Chapter 907: You stole two of my laws!
Cassian wanted to shut the woman up, but it was already too late. Kyle’s voice rang out—smooth, yet chilling like a devil’s whisper.
"Oho, a battle, is it? How about we head to a nearby arena, then? I’ve been itching for a fight for a while now. Let’s see just how strong the Hellbringer of Death really is."
Kyle glanced straight at the woman.
"By the way, I forgot to mention—this powerful Celestial right here..."
He gave Cassian a pat on the back.
"He learned the Law of Death because of me. So, whatever he knows—I know. And whatever he doesn’t—I still know. Haha."
The woman blinked in confusion—until her eyes caught the pale, blank expression on Cassian’s face. And in that moment, she finally realized... she had messed up.
They were done for.
A while later, when the elderly dwarf finally returned with the bottle of the drink Kyle had ordered, he found the place empty—everyone who had been there was gone.
He sighed in relief.
"Good, good."
But just as he turned to put the expensive bottle away for future use, his eyes caught sight of a glowing array floating above the table where Kyle had been seated earlier.
"An array...?"
Surprised, he cautiously edged closer, only to see a storage ring placed atop the table.
Also, within the array, a message floated: Leave the drink beneath the array and take the storage ring—the payment is inside.
In a daze, the dwarf did as instructed, and right before his eyes, both the symbols and the drink vanished, leaving only the storage ring behind. He suspected Kyle had tricked him and probably left only a few coins.
But when he checked inside the storage ring, his eyes nearly bulged out—it was a supreme-rank ring, filled with more natural crystals than he had ever seen in his life!
"Oh my..."
The dwarf dropped to his knees. Then, bursting with excitement, he rushed to his wife to share the news, his eyes gleaming with disbelief and joy. They were rich—truly rich. At last, they could finally change their lives and leave the old business behind!
How wrong he had been about Kyle.
Turns out, Kyle wasn’t the Ice Devil who intimidated others and stole their natural laws and treasures, as the rumors said.
He was, in truth, a noble Celestial!
Obviously, the elderly dwarf took back all his praise the moment screams and cries echoed from the arena near his restaurant and he discovered the reason behind them.
Curious, he and his beloved wife went to check who was fighting whom, since the whole restaurant was empty anyway.
But the sight that greeted them sent chills down their spines. The Ice Devil was in the arena, alone, beating four powerful fourth stage Celestials into the ground. And if that wasn’t terrifying enough, he was stealing their natural laws right before their eyes!
How... ruthless!
Kyle chuckled softly. Finally, the irritation from the voice’s disappearance had faded.
Maybe he just needed to throw a few punches and kicks to clear his mind?
He glanced at the robed woman, who was faking unconsciousness—hoping to avoid the fight and leave the rest to the others.
"Weren’t you going to take me down...? What now? Already admitting defeat?"
She flinched but kept her eyes shut. Kyle clicked his tongue, then casually nudged one of the injured men trying to get up in front of him with his foot. Then, he turned to Cassian with a cheerful, friendly smile.
"So, where were you guys headed?"
Cassian wiped the blood from his cheek, his expression blank and speechless.
"You just stole two of my new laws!"
Kyle shook his head without shame.
"No—three."
In the end, Cassian simply gave up.
There was no point in fighting or arguing with this infuriating jerk. Just how many times had Kyle beaten him down? Really?
If he couldn’t even defeat this man, what chance did he have against Nathaniel?
Still so weak. So pathetic. The bitter truth stung more than any of his wounds.
He let out a heavy sigh and muttered.
"We were heading to the Layer of the Three Ancients, hoping to find treasures and grow stronger. All the Rulers are gathered there."
Kyle paused at his words.
"Oh, that place..."
He began, then stopped, frowning.
"It opened because of me."
Cassian’s eyes widened.
"What??"
Kyle scratched his chin.
"Remember when we were thrown into the Hell’s Layer? Actually, before disturbing the Voidspawn, I entered two spatial pockets—one was inscribed with a bizarre language, and the other held three images. The first pocket exploded after I left. That was the moment the Layer of the Ancients opened."
He gazed off into the distance.
"I found out a year ago when I visited the entrance to the Layer of the Ancients and saw the same bizarre words carved into it. But I couldn’t go in—too many Rulers were there, eagerly investigating the place."
Cassian fell silent, then turned to Kyle with a serious expression. At the same time, he cast a sharp glare at his companions, who were still trying sneak attacks on Kyle.
Idiots.
"How do you know that place opened due to you? What if it wasn’t related at all?"
Kyle’s eyes crinkled with amusement.
"I am sure it opened because of the space pocket that exploded after I entered it. And I know this because I can finally understand a bit of that bizarre language now. I’ve been trying to comprehend it in my free time."
His words silenced Cassian once again.
At this point, Cassian didn’t know whether to call Kyle a genius or a complete freak. In just two years, Kyle had not only ascended from the 4th stage of the Celestial rank to the 5th stage and mastered numerous new natural laws—he’d also somehow managed to decipher a bizarre, ancient language?
Unbelievable.
Yet, here he was... still so far behind. The only thing he had achieved in these years was reaching the peak of the 4th stage—and finding three powerful, useful idiots.
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