi flashed out, cutting all twenty Great Sages in half.
His sword was back in its sheath as if it had never left.
The swing was instantaneous, yet the result spoke for itself: Kent had killed the twenty Great Sages with a single attack, and all who were watching from afar held shocked expressions.
The evidence lay on the ground, and the three Metal Saints, who had been planning to face whoever might come after their loot once their minions dealt with the brat, were now left stunned.
Kent glanced in their direction, but before he could make a move against them, a sword light flashed from behind him, forcing him to dodge.
When he turned around, he saw a Sword Sage, who was also a Root Transcendent, looking back at him.
Then he glanced to his right, and two more people appeared.
Before long, he was surrounded on all sides, with only four Root Great Sages in the mix. The rest were all Root Transcendents, including even a Pill Saint.
"So, you all rejected my offer and got greedy, huh?" Kent said with a smirk.
"Although the Spirit Enlightenment Fruit is indeed good for Transcendents and beyond, the body of a Forest King is much more valuable.
I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but if you were to give it to me, I will protect you from all these people."
Pill Saint Enex spoke like the righteous hypocrite he was. They all wanted to get their hands on the Forest King’s body, so of course, they would do anything in their power to obtain it.
Kent looked around and sighed.
"You all don’t seem to understand. I am not asking you to choose the Spirit Enlightenment Fruits. No, I merely offered those who wanted to live to you.
But since we are here now, you can all die." Kent took a cylindrical-shaped item and injected his energy into it.
"Battle Space: Activate."
Immediately after, he said that all 40 people surrounding him were sucked into the battle space along with him.
On the inside, the sky shook as a terrifying being appeared. His body was bathed in lightning as a storm formed in the sky.