Chapter 167 Decisive Moment
"A pleasant surprise?" Raven tilted her head a little bit, "That should be my line. To what do I owe this pleasant surprise," she said coldly.
Then she looked at the sight of Braham fallen at the base of the tree and slowly added:
"You also attacked one of my mates..." a small frown touched her brows.
It didn't last a second before her face returned to its usual cold state.
"Your mate here... attacked an elderly person..."
Raven looked intensely at him, "I didn't take you to be a defender of morality."
Northern chuckled fakely and waved his hand, "Nah, nah, I am not all that. I just wanted to recreate something and not feel bad for doing so. And he happened to give me a justifiable excuse as to why I could carry on with my experiment."
Raven looked away for a moment, taking her eyes to Braham, and she brought them back to Northern.
"I suppose your experiment was a success?"
Northern looked back at the fallen green-haired guy, then returned his eyes to Raven.
"Well, this was not the result, but yes, it was..."
Raven slowly raised her blade to his neck, "You are under arrest for unreasonable assault."
She turned her eyes to Ellis, "And you too. You're coming with me...the entire stronghold thinks you are dead. Perhaps Braham was right; you must have an illusion ability, and that you cast it on these guys so you could escape your sins."
Raven's words all came with the highest level of coldness. There was no emotion behind her tone; it was plain and bland.
Behind her were several drifters who were in different armors and holding different weapons.
Northern didn't notice Terence, but he noticed a tall boy with dark hair, dark emotionless eyes, and pale... in fact, almost white skin.
'I guess I have to take on all of them, huh?'
"Don't think about fighting your way through this," Raven said at that moment, as if she could read his mind.
She didn't need to be able to read his mind; she could tell with his slight shift in composure... that he was up to something.
And her evaluation of him was that he was probably strong enough to take on everyone here.
But she was equally confident...
"If you think you can, I'm all that is needed to stop you."
Northern retracted his head with a slight frown.
'Her confidence is annoying...'
To be cautious enough, he decided to use his new talent ability.
'Let's see if she has something delicious... depending on it, I might decide to fight her.'
If Raven had a reasonable talent he could copy, then he was going to fight her, to cause her to use her talent ability, and he copies it, then beat the crap out of them and storm out of the place.
Or maybe copy it, then pause the fight to find a reasonable way to end this situation without causing too much damage.
He, after all, still needed that airship.
'Either way, let's see.'
[Your rank is too low to view the profile of this individual.]
'Eh?' Northern slightly knitted his brows in mild confusion. Then he looked back and used the ability again.
Name: Braham Lockson
True Name: [Son of The Lost Tree]
Attributes: [Friend Of Nature]
Soul Rank: [Nomad]
Soul Core Saturation: [Full]
Talent: [Verdant Embrace]
Talent Class: [S]
Talent Ability: [Overgrowth]
'It worked... crap, his abilities too look...'
But he was more concerned about the issue in front of him.
He turned his eyes to Raven and activated See again. The same thing appeared:
[Your rank is too low to view the profile of this individual.]
Then the reality dawned on Northern, '...does this mean she's stronger than I am?'
The notion was unacceptable for him.
None of these guys had spent so much time in hell as he had; it made no sense that there'll be one of his peers who was stronger than him.
'... no, no, it can't be... it has to be the rank.'
That at least made a little sense. Besides, the system also said 'rank.'
That means that Raven's rank was higher than Nomad?
'Crap, she's a master?'
Northern couldn't believe it.
This small girl standing before him with a firm, cold gaze is a master?
The moment that realization settled in, he began to recompose himself and restructure all his plans thus far.
Of course, he could still push his way through, but it became a question of whether he is ready to reveal Dark Terror or show these people any more of his abilities.
At the very least, he knew they could do no harm to him.
He loomed at Ellis for a moment; the poor guy was shivering in so much fear written on his face.
'Seriously, this guy is a wimp.'
Northern then faced Raven.
"I will not fight through anything, but I intend to make a couple of things clear to you."
Raven nodded and paid rapt attention to him.
"First of all, that guy did not cast any illusionary spell on those guys. Did you try asking your well-respected Sage Gilbert?"
Raven raised a brow, "What do you mean?"
Northern's eyes widened for a moment, then he smiled, 'I see...he didn't tell her about it.'
He looked around and saw that the white-haired girl – Terence was not among them. Then he continued:
"Oh, well, what I'm trying to say is there is seriously a monster walking freely in your city, and I happen to save Ellis from it and brought him to my abode."
Raven's brows slowly furrowed as Northern added.
"I don't know if you guys should be here like this caring about whether these are lies or truths?"
Northern grinned internally, 'You people leave me no choice; I'm going to use Dark Terror to sow great discord among you all. I'll make you rise on your toes.'
This moment was the start of a sentient hero in black carapace, that rode on the tides of destruction and led humanity in the Dark Continent into an era of freedom.
It was when the prophecy began to take wheel.