Drishti’s eyes remained fixed on the burning ship, a small smile playing on her lips as she folded her hands in front of her, understanding that something very interesting was about to unfold. She added, “Yeah, yeah, you are the most innocent one but I have a condition.”
“…What condition?” Ryuk hadn’t expected Drishti to propose a condition, but he knew it would only make things more interesting, only for her.
But of course, His choices would depend on whether it would be profitable for him or not.
“I will support you if someone comes to protect that guy, but in exchange, you need to not use your ability in this whole battle.” Drishti looked towards the young man whose face was covered by a black mask, yet her eyes teasingly urged him to show something interesting to her.
‘Shunya, huh.’ From the beginning, Ryuk had decided not to use his ability in this battle, but was he really going to just accept Drishti’s condition like this?
“You know there is a ZENITH Ranker there? Aren’t you Lady Drishti?” Ryuk said with a soft smile, looking at the women while reciprocating her teasing gaze. He further added, “The risk is just too high.”
Naturally, he needed to have a breakthrough and become a perfect early Legendary ranker, and to do so, he needed a real battle with someone of his own level and someone strong enough to not die at his hand.
So, who could be in this world whom he knew was as strong as he was and bestowed with luck that would never let him die?
BINGO.
“What do you want?” The teasingness inside Drishti’s eyes vanished when she heard such retreating words from the young man, who was clearly trying to trap her.
Yet, she wanted to see what interesting thing she could get from this.
“Lady Drishti, I hope you will not kill Demon Queen Morana, no matter what,” Ryuk expressed, already foreseeing the upcoming turn of events with a 95% chance that Drishti would kill Demon Queen Morana.
Of course, he didn’t develop any sympathy for some demon, but there was something he wanted to get from her, and to do so, he needed to do things his way.
“Heh, you think highly of me,” Drishti mused, hearing the words of the young man, a smile forming on her face as she turned her gaze towards the approaching ships. With a soft tone, she continued, “I am not that strong, you know.”
‘….yes, and I am blessed by heavens.’
[And I am the father of Nexus Grid.]
‘Me? Aren’t I the head of the Devereaux family?’
Hearing Drishti’s words, added with that calm expression, first Ryuk thought with a blank gaze, then System, and finally, Regina, who already knew about Drishti’s strength being even stronger than the present head of the Devereaux family.
So, in conclusion, no one present at that time was going to digest, least even care to hear, those words.
“What do you want?” Ryuk inquired, already understanding that his own medicine was given back to him—A moment ago he called the Zenith rank stronger and humbled him; now, it was her chance.
“Nah, just do what I said earlier. I don’t want to fall into this boring loop,” Drishti shook her head, understanding that if they started to humble themselves and increase bargaining, then it would keep going on.
So, she decided not to kill Demon Queen.
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WZOOOOOO
Inside a huge white flying battleship’s control room,
“Don’t rush, Edward. That woman is dangerous,” the man warned the young man, reminding him to be cautious about Drishti’s presence and to be on guard without acting rashly without valid proof.
Technically, for strong individuals, there was no need for evidence to kill someone, but the man knew the strongest one here was on the other side.
So, in a situation where the least he could do was provide valid reasons for his own retaliation with evidence to that strongest one.
After all, the situation would be in his favor if there was a valid reason to kill the son of Alisia Devereaux, added with the approval of Drishti Devereaux; things would be easy.
“I will deal with her myself,” Edward said, seated with his interlocked fingers placed on his head, trying to control his frustration and anger, his teeth gritted enough to cause a nerve bulge around his neck.
‘This kid,’ the man observed the young man with a downward gaze before gesturing towards other individuals present inside the ship.
SWISH
With a single command, several figures swiftly vanished before several dozen light streaks came out of the ship, heading towards all parts of the continents, scattering in all directions of Titanora.
The man had already sensed the energy levels of the Devereaux members present on Titanora were at a LEGENDARY level, meaning each one of them was as strong or stronger than Edward.
So, the strategy he applied was buying time while sacrificing some extras.
Even though due to the low fertility of Abernathy bloodline, each of its members was highly important, yet his priority lay with his son instead of caring about others’ lives.
Sending all the other Epic rankers to the different parts of Titanora will cause all the Devereaux members to scatter and fight on several parts of the continent, making them stay away from the capital city.
A strategy which would buy enough time for Edward to deal with Ryuk Devereaux, regardless of winning or losing, and also provide Man with time to hold Regina Devereaux until Edward is done killing Ryuk Devereaux.
A plan where his victory depended on variables such as the strength of both Regina and the likelihood of interference from Drishti herself.
In conclusion, seeing the stubbornness of his son, who was hell-bent on taking revenge, the man decided to utilize the maximum of his mind to help him.
“No need, I will not interfere.”
‘?!!’
SWISH
“L-lady Drishti!?” The man’s eyes turned towards the figure materializing inside the control room of the ship, causing Edward to also stand abruptly with his eyes widened as he looked at the woman.
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‘Fucking bastards,’ Edward’s grip tore at his skin, driving his nails deep enough to draw blood, the metallic tang filling the air as it dripped onto the floor with a chilling echo.
Cursing all of those who caused him to become like this was only natural, for why would he not curse? After all…
Edward’s widened eyes were locked at the figure materializing before him, her beauty transcending mere mortal description.
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With each delicate movement, she exuded an ethereal allure that left him breathless.
Her eyes, like pools of liquid amber, held a captivating depth that drew him in, ensnaring his senses in an intoxicating haze.
Every curve of her form seemed sculpted by the hands of a divine artist, leaving him unable to tear his gaze away.
In that moment, he knew he was beholding the most exquisite woman he had ever seen, either in this world or even the previous one.
But, he felt nothing, except admiration or mere attraction with a huge hollow feeling inside his body, which sourced from his crouch area which was deactivated for more than six years.
‘I will kill you all fuckers,’ but he could only compliment the beauty; he couldn’t touch it, due to two individuals in his life.
First, those figures who reincarnated him in this world inside a body of an impotent and cucked bloodline.
Second, the man who cut off his hand to sever all his chances to become strong enough to at least keep this woman beside him.
‘I will kill you,’ Edward’s widened emerald eyes, holding red veins, glared at the floor with lips bitten harder, making his decision to shred that man at all costs. “I will kill you, RYUK DEVEREAUX!”
