Chapter 993: Even Stronger (1/2)

”Long time no see. I didn't think you'd have become the new lord of Omphalos. I knew you were destined for greatness,” Yarus said with a solemn look. The whole time, he made sure to keep a good distance from Gyál and even more from Han Shuo.

Han Shuo ignored Gyál and instead smiled at Yarus, finding it a little weird how even though he was the one who killed Yarus's brother, Lakrisen, not to mention the slaughter at the City of Gorging Clouds. Yet, the first thing Yarus did after seeing him this time wasn't to seek vengeance, which was not something he expected at all. ”Even though I was the one who killed Lakrisen, you're saying that you're only here to deal with the godhunters? Do you really mean it?”

Feeling his chest tighten, Yarus feigned a smile and nodded. ”Whether you believe it or not, I really don't plan on taking revenge.” He had received instructions from the God of Darkness about this matter some time ago and wouldn't dare disobey them no matter how unwilling he felt.

”So where are the godhunters?” Gyál said with distaste when he saw that Han Shuo had ignored him.

Han Shuo finally set sights on Gyál and recalled the God of Light's words. After paying attention to him for a while, he noticed that Gyál was a religious zealot. The wild air of fervor he gave off was due to his intense faith for the God of Light.

Though he was dressed in a clean, white robe, he didn't seem the least bit tranquil. Instead, he looked like he would explode with the slightest disturbance. Like McKinley had said, Gyál wasn't born in Elysium and used to be among the most maniacal believers of the God of Light in some backwater place. He had killed endlessly for his faith and grew it at the same time, eventually earning him the attention of the God of Light, who bestowed him a divine stigma. His powers soared greatly as a result, making him the first light cultivator in the small continent he had come from to become a midgod.

His achievements impressed the God of Light so much that he was sent to various major expeditions across different planes. Gyál's fanaticism had never failed the God of Light's expectations as he culled the minor religions across those planes and spread his faith far and wide. In the end, Gyál was instructed to come to Elysium. Like before, he performed to the God of Light's satisfaction and spent only five centuries to become a highgod, quickly becoming a rising star in the Dominion of Light.

There were many legends about Gyál, though all of them made sure to highlight how unique he was. He had never been someone who was well versed in sneaky tactics, always relying on nothing but his intense and zealous power to crush his enemies, making him out to be the most reckless and forceful of the three Keepers of the Light.

”Didn't you meet any when you came over?” Han Shuo said amicably, ”We have chased the Godhunter Alliance out of the Fringe. Now, we are godhunter free. Gentlemen, you are welcome to visit at your leisure, but if you intend to wipe the Fringe out, then I'm afraid I'll have to show you out.”

”Where is Han Hao?” Gyál asked, ”I heard he's a godhunter too. Hand him over and tell us where his men are. Only then will we consider whether we should ignore your cesspool and let you rot on your own terms.”

If not for the fact that Gyál didn't have a full grasp on Han Shuo's power, he would've had his men kill everyone within the city without even bothering to talk. But even though he knew Han Shuo wasn't someone who could be easily dealt with, he couldn't change his temper at all and said it in a way like he was giving him orders. It was as if nobody else but the God of Light and those of his faith mattered. The rest could all die for all he cared.

Han Shuo had never intended to spare Gyál ini the least. The moment he was demanded to hand Han Hao over, his expression grimmed. Chuckling sinisterly, he said, ”What's the meaning of this, Gyál? Do you think you have any leverage to negotiate with me?”

As far as he was concerned, he was on the same level as the God of Light, so being threatened by someone beneath him ruffled his feathers badly.