Clearly, Greg Jonan had heard Wilbur's footsteps. "Is anything the matter, Mister Greg?" Greg did not turn around, still looking at the now-scarlet sky as if bewitched by its deep red hue. "I was wondering if you were satisfied with the outcome of today's auction, Mister Penn." "Oh, it was pretty good. Would you happen to have a personal collection of yours for sale too, Mister Greg?" Greg chuckled at the question, turning around to look at Wilbur. "This is the one hobby I've never had. I've never sold a single item from my personal collection. I've never approved of keeping antiques around to resell them once the price goes up. To love something is to keep it by your side, forever." Wilbur smiled. Greg's attitude towards antiques gave Wilbur a pretty good impression. After all, one usually treated their friends the way they treated things they loved. A man who refused to monetize the things he loved for money must be a good friend, and Wilbur deemed him a friend worth having
Wilbur scowled as he watched Greg leave, disgust flaring up in his chest. Despite not wanting to meddle in the Jonan clan's affairs, they had come looking for him and Wilbur had no choice but to pray that Madam Marie would eventually reach out to him to talk about purchasing more items from her personal collection. At the same time, Demetra and Miyah were in the middle of dinner in a restaurant in Aidementon. Miyah glanced at the plane ticket in her hand, setting it down on the table before cutting a piece off her steak to eat. Despite the two of them having agreed not to discuss the flight, Miyah could not hold back her curiosity and asked, "Do I really need to leave? Aren't you powerful enough for me to stay by your side? Who are you going up against, anyway? Why are you so scared? I've never seen you like this before." Demetra, who had never been good at expressing his feelings, set down his fork coldly. "Do you really want to know?" "Yes, I do. We promised to be together fo
Demetra had failed to complete the mission Greensource Corp had given him, and thus there was no way he was getting out alive. Greensource Corp never gave second chances to anyone who failed. They had always operated this way. They gave people one chance, and those people who joined Greensource Corp would have no choice but to do as they were told or lose that only chance. There was only one consequence to losing your chance—death. Miyah finally understood the severity of the situation. Despite having lived in Cametra for twenty years, the real reason she could not bear to leave was not the country itself, but Demetra. Miyah wiped her tears away, her eyes red-rimmed as she said, "Leave with me, then. Let's leave Cametra forever and live somewhere else. Can we do that, Demetra?" Demetra shook his head. "That's no use. You know what Greensource Corp is capable of, don't you? The only way that might work at all is if you leave first. I'll stay until everything's settled and com
A normal person's reading would be around a hundred, and the number would drop with the intensity of their emotions. Most assassins who failed in their missions would be extremely emotional, and their readings would drop to below fifty. Greensource Corp had put in a great deal of effort into researching this and found that there was a wonderfully strange correlation between the human body and their emotions. If an assassin's emotions were at a reading of a hundred, they would be able to move with all of their power. Similarly, an assassin with an emotional reading of fifty would have their powers cut in half as a result. The watch was the Judge's best tool to assess an assassin's emotions. After all, an assassin would be easier to deal with if they were in a more emotional state. Greensource Corp had a perfect killing system with strict rules enforced in both internal and external cases that even people like Jeckle and Demetra would not be able to outsmart. They were merely
The man in the suit raised an eyebrow, walking towards the plume of smoke as he called out, "Demetra? Are you still there?" He spotted the sheath of Demetra's sword on the ground and gasped. Demetra emerged from the smoke, emitting a black miasma as his eyes were black as ink and he brandished his sword. "You motherf*cker." The man in the suit dropped the howitzer, grabbing the pistol at his waist and pointing it at Demetra. Yet just as he was about to pull the trigger, a black sword aura several meters long came whistling down from the heavens. It came into contact with the man in the suit, exploding his body into a spray of limbs and blood. "Argh!" Demetra let out a roar of fury, flicking his sword through the air as several sword auras struck the walls of the factory. They came crumbling down at once as the factory collapsed completely into a pile of rubble. The smoke slowly cleared, and Demetra stepped out of the debris slowly. The black miasma around him faded as he
There never was a case of the Judge of Greensource Corp being murdered before this. The Judges were considered peacekeepers of Greensource Corp, and their very existence was a symbol of the company's power and authority. No plan would work without any rules in order, and the murder of a Judge was considered humiliating to Greensource Corp. Demetra was clearly challenging the boundaries of the company here. Jeckle had been worried that Demetra might replace his position one day or the two of them might have to swap positions eventually and he would be under Demetra's control, but that was clearly never going to happen now. This was a huge matter that directly went against the rules of the company, and Greensource Corp sent over an order to Jeckle's computer at once. He took in the sight of the A-level missions appearing on the screen, with his lips slowly shifting into a grin. "Have you ever been in contact with an A-level assassin before, Avinki?" … It was a quiet night as
Demetra was indeed a powerful force, and Wilbur felt that he would not have been able to defeat him had it not been for the Light of Dragon. The power of destruction was far too powerful, one that anyone would fear. Wilbur could not help but feel worried for Demetra. After all, Greensource Corp was extremely powerful, and Demetra might not be able to escape his punishment. Upon second thought, Wilbur realized that this was what Demetra had chosen for himself. Demetra had joined Greensource Corp and should have known that this might happen. At around ten in the morning, Tina received a call from Madam Marie. After a brief chat, Tina came up to the attic and handed the phone to Wilbur. "Hello, Madam Marie. Is anything the matter?" Marie sounded like she was on the verge of tears. "My father's gotten worse, Mister Penn. he's finished the medicine we bought for him, and it's only gone up in price. The doctors said he needs to be operated on next week, or his life will be in da
Madam Marie blinked at him as if thinking about it. A pause later, she said, "Including my grandfather's collection, there are ten rooms' worth of antiques in this manor. If you don't mind, Mister Penn, I'd like to sell each room's collection for one billion dollars. Ten rooms would cost a total of ten billion dollars." "Ten billion?" Wilbur frowned, but Harold was quicker to speak up. "Madam Marie, Mister Albus said that the collections in the ten rooms were worth between thirty to fifty billion dollars… and that's the price range from ten years ago. After a decade, these antiques would surely be worth well over fifty billion dollars. You…" "Enough, Harold," Madam Marie said, looking at Harold with red-rimmed eyes. "You know how severe Dad's illness is. No one but Mister Penn is going to buy all these antiques in one go, and I need the money now. I can't wait any longer." "I'm sorry, Madam." Harold bowed in apology to Marie, retreating to the side wordlessly. Next to Wilbu
Faye was clad in a beautiful wedding dress, hardly needing any blusher for how red her cheeks looked. Wilbur was also looking dapper in a fine tuxedo, and the bride and groom went around toasting to their friends one by one. Both their parents were overjoyed, knowing that their children had finally ended up with someone so wonderful. Everyone else was also brimming with smiles, drinking up a storm as the night went on. These people were all friends or subordinates of Wilbur and wanted nothing more than the best for him and Faye. There was no wedding emcee, and the ceremony was extremely simple, but the atmosphere was incomparable as everyone was nothing but smiles. The reception lasted all the way until late into the night, and even the newlyweds' parents got a little tipsy. The banquet ended at last, and the guests ushered Wilbur and Faye into their new bedroom. The newlyweds sat down facing each other, locking eyes. Faye lowered her head bashfully, and Wilbur looked
It was evening on Sealake Island when Wilbur returned. He stood on the long bridge, overwhelmed with emotion as he let out a hint of his aura. The island grew abuzz at once, and a series of familiar figures fought their way into Wilbur's line of sight. Wilbur smiled, stepping onto the island slowly. His smile grew as he came to the square, taking in the sight of Faye, Elsa, Faron, Shepard, and many others. Everyone else stared back at him, unable to hide the emotion on their faces. It had been so long since they had seen Wilbur, and there was no way for them to reach him. Words could not describe how much they had worried about and missed him. "I thought you were never coming back, Wilbur." Faye was the first to speak. Wilbur walked up to her, taking her into his arms. "I'm sorry. It'll never happen again. Everything's over now, and I'll never leave you again." Faye's heart soared as she broke out into overjoyed sobs. Everyone else was nothing but joyous as well. Fo
Bahamut, being a reincarnation of Kaiser himself, came slithering toward Wilbur. They both turned into their human forms, and a fierce battle broke out once more. Kaiser channeled his energy into Bahamut's body, giving Bahamut the upper hand over time. At last, Bahamut severely wounded Wilbur with a blow of his sword, causing Wilbur to fall from mid-air. "Hahaha!" Kaiser appeared suddenly then, laughing loudly. "Nice work, Bahamut." "Thank you, Master." Bahamut retreated behind Kaiser, looking at him coldly. He whipped out a dagger from his sleeves all of a sudden, driving it deep into Kaiser. Kaiser flipped around sharply, grabbing Bahamut's wrist and glowering at him. "Have you lost your mind?" Just then, the Dark Lord's voice sounded from Bahamut's throat. "You've stopped me many times now, Kaiser Fern! There's no way in hell I'll let you become the ultimate elite!" A furious Kaiser reached out to grab Bahamut's head, sucking him into his body. An explosion sounded throu
Just then, the Cold Lord muttered a spell. A series of snowy mountains descended from above, one of them striking Wilbur and Augheimer as the Cold Lord cackled. "Haha! Is that all you've got?" As his words rang through the air, the snowy mountain exploded with a loud boom into countless icy fragments to reveal Wilbur and Augheimer, standing tall and completely unaffected. "What?" "These imbeciles!" the Flame God shouted. The air around turned into a sea of flames at once, burning away relentlessly, but they vanished as soon as they came in contact with Wilbur and Augheimer's defense barriers. The Earth God shouted, "I'll settle this!" He muttered a spell, and the ground cracked open as Wilbur and Augheimer fell into a bottomless abyss. The Earth God smirked, and the crack began to close up. Yet just a few seconds later, the ground exploded as Wilbur and Augheimer flew back up. The Tornado God cast a spell to bring about a fierce gust of wind filled with countless razor-sh
The next second, Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade made a gash in the air. The two men then wove through the gash, making their way to the lower dimensions from the upper dimensions and returning to Earth. The gash closed itself up, and a powerful wave of black miasma surged into the oceans from the heavens. It cleared up within a few minutes, and Earth was turned into a dark space. Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!" The Blood God laughed loudly. "I guess the universe dimensions aren't all
Hailey and Kayleen ducked out of the way before the pillars of light reached them, darting up to Sade at the last second as Hailey drove her sword into him at the same time Kayleen did the same with her spear. Hailey glowered at Sade. "You're the one who's really despicable here, Sade. Say goodbye to the world forever!" "Arghhhh!" Sade's body exploded in a flash of white light, disappearing out of sight. Hailey and Kayleen both got down on one knee. "At your service, Masters." Just then, Wilbur and Augheimer looked at the two ladies at the same time. Augheimer said, "At ease. You can both go back now, your work here is done." "Yes, Master." Hailey and Kayleen disappeared the next second. Just then, a fierce wind rolled over as a pillar of white light descended from the heavens as Odysseus appeared in front of the two men. "Wilbur Penn and Augheimer. I’ve finally found you. Tell me where the dimension guardians are, and hand them over!" A gleeful Odysseus reached out t
Sade threw his head back, laughing loudly. "No one has the right to replace me, no one! I'm the real dimensional guardian, the leader of the galaxy!" Just then, two figures appeared in the sky. They were Hailey and Kayleen, two of the other dimensional guardians. Hailey was holding a long sword as she scowled at Sade below her. "You went against the rules of the universe and changed its functions, Sade. And now you've killed Wilbur Penn, the cultivator who was supposed to replace you. For that, Kayleen and I are going to kill you today." Sade smirked at those words, not looking shocked at all. "I knew you two would never let me go for killing Wilbur. But he's already dead, and I still need to maintain order in the universe as a dimensional guardian. Even though you two may hate me, you can't kill me or you'd be going against the rules of the universe too, and have to be sentenced by Mister Richardson. Trust me, you won't end up in much better of a state than I'm in." Just then
Augheimer asked out of confusion, "What? To the upper dimension? All of a sudden?" Wilbur looked flustered, he replied, "There's no time to explain. Odysseus will be here in a while, and we won't be able to escape." Sade looked at Wilbur. He told Augheimer, "He's right. Believe him. Why would your close friend lie to you?" "That's right. He's a dimensional guardian, Sade. I begged Sade to go back in time here. Hurry up and come with me, Augheimer!" "Thanks, but if we're leaving, we should at least go to Buck Town and meet Felix one last time, right?" asked Augheimer. Wilbur looked at Augheimer in the eyes, there was a sense of familiarity that welled up all of a sudden. Wilbur instantly realized Augheimer had a secret in Buck Town, and perhaps it was very important to Augheimer. He helplessly nodded and replied, "Alright, we'll go to Buck Town first." Then, the three of them came to Buck Town through a transportation array. Augheimer grabbed Wilbur and ran. He said, "Run! F
"Damn it! Your second wish was supposed to be mine!" yelled Odysseus. Odysseus once captured a dimensional guardian's servant by chance, and he used him as leverage to obtain his final two wishes. His first wish was for Sade to guide him to the most powerful power of light spell. His second wish was for Sade to lead him to the Death Scepter. Odysseus mastered the power of two types of laws, the power of light and the power of death. He quickly grasped the intricacies of the power of death due to his unique talent. Odysseus wielded the might of both supreme spells with the Death Scepter and the most powerful power of light spell. Therefore, Odysseus gained immense confidence. His capabilities far surpassed most upper dimension cultivators, but he remained in the middle dimension. His desire was to once again capture a second dimensional guardian servant. Odysseus planned to acquire the Death Cloak by obtaining the servant's wish. Ultimately, he would combine the Death Cloak, D