Wilbur was not sure how Kyra knew so much, but he was thankful enough that she was not an enemy of his yet. Kyra seemed to care about Tina deeply. What could she be trying to do by revealing all this information to him? Wilbur and Tina returned to the attic, where they turned off the lights and spent the rest of the night skin-to-skin. It was almost dawn when Tina lay on Wilbur's chest and whispered, "Don't leave me again, Wilbur. Once Greensource Corp's crimes have been exposed, I'll go back to live in Dasha with you." Wilbur's gaze flashed at once, and he finally understood Kyra's intentions. Since Cametra was under the control of the Green Leaf Faction and the Scarlet Leaf Faction, Greensource Corp's actions must have drawn the attention of the Scarlet Leaf Faction. Kyra had not joined Greensource Corp, but she was probably a member of the Scarlet Leaf Faction. The Scarlet Leaf Faction had all the important information on Greensource Corp, and they might team up with foreign f
Spirit energy was the source of one's life, and what kept a person's body alive. If a person's spirit energy were to weaken, their internal systems would be affected too. This was the reason why some people went into shock upon hearing bad news and aged rapidly in the days after that. Wilbur activated his Iris Veritas and was able to see a spider web forged of black miasma inside of Albus' body. There was even a spider about the size of a fist on the web. The spider seemed strange to Wilbur. It was black in color but radiated a white glow. That probably meant that the spider was a combination of the power of destruction and the power of the light. The spider was capable of feeding on Albus' spirit energy, causing its power of destruction to grow stronger. Then, the spider would feed on the power of destruction to convert it into the power of the light. With the spider growing from continuing to feed on Albus' spirit energy, Albus' condition would rapidly deteriorate. That was
"Indeed," Greg nodded. "But this guy refuses to budge, and I think it might be difficult to get the gloves from him if we don't go about it differently." "How do you think we should go about it, then?" "From what I know, Wilbur Penn is currently staying in Aidementon at a house that belongs to a lady named Tina. She's dating him. Maybe we could kidnap her and force Wilbur to hand the gloves over." Walton frowned, before saying, "We'll go with that. Remember, don't spare Wilbur or Tina before we get the gloves." "Got it. But Wilbur's a cultivator, and I don't think I'm skilled enough to defeat him." "What? Aren't you at mid Ambience level? Are you saying you can't beat Wilbur with your skills?" "That's exactly what I'm saying. From the way I see it, we should lead Wilbur to the underground maze and have the Holy One kill him. That way, we'll have a shot at taking the both of them out if they go at each other too hard." "I guess Greensource Corp hasn't replied to us, then?"
"Alright." Tina swallowed the lump in her throat as she said, "I'll do whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt my mother." The masked man held the dagger to Tina's back as he forced her towards the main door. Just as they were about to get there, Tina darted to the side in one swift move. The masked man cursed, reaching out to stab her with the dagger. Just then, a flying kick knocked the dagger out of the masked man's grasp. Demetra jumped in front of the man, grabbing the mask off his face and smirking at who it was. "Hello, Mister Greg Jonan." "You!" Greg had never met Demetra but panicked at being exposed all the same. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" "I see that you're a cultivator too. This is a matter of the Jonan family, and it's best that you stay out of it. If you leave now, I'm willing to pretend nothing happened. How about making a friend out of me, eh?" Dametra barked out a laugh. He stood in front of Tina, saying, "You came looking for Tina bec
Wilbur rushed back to Aidementon, where Tina flew into Wilbur's arms in a teary embrace before telling him everything that happened. Wilbur nodded. "I see. It seems like the Jonans have not given up looking for those gloves yet. Get ready, there will be more elites coming." The power of destruction and the power of light were two forces that were not known by many, and even most cultivators did not know about them. The gloves forged out of meteorite contained the power of the light, and these people must know about it with how hard they were looking for the gloves. The Holy One was capable of controlling both the power of light and the power of destruction, which must have meant that he was a powerful opponent as well. Half an hour later, a powerful wave of spiritual energy appeared. Wilbur stood on the balcony, watching the door. It was not long before a bald man in black robes and fiery red eyebrows emerged, walking towards the balcony. "You must be Wilbur Penn." Wilbur
Wilbur sensed the powerful wave of spiritual energy in the Holy One and furrowed his brows. "You're at the Emperor level. I didn't expect that." The Holy One smirked. "There's a lot more you don't know about this world. I'd advise you to hand the holy weapon over before I get angry, or I promise you I'll keep my word and kill everyone in this building." Wilbur was not scared of the threat in the slightest, but he remained calm. "From what I know, Walton's been pretty good to you. He treats you like a god of the Jonan family, but you killed him just like that. It doesn't seem like you'll let me or the people in this building go, even if I do hand the holy weapon over." The Holy One's gaze flashed with disgust. He felt like Wilbur was nothing but weak, someone who hardly had the right to discuss any conditions with him. He had to get the holy weapon back, and this guy, along with everyone in this building had to die! The Holy One said, "No, you're not the same as Walton. Walton
The Holy One let off a brilliant white glow, tapping the tips of his toes against the ground before bursting out and charging toward Wilbur in a mad sprint. "You're going to die!" Wilbur put his palms together, shouting, "Earth-type Defense Skills: Earth Wall!" As the words rang through the air, three thick walls made of soil rose up from the ground. The Holy One cried out in shock, before headbutting through all three walls and continuing to charge at Wilbur. "I want you to die!" the Holy One shouted in fury, swiping at the air. A scepter made of spiritual energy appeared in his grasp, and he spun it around before swinging it in Wilbur's direction. Wilbur turned his right hand over. The thunder cleaver appeared, and Wilbur raised it above his head against the attack of the scepter. Both weapons collided with a mighty clang, and Wilbur's thunder cleaver shattered onto the ground in pieces. The Holy One smirked. "Anything and everything are powerless in the face of the power
Two powerful waves of power of the light collided. The Shield of Light exploded, and a powerful wave of energy sent both men flying over ten meters backward. The Holy One's chest heaved as he eyed the gloves Wilbur was wearing. "You bastard, you would have died just now if you hadn't had the holy weapon!" Wilbur looked down at the gloves. "Thanks for the reminder. I'm not giving these gloves to you, though. You can give up on that." Wilbur had said that to provoke the Holy One on purpose. Despite the fact that the punch just now had used up most of Wilbur's power of the light he had, it was not enough to withstand the Holy One's attack. Now that the power of the light in his body had reached its limits, Wilbur had to get rid of it as soon as possible or his internal system would be knocked askew. That was why Wilbur had provoked the Holy One. He wanted the Holy One to get angry, and sure enough, he was fuming. "I'll kill you if it's the last thing I do, Wilbur Penn!" The ne