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Azmond was pondering the mysteries of the book inside of his Dantian Space until he was suddenly taken out of his stupor by the voice of Loki.
"We protect the area that surrounds Boundless Restoration because that book is a very special piece for 'The Order Of The Eternal Flame'. That cursed technique was the main heirloom descended from the oldest Paragon Divine Phoenix" An ominous air suddenly flooded the atmosphere.
"That particular Divine Phoenix was the original Godsent Progenitor of the 'Order Of The Eternal Flame'! Just the mere mention of his name could cause entire layers of reality to fall apart.
Which is why I will not speak of it" A fear that was extremely uncommon for the sly god overtook his facial features.
"That Divine Phoenix, he was the very foundation of the 'Order of the Eternal Flame'! Just mentioning his name could tear apart reality itself. That's why I won't dare talk about it..."
Fear etched across the sly god's face, an uncommon sight indeed...
The fear he felt was unlike one that a mortal would feel when facing an insurmountable difference in strength No
It was a primal sort of fear. A fear that originated from a being that had witnessed something truly horrifying, firsthand
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"I will not go in depth on the progenitor of the Divine Phoenix. That being is so far beyond your comprehension that you would undeniably come out of this conversation with a half-melted brain." A low, raspy snicker sounded out, followed by a cruel, wide grin emerging on Loki's face.
He was clearly teasing Azmond, but that didn't make what he was saying any less true. Azmond would most likely die if Loki disclosed the name of a being so high on the existence scale. He would have also died if Loki had openly discussed his name without the owner's permission as well.
Which was the case with him
"So what can you tell me, oh, all knowing Loki?" He asked with a slight tone of condescendence.
'Tsk, this human is always so infuriating. It's almost like he knows that neither I nor Thor can do anything against him. That is if we want to keep our lives intact.' Loki's displeasure was emanating from him.
Nevertheless, it didn't go past that, as he knew himself that taking any sort of action against the cocky mortal wouldn't be wise.
The fakest smile one could imagine materialized on his face as his 'amiable' gaze focused on Azmond. He gritted his teeth and trucked through tough times as he begrudgingly began to speak.
"I can tell you that you have a high chance of dying if something is not done about that aura that's practically spilling out of you right now." Loki responded with a vengeful tone.
He expected that this was enough to scare the human. After all, who didn't fear an imminent threat to their life?
Unfortunately for him... Azmond was no ordinary man.
"Cool. Tell me something I don't already know next time." He replied with a condescending sneer.
'Why was this blonde pervert stating the obvious? His perversion must've truly fried his brain.' Azmond's disdainful thoughts almost leaked out onto his facial expressions.
He was abundantly aware that his aura could be his downfall if anyone strong enough ever crossed paths with him. But did that mean he would suddenly start concealing his prowess at all times?
No. It didn't. He would only put a veil over his aura when and wherever he felt like it.
"..." The sly god had already gotten used to Amzond's daring nature at this point. However, that didn't stop him from letting out another exasperated sigh before resuming his monologue.
"I will ignore those snarky comments for now, but it would do you good to not overstep your bounds, Azmond." A dangerous aura leaked out of Loki as a fake smile spread across his face.
It was a smile that made it sufficiently clear that he would not tolerate any more slights against him. That is, without the offender suffering the brunt of his retaliation
Azmond took one good look at Loki's facade and knew it was time to back off a little. He wasn't scared of God, even knowing that he would lose without a doubt. He just wanted to hear the rest of the story.
Who else would tell him of the 'Order Of The Eternal Flame' if not Loki?
His gaze traveled to a big, red giant spectating in the background. He thought that he could be his backup plan...
But then again... It would probably take ages to get a single smidge of useful information out of that big red muscle brain.
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'... What is that feeling?' A puzzled expression emerged on Thor's face.
'Is someone talking about me behind my back?' Thor's menacing aura practically materialized as he scanned his surroundings. He was looking for the source of the animosity he was feeling.
Azmond's eyes immediately darted away as he refocused his attention back on the blonde pervert. The red pervert's short-tempered personality was a little too much for him, if he was being honest.
Thor went on to analyze the entirety of the dimension, only to end up empty-handed as he never found his hater.
"Humph!"
He snorted like an angry bull before turning his gaze back to the ongoing discussion.
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"I was not referring to your special way of cultivating, human." Loki retorted with a slightly annoyed expression.
"Although I don't quite understand the intricacies behind the unique aura that leaks from your body, I know it's not easily discernible for higher existences than yourself."
"Most would just overlook it and continue about their business. To the vast majority of higher existences, your aura just looks like a slightly mutated one of the regular Qi cultivation path..."
"Whereas I can infer that it's far more special than something as simple as a 'Slightly mutated path', but even I don't know exactly what you have done for even the space atoms in the atmosphere to swarm toward you of their own violation."
Puzzlment filled the sly god's heart as he actively watched the space in the pocket dimension surround Azmond's body like mothes to a flame. It was an extremely surreal sight, to say the least.
"You are an extremely intriguing mortal, Azmond. But that is not what I am talking about when I say, 'Your aura could get you killed'. I am referring to the book that lies within your Dantian. A book that is still orbiting around your Dantian even at this very moment." His dry voice resounded out.
A look of bewilderment appeared on Azmond's face before he began brooding over Loki's words.
"Before you get lost in your entranced daze again, let me just tell you straight up what I'm talking about.' Loki said with a small, shit-eating grin. He enjoyed messing with Azmond's train of thought.
Azmond became a little peeved at Loki, but he figured this worked out well in his favor as well. So, he let it be.