274 The Trade 3 (2/2)
A shadow flickered in front of Bathory, catching her by surprise and off guard. Her eyes enhanced to the second-highest level by the system couldn't react to the man's actions. Before she knew it, he was already by his side, swiftly reaching out to her neck!
”What?” Automatically she stepped back and teleported away.
”BAAANNNGGGGGGG!”
When the woman reappeared next to her new servant, she turned her head to the direction of that loud booming sound and to her shock, the sofa and the area around the center table where she used to be turned into unrecognizable wreckage inside a two-meter radius crater! In the middle were a few fragments of the glass table under the man's unhurt first! The floor had caved in there, she suspected at any given moment, it would become a hole leading to the lower floor!
”What the hell?”
Bathory was feeling puzzled how a non-host could be that quick and strong to the point a Level 9 like her almost didn't manage to evade the attack. While Sofony was also surprised, before she got dumbfounded by the aftermath of his attacks, she had fired some corrosive bullets towards the enemy. However, Bathory did not even take a glance at those. After waving a hand and having those bullets redirected somewhere, she remained staring at Gio.
The man stood up and looked at the huge dent on the floor before tossing a glance at the supposed target. Annoyance crept up in his face. He tossed the coin in his hands and commanded it, 'Buy the highest space lock you can and lock this place.'
An unwilling humming came from the coin, but he ignored it. He threatened to pulverize its current object of obsession, the reason it could continue to exist, if it didn't do what he said hence despite its anger and reluctance, it didn't continue pissing him off anymore.
Wearing that same misleading smile, he commented to the countess, ”Miss Blood Countess, amazing. Your greatest attack is mental in nature since you're a Seer. And because of it I assumed you'll be an easy picking since I'm your natural nemesis. But I guess you are still a Level 9 and your ability to predict is still annoying.”
Gio referred to how his fake choking attack failed due to her so-called 'nature power'. Bathory narrowed her eyes again. The man before her didn't seem like a normal non-host, but more like somebody from that level. The only thing she couldn't explain was his lack of natural suppression towards people like her.
'He's not a Level 10. But since this newcomer could have an abnormal physique like this, apart from being so knowledgeable about my kind, he could only be a non-host supporter of a Level 10 monster.'
”Whose supporter are you?” she asked Gio.
The man answered while manually 'teleporting', ”Sofony Mendez', who else?”
Bathory Erzebeth once again only saw a shadow when he ran towards her at full-speed.
She gave Sofony a hate-filled glance. She didn't believe it was Sofony. The woman was merely a level 5 host. So which of 'Them' sent this man to assist this young easterner woman? Why does she have someone like him beside her? If it was she, Bathory, who had a guardian as good as him, she would not have failed to reach the level of a real god!
Angered by this thought, when the Blood Countess teleported to escape the non-host's flurry of attacks, she reappeared next to Sofony.
”Since you don't want to agree in a normal way, I'll force you into it then!” Bathory said venomously. She activated the same skill that bound Gloria to her. She crazily laughed and tossed a blood-red scroll up. ”YOU LOWLY PEASANT, ACCEPT YOUR FATE AND BE MY SLAVE!!!”
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