11 Betrayal (2/2)

”You may be asking, when did we join each other. It was a long time ago before you even knew us. To be a mighty elite I need an army. Without subordinates how will I reach my goals? I first made Pierre join my group and because of him Anne also joined.”

Dean didn't even bother asking any follow up questions as he felt a very...intense emotion. It was something he never felt before but it made him want to act on impulse.

Christian followed up

”My father already told me that Rose was designated to me as my concubine as soon as she was born. Did you honestly not notice? Ayesha... she'll eventually be my concubine.”

Letting out a chuckle Christian spoke ”As a man destined for greatness why should I be limited to a wife? Though, I do have to thank you. Let it be known that Dean fund-raised my future.”

”Originally you two could have joined but I realized you were threats more than pawns. Blame this on being born too great.”

Wishing to take a look at all the treasures in this cove he flicked his wrist ”Pierre, deal with him”

Dean accepted fate and without wanting to see what would happened next he knocked himself out.

Without hesitation, Pierre ran up and prepared to take away another friend's life but there was a plea

”Pierre stop! He was once our friend... Just let him ago”

Christian glared at Rose with hostility but grinned at her abrupt manner

”Just cripple him.”

Rose's sentiment disappeared as this was the only thing she could do to Dean

'Although the memories were fake. They were still enjoyable'

Pierre nodded to gesture his understanding and punched the area above the stomach where the dantian was located.

A large crack appeared and Dean's cultivation went down to the peak of Body Tempering 9. Qi was completely erased from Dean's dantian and his talent slowly turned to waste.

This was a deadly move as Dean could die from the impact but this acted as a trigger for a demon in the future.

A scratched voice that peaked between a deep and high-pitched tone echoed in Dean's mind

”Good, good, good. It seems no matter who it happens to there will always be betrayal. People see us as subject for pity. Pffh, who needs your sympathy. Sympathy are for the weak while we shall rise to the top.”

”The traitor before you is a stepping stone. He ambitiously declares that he wants to rule the heavens and take everything below him. HAAHHAAHHA. The last person who swore that got killed by Hermes.”

”To hide ones ambition is ambition that is just hidden. It exists but is not clear. He robbed you. It is now your job to rob everything from him. Jealous of him? Oh please, this is just revenge.”

Dean felt an indescribable agreement with the voice. He just wants revenge.

”Come my disciple. We will ruin his parade and take back what is rightfully yours. Do you agree? Take your position as the protagonist of the world.”

”Using whatever means it takes. I'll take you out alive. If necessary that corpse can also be brought along. Let this be my present to you my disciple.”

...

Christian running up to the throne he picked up the book.

[Soul Withering Technique]

Quickly flipping the pages he was immensely amazed by how profound this book was. Hiding it into his space ring he looked at the throne in glory.

'This is what I will one day sit upon. Second to none with millions below me. Who would dare to go against me?'

Wanting to take a seat Christian pushed the skull off the seat and pressed his but onto the throne.

*Shudder**Shudder*

The roof of the cove creaked as Christian investigated what it was

A few rocks dropped on top of his head before boulders started to drop.

A light flashed transporting everyone away.

Christian felt immense regret

'My fortune'

Despite his misfortune in losing most of the items he grabbed a few herbs and precious metals as well as the manual [Soul Withering Technique].

Upset at the substantial loss he replaced his expression with one that seemed content to conceal his disappointment.

Opening his eyes they were greeted with the elder's confused look.

Stabilizing himself he tried to retain his casual look but fear crept up to him.

A deadly aura erupted causing everyone to shiver and shake while the kids dropped to the ground out of the pressure.

”DEAN!”

A cold chilly voice muttered a name, in a blink of an eye he rushed towards Dean's body and lifting him up.

Slowly he spoke

”WHO...DID....THIS”