Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs

Chapter 386 Being A Bully

With their own two eyes, the three men had watched Seth be trapped in their cage, and only after that had they descended and moved to deliver the killing moves.

They being three powerful cultivators had each kept their eyes and senses alert right from the start, so how had the man standing on the other side of the cage been able to smash open and leave the cage without any of them being the wiser.

Knowing how powerful they were especially when working together as a team further made the three men understand how truly deadly the man opposite them was. 𝒩𝑶𝔳𝑙xt.𝓬𝑂𝔪

After giving them some time to adjust to his intimidating and devastating entrance as he would like to believe, Seth spoke.

“You must be Polior, quite the big and strong guy.”

To Seth’s words, the horned man whom Seth was staring at let out a growl, but Seth ignored whatever discontent he was feeling and moved to the other two men standing a step behind him on both his sides.

“You should be Mike and you Nasule.”

Looking at the two other men, Seth went naming according to how he felt they should be called but the tightening of the men’s fists after he called “Nasule” alerted him to something.

He had named the blue man “Nasule” and with his reaction, Seth quickly deduced that it wasn’t his name.

“And this brings to my attention the issue of your numbers, there should be four of you, where’s the fourth.”

“Why are you looking to kill us” Polior suddenly asked ignoring Sey’s question.

Not waiting for Seth’s provoking words to have their effect, Polior spoke and interfered with the emotions that were beginning to boil in his subordinates.

“The both of you get a grip of yourselves,” Polior added, these words spoken in a low tone and meant for the two men beside him.

Though being very capable leaders in their own right, when Polior was present in their midst, it seemed his compatriots switched off their reasoning and allowed Polior to do all the thinking, a habit which could be disastrous given their current situation.

“You made too much noise, the higher-ups are unhappy and now they no longer need you,” that’s the summary of my answer Seth casually replied.

“I see, so you’re the lap dog they sent then,” Polior said with a nod of his head internally smiling when he saw Seth’s brows furrow at his words.

“Him a lapdog,” Seth thought taken aback by Polior’s words for a few seconds.

“Look around you, can you imagine how much you would accomplish if you stayed here and cultivated, listen to that old man and his stuck-up assistant and all you’ll be doing for the rest of your life is going on errands.

I know secrets about Ashad that can bring about an unbelievable boost in your cultivation speed.”

Having caught Seth’s reaction to being called a lap dog, Polior saw this as a chance and he immediately seized it, doing his best to convert his executioner to his follower, a rather arrogant plan.

“I see,” Seth said with a sigh taking his right hand from behind him and lifting it, his fingers pointing towards the three men.

“Sorry about your friends.”

After these words, Seth brought down his hand, his expression and posture still calm but the same couldn’t be said for the other side which he was staring at.

Finally bored of the little chatter, Seth decided to immediately end the charade of a battle, an inevitable decision brought forward by Polior referring to him as a lap dog.

Though the sentence didn’t send Seth rampaging, the reminder wasn’t a particularly sweet one and returning to earth was now suddenly the only thing on his mind.

Raising his hands, Seth fired off multiple finger beams at the three men, beams which had smashed into both the men and their surroundings, immersing them in a bright explosion that he expected to kill all of them.

“or not.”

With his soul sense, Seth quickly picked up on the state of his opponents.

At the moment, the two men who had been with Polior were now on the floor, injured and bleeding, struggling to hold onto their life, while as for Polior, well the man was charging towards him.

Fearlessly charging at Seth was Polior the man surrounded by red flames, his every step burning the ground and leaving black footprints, his speed not something to scoff at.

To Polior, he had now decided to go all out and though he anticipated a tough fight, he was confident that he would win, as at the moment he was using his flame laws, one which he was very close to fully understanding.

Going past the level 9 mortal level wasn’t that far from and he saw Seth as nothing more than an obstacle on his journey.

While Polior moved with confidence, Seth watched the man as one would stare at a monkey juggling balls.

That Polior had gotten an understanding of his flame and was close to fully understanding it intrigued Seth but that was all, after comparing his flame with that of Jinkins and that of Aimy’s one-time squad member who had attempted to burn him alive, Seth lost interest.

Other than being quite ambitious and being close to the calamity level, there was nothing else about Polior to observe and with the man’s recent words which had irked him, Seth merely waved his hands, a wave of darkness which assumed the shape of a scythe appearing in the air and slicing off the man’s head.

Just like that, a force that had been brewing in Ashad for some time and spreading its name throughout the dungeon was wiped out, and every member of the force died.

Seth’s mission was to kill Polior and end his forces and he had done so, and with that, he took out his compass.

Looking at his surroundings, the tall and huge trees in the distance, the clear sky and then the burning and collapsed rocks before him, Seth took in a deep breath and shook his head,

Unless under special circumstances, he doubted he would ever be coming here again, with his power level, playing in Ashad was just him being a big bully, and though Seth’s goal in life was to be somewhat of a bully he didn’t want to be a frog in the well.

His goal was to be the top bully in every plane and world that existed, and now it was time to return home.

Already having his blood ready just hanging on the tip of his finger, Seth paused and then spoke in his mind.

“Alexia”

“Yes” the woman who had found herself ignored the past few days answered with a grumble.

“I love you.”