231 Where is That Clown Coming From? Part 2 (1/2)
Konrad's group's sudden appearance took the warring sides aback. While the disciples didn't have the luxury to shift attention, the leaders stopped their confrontation to turn toward the newcomers.
And seeing a human youth, their eyes contorted into a frown. At first glance, he bore little similarities to the Barbarian Continent's humans. The outlandish purple eyes and skin tone giving him the appearance of a Holy Continent slave.
Albeit an unreasonably good-looking one.
Even Miraz failed to recognize him. After all, the last time he glanced on him, Konrad was nothing more than a baby. But for some reason, Konrad's face bothered him.
Still, all recognized him as a secular world ”ant.” But with their priests guarding the entrance, how did he manage to barge in?
All eyes shifted toward Miraz.
”Is this overreaching man somehow related to your house?”
Jaenera asked him in a mental message. While Konrad's figure was eighty percent similar to Talroth's, the last twenty came from Gulistan, their cult warchief. And when Jaenera's words echoed within his mind, Miraz frowned.
Now he realized why Konrad's looks bothered him so. Clearly, his face bore faint similarities to his aunt's!
”Could it be…”
And thinking of the possibility, Miraz's eyes widened in fright!
”No relationship whatsoever.”
Miraz categorically replied and shifted his attention back onto the three spirits.
Although he didn't know what plans they had in store for him, with his aunt and grandfather having ordered Konrad's identity kept secret, he didn't dare reveal it. But despite the negative answer, Jaenera thought otherwise.
Eighteen years ago, the Serkar depleted their entire merit quota for a summoning ritual after which Gulistan's cultivation base skyrocketed, pursuing that of her father, and becoming the Infernal Cult's third strongest.
At the same time, many Serkar elders saw their cultivation base increase. And overnight, the Serkar that ranked last among the three ruling houses now pursued the Torul!
The most dreadful thing in all this was that while Gulistan and the Serkar elders' gains were obvious, no one knew what Berken gained!
Yet, although they seemed to have obtained massive boons, Jaenera's father, the Infernal Cult leader firmly believed their real advantages lied elsewhere.
But even he couldn't figure it out.
Now, an eighteen years old looking man bearing a slight resemblance to Gulistan appeared. How could this be a coincidence?
”Secular world clown, I don't know from what podunk you hail from, but the matters of our two forces are not what you can meddle in.
Having reached such a stage, you can be considered a talent. However, if you think that gives you the ability to berate your superiors, you're sorely mistaken.”
The sun spirit, Volker declared and threw a casual palm strike. Dazzling sunlight erupted and morphed into a ten meters wide sunlight palm that flew toward Konrad.
His smile broadened.
But before the palm could reach him, Jasmine stepped forward.
Purple Lightning burst from her form, and she met the sunlight palm with a casual strike of her own.
*Boom*
In a flash, the sunlight palm dissolved while Jasmine still stood firm and undisturbed.
”With this level of skills, how are you qualified to target our husband?”
Jasmine jeered while her mocking eyes nailed Volker.
And instantly, all were startled. Volker more than the rest. Better than anyone, he knew that while this was but a casual palm strike, it was enough to turn anyone beneath the Holy Rank to ashes!
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”Well said, I'm afraid none of them are fit to lick his boots, to say nothing of trading blows.”
Iliana's scornful voice echoed.
Only now did the six truly pay attention to the nine breathtaking fairies standing by Konrad's side. Each endowed with startling beauty that could launch ten-thousand warships!