Chapter 331 The Dismay
Both of their eyes bore boorishly into each other's soul.
Sura stood there, blank and unreadable, his gaze drenched with serenity. His eyes were a midnight shade of blue and were fixated on Northern.
Northern also responded with the same level of serenity, only filled with more coldness.
They seemed like vicious snakes, calmly assessing each other and could lunge at each other at any moment.
Sura raised his head a little bit. Northern was still smiling solemnly at him, waiting for what the man was going to do.
Finally, Sura's voice resounded:
"You ungrateful cunt. After I taught you how to swing a sword, you shall swing it against me?"
Northern's brows furrowed a little bit. Sura's statement made him uncomfortable.
Because he actually owed his growth greatly to the voice and had mentally prepared himself to make the voice his master.
The slight discomfort he felt however only lasted a second after Sura said his next statement.
"Instead come to me, fight for me, raise and swing your sword for me, I shall make you stronger than you are!"
Northern tilted his head.
It was an absurd offer Sura was making. So absurd that he just started chuckling then laughing with trembling shoulders.
After a while he stopped, hiding his expression within his palm.
Northern then removed his palm with a very furious facial expression and said:
"You just made me remember a very sad and painful memory. One that I had buried a long time ago."
Of all things Northern would never do in this world, there was one that traumatized him.
And the reason was none other than the mistake he had made before his death.
He kept thinking about it in his earlier days of reincarnation.
'If I had not been a fool and kept following that girl around, doing her father's job just to please her despite knowing it went against my ethics and morals, would things have been any different.'
The sickness and betrayal perhaps it was karma giving back to him what he gave to people. The cruelty that propagated because he accepted such a job.
Working for the damned man without any complaint all just wanting to please his wife. As long as she was okay with him, he was fine.
When it was all a ploy to make use of him, as he was a one in a generational phenomenal engineering, best graduating student whose intellects and academic results even wowed the government.
If he decided not to work there, he would have seen high paying jobs anywhere he wanted to go.
But he worked for her, because of her.
And what did that do to him.
Never in his life, he had sworn to himself as a child, would he work for someone, swing his sword for someone or fight for someone else.
He will live only with his own best interest at heart and stand on top of everything.
So when Sura made an offer like this, there was nothing much worse to tick him off than this.
Now Northern was mad.
Sura became wary, noticing the change in Northern's demeanor. He carefully observed, with slight body movements that showed that he was either readying himself for something or preparing something.
"Did I ask you to teach me? Why the fuck will I work for you? Swing my sword for you, are you crazy? Have you no sense?"
Northern's hoarse tone dropped harshly, even his expression was fierce and cold.
Such that Sura had to wonder for a moment,
'What did I do? It was just an offer… he could just say no…'
But instead of speaking out, he stared at Northern with a puzzled expression.
For someone as powerful as himself, he had suddenly become incredibly cautious of Northern due to the series of things that had happened, starting from the black flame that was currently eating his land.
So he just stared and took all Northern said. Northern bore cold eyes into him once more then raised his chin as he said, his tone dripping with malice.
"You know what… go fuck yourself."
Sura's facial features suddenly contorted in that moment. They became grim, brows burrowing deftly together, veins almost popping out of his temple.
He glared at Northern and finally, swung one hand forward with his finger pointed.
"Begone, scoundrel."
Immediately, thousands of slender, needle-like ice spears surrounded Northern from all sides.
Northern, unfazed, coldly assessed all of them, he inhaled deeply and exhaled.
Closing his eyes for a moment, he wasn't even doing anything, the moment Sura raised his hand, Northern's attribute of Soul Eyes, [sense] had perceived the threat already.
And with that the Void force of Limitless Void had been activated before the countdown of instantly.
So Northern only looked forward to how this was going to work actually.
"These spears are woven with thin ice sheets, making them quite easy to freeze and shatter even space, your defenses will be useless."
Northern smiled,
"This is new, I've never met any enemies that gave me lectures of what their abilities could do. How about you show and don't tell."
Northern's words infuriated Sura. He grimaced and flicked his finger.
Instantly, the spears began shooting towards Northern from all sides and were shooting and shooting and shooting and never stopped shooting.
Northern stood in the midst of clear air, it was easy to miss but there was still a slight distance between the raining spears and Northern.
He was clearly unharmed, even though the spears kept raining down on him.
Sura was not wrong about them, even as they moved with blinding speed, the air hummed and froze for a minisecond but because the space was a self-healing fabric, the freeze was instantly healed.
Of course, Sura's attack was supposed to take advantage of that instant moment before the self-regeneration of the space to break through even the ultimate defense.
But all of it was useless before Northern.
Watching his spears keep shooting forward but never hitting their target, Sura's face paled in dismay. His mouth fell.
"How? How?" He asked, "When they hit, they should shatter into smaller shards, causing additional damage and scattering dangerous fragments that destroy the body to smithereens. So how the hell are you not smithereens right now?!"