333 Important question (1/2)
Just by spreading my aura through the entire tent while infusing it with all the killing intent I could muster was far more than enough to freeze everyone in place. I could even bet that most of the people in the entire camp wouldn't be able to move or at least feel like they would have a heart attack!
In the slight moment between me freeing my aura and actually sucking it all back as to not harm all those poor slaves cowering in fear just from this momentary outburst, I turned around, reached with my hand and grabbed the throat of the man that dared add a droplet to overflow the cup of my rage.
”The fuck did you say to me?”
Not bothered by the fact that the guy was actually one and a half head higher than me and at least twice as wide in his arms, I lifted him by his throat, while continuously tightening my grip and slowly choking the life out of him.
In my eyes, he was nothing more than a pest. Actually, anyone who dared to use this place could very well just go and die!
With this resolution brightening the dark clouds of doubt and hesitation that gathered in my head as I considered my choices, I finally knew what I should do.
Staging a mass escape or revolt would be possible, but could end up with way too big casualty tool. Trying to conquer the entire place by myself would once again, not only take too much time but also create even more death that I would like to see.
Isn't it the best for me to just act like a spoiled young master who didn't like something so he threw a fit?
With this idea appearing in my mind, I smiled deviously at the frightened man currently choking on my grip, before adding even more force to my fingers and snapping his neck.
Crack.
This single sound was enough to silence everyone in the tent. Banking on this chance, I threw the lifeless body of what used to be some kind of worker at the other fucktards waiting in the queue to rape the slaves, throwing them all off balance.
No amount of improvement to their bodily constitution could negate a throw executed not only by a cultivator but a proper mage at the same time!
”Get every fucking man away from this place. If I see anyone here before I'm done, they will all end up as this bastard.”
Pointing my finger at the tangled mess of legs, arms and torsos that once was an orderly line of impatient men, I proclaimed with confidence.
If not even the overlord was capable of fighting me, who would dare to go against my wishes? In the end, I could only guess that this bastard at the top would take this situation as the fit and decide to ignore the matter.
”You fucker…”