The Conquerors Path

Chapter 969: Chapter 967-Fuck You All Up!

’It’s funny. I can kill them all with a thought, yet I have to stay back.’

The thought made me chuckle. Truthfully, with a moment of thought, I can change the structure of the world, but that will come with a high cost, and even the supreme Gods will stop me, especially the creation Gods, if I try to suppress everything with supreme power, because that will break the structure of power maintained so carefully in this world.

’Leaving aside that, now I need to deal with this mess.’

A certain anger bloomed in my heart. The whole of the archery association is like family to me, especially since it means a lot to Eleanora, and right now I will have nothing—and I mean absolutely nothing—hurt its reputation or take it down. No matter who it is that is coming at it, my eyes gained a certain ruthless edge as I found myself on the other side of the teleportation circle.

Standing tall, I walked out of the path, heading through the larger opening into a different location. Soon, I was outside the place as I found a carriage waiting for me. Giving me a bow, I entered without a word, which soon began to move. I leaned against the comfy cushions of the place, my eyes closed as I started to take in the different plans flowing through my mind.

’It’s at times like this that I shouldn’t play it alone. I need to use what I have earned.’

The plans I made on the way, flowing through my mind, my senses exploded forth, covering a larger area—my mind picking up subtle information and everything flowing through: my mind understanding the information it had at hand and even the trump cards they planned to use against us.

’Looks like they came prepared.’

A smirk lifted my face at that thought as the carriage kept treading forth, moving more towards the section of the Archery tower, when I instantly picked up the change in atmosphere. I could feel the tension, the sense focused all around, the several people gathered here and there: newspaper reporters, journalists, quite well-named writers. I could sense so many of them moving around.

Expensive and rare recording devices at play, powerful members who definitely don’t belong to the association at move—I could see it all: everything they were trying to hide from me, and I was taking it into myself, digesting it, combining it and adding that all to my plans. And once I had everything, the plan was finally set in place.

Right now, I was about 15 minutes away from reaching my location—my plans solidified in a way, and a cruel smirk came into my face.

’You want to humiliate something I care about? Then bring it on.’

With those dangerous thoughts flowing through my I didn’t hesitate. A moment within my time, I sent the messages to the required people, telling them of their role, and within minutes of the message, they all started to move—the requests soon being put into action. So I relaxed for now, letting the flow take me.

And within the minutes, the carriage was stopped—a knock being heard from the outside to which I gave the option to remove the soundproofing both in and out. I spoke.

"What is it?"

"Young leader, it seems we are being blocked."

The words made my smile wider as I opened the door and stepped out. The coachman was still looking at me respectfully as he bowed and spoke.

"They are not letting us in."

To which my eyes looked towards the two guards in front of me, each of them being at the peak of Origin level 10, not to mention their aura was thick, their bloodlines special, and the armours they were wearing were priceless. The two of them had swords at their waist, their eyes looking strong as they blocked any way through the road.

All around me, I could see several different people, many of whom were reporters, who too being blocked outside. This was the road leading deeper into the tower, yet they blocked it here itself—even knowing that the carriage I am riding belongs to the inner layers and has the full authority to let me in.

’It’s like being stared at by hyenas.’

I thought as I felt the eyes of everyone lock on me—the eyes of the reporters, especially looking hungry, but they stayed put for the moment, ’cause I was still giving off the pissed off look. Around me, I felt a few rare recording devices activate in secret.

’Since they want a show, I will give them a show.’

"Why did you block me?"

I asked with a calm tone towards the guards, while my eyes gazed on the 3 floating ships in the sky—that in itself being the very expensive flying ships in which all 3 of them were floating around the tower: powerful figures locking down at me as the spies around waiting for me to explode and make a fool of myself.

"I am sorry but we have strict commands not to let anyone in; the whole of the archery association is under strict examination."

The guard’s voice was clear and respectful, to which I walked slowly, and soon stood in front of both the guards: my hair shuffling slightly in the wind, with a smile adorning my face.

"I understand that, I really do, but my question is what fucking right do you have to stop me—the young leader of the association itself, especially in my own land?"

My question was soft, but the word made the guard flinch—the reporters started to write, record: I could feel their enthusiasm at the situation.

"It is the law; the war council, as the guardians of the realm, has the right to lock down associations when it does its examinations, especially for heavy accusations."

"Oh? And what accusations are you running now?"

I asked with a smile, to which the guard directly replied.

"That’s not for you to know."

"I see....I see....."

My smile kept getting wider and wider—my senses trembling all around, the atmosphere grew tense, and just when everyone thought I was about to burst, I only smiled and took a step back, making everyone confused. Taking some more steps back, I took an extremely expensive and very rare communication orb outside—willing my mana into it: the first of the pieces I moved before appeared right in front of me—a display of an image, and I made sure it was big enough for everyone here to see it.

And the moment everyone saw who was in it, many felt their throats close and their hearts tremble—’cause the one in communication with me right now is my grandfather: the legendary general, Max Lionheart.

The man in question was sitting in a chair, his expression looking rough and mostly pissed off as he looked at me, and my grandfather didn’t have to say a word, ’cause I did.

"Grandpa, two soldiers in front of me are blocking me and humiliating me in front of my place, my lands..."

’Shameless technique best 1: complain to your grandpa, who is very feared in the world.’

[Shameless, but I like it.]

The expression of my grandfather twisted like a devil—his gaze turning to look around the place: the reporters and writers all of them growing pale, the guards—for a moment I even felt them tremble—as my grandfather spoke.

"Show them to me. I will have everyone they loved dead and hanged in front of them before giving them the worst death in history."

At those words, I saw one of the guard’s eyes almost roll up his head, while the other one was now fully trembling in his spot.

’Looks like they know my grandpa’s hidden identity.’

I smirked—even I was shocked when I had got to learn about it. There is a reason why one single man holds such power over the army and why one single man acts as such a powerful backbone that holds even the war council at bay, protecting me.

"You-Young master."

’Oh....now it’s young master.....’

The guard called out—the fear in his face open and full—to which, ignoring him, I turned to my grandpa.

"There is no need for that, grandpa; I am going to do something crazy and stupid. I just wanted to let you know that it will be bad—I wanted you to know that first in case of any issue."

To my words, Grandpa looked at me—his expression turning soft as his eyes blazed and burned: a wide smile of blood and death filling him up as he spoke.

"Go ahead and do everything and anything you want. I will hold down the world for you, and if the world dares to raise its hands against you, then I will cut down the world."

His words resounded with power that spread all around—the sheer will, presence, and might of such a man providing absolute pressure everywhere, while it only felt like absolute protection and love to me, which made me smile.

"Um...that’s what I will do."

With that, I cut off the communication—and my hand, which was holding back a bloody one, because I had seen something some time ago, and it pissed me off. No.....it pissed me off a lot.

Thus, under the eyes of everyone, a stone appeared in my hand, and another stone in my next. The moment it appeared, I felt the shock of Celestinia, and every powerful person that was watching took a step back for a moment—the sheer power from it making them all choke.

"I am gonna fuck you all up!"

With that shout, I crushed the stones!