Ning looked at the crowd in front of him. Dozens of Aether Kings and Aether Emperors, quite a few Aether Saints, 2 Aether Supreme, and finally, an Aether Underlord.
There was no way he could fight here and win without revealing his system.
Perry Thatcher stood in front of them all, with not a single shiver in him. Ning wondered if the sleeping potions he had ordered so much had helped him somewhat.
"Old man, you should know that I won't give you any information on where to obtain the Alpurite, especially not now that I see what you are doing," he said.
"I do not care about that anymore. I let you stay here, hoping you would change your mind, but I see that you are as stubborn as ever."
"So, I decided to stop playing games with you. You can shut your mouth or say what you want. No matter what, I am getting my information today," the old man said.
Ning was one step away from simply teleporting away. But should he show his system now?
Just as he thought that, the old man brought out a vial. Ning's heart sped up as trauma he didn't think he had flared and he unconsciously started opening a portal to some place else.
The old man saw that and used his Aether immediately and distorted Ning's portal to the point that it collapsed.
Ning looked back in fear. But the fear subsided when he actually saw the vial of potion clearly. The liquid inside was slightly purple in color.
This was not the poison Ning had been expecting. Instead, he recognized the liquid for something he had made himself.
Ning's lips twist up in a smirk filled with disdain.
"With this Truth potion, I will get the information out of you easily," the old man said.
Ning kept his smirk on him, but internally he started frowning. He had his solutions all around the world, ready for him to drink and advance to Underlord as well. But he had been waiting for his body to heal, so he could become an Underlord in that body.
If he wasted that amount of Aether, it would take him a long while to gather some more.
Still, Ning was sure he would rather beat this old man and wait, than let him do what he wanted to.
The old man's pressure was already on him, stopping him from moving even the little bit.
'Yes, time to go,' Ning thought and teleported. However, when he reappeared, he was still in the same location.
Ning looked confused. 'What's going on? Why can I not teleport?' he asked his system
The crowd in front of him also looked at him with slight confusion.
The old man's face changed when he saw Ning flicker for a split section, like his body went invisible for a split second.
But that couldn't be right, if he could go invisible, he would go invisible for much longer, wouldn't he?
"What?" Ning asked, and looked at the crowd in front of him. None of those were responsible for sure.
Suddenly, he felt his hair lift slightly as if it was being pulled towards somewhere behind him. From what he could see, space was twisting for a moment.
Then, it spat out a woman. The woman was tall and beautiful. Her oval face of fair complexion had not a blemish on it.
Her dark auburn hair fluttered in the wind, as her dark-purple eyes stared at the entire crowd.
The moment she appeared, the crowd felt a great attraction towards her, as if she were someone to be loved, but not as a woman, but a goddess.
Most of the men and women couldn't stop themselves from getting on their knees and bowing towards her.
Even Tristan and Jason were looking at her with awe. But they had lived long enough to keep their wits to themselves… somewhat.
The old man, however, couldn't keep his wits to himself at all. His eyes were wide open, with his lower jaw dangling beneath him.
He tried to speak, but the best he could do was quiver his lips.
"Let us leave," she said to Ning and placed her hands on his shoulder.
Seeing this, the old man finally found his voice and shouted towards them.
The entire crowd looked at the old man in shock.
In response, Alexis simply turned towards him and shook her head in disappointment. Then, along with Ning, she disappeared.
"NOOO! Don't leave me!" the old man shouted, running forward to grab them. But Alexis was already gone.
"Noo! Why do you keep leaving me?" he shouted. His body was starting to shiver once more as he realized that his master had likely abandoned him.
"Bu-But why? I'm doing what you told me to. I'm trying to bring back the peace in this world!" he shouted, but there was no response at all.
The crowd started leaving under the order of Tristan and Jason, who chose to stay behind with their lord.
"Lord, what is your order?" Jason asked.
The old man was still on the ground, kneeling with tears in his eyes.
"I… I don't know," he said. "I… she… why did she abandon me?"
"Lord, get yourself together! Who the hell was that woman anyway?" they shouted.
The old man didn't give any thoughts to what they were saying. All he could think about was that his master who he thought had died until now, was actually alive and was even aiding the person who was his newest enemy.
When he thought about that, his heart grew cold and anger flared in his heart.
"I did this all for you, but you didn't want it, right?" he said softly. "Fine, then I will do this for me now."
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"Start the operation. By tomorrow morning, I need to know that the entire world is under my rule," the old man ordered.
Without even thinking about what he had just said, the two Supremes nodded and saluted.
They would do what their lord asked of them without hesitation.