Chapter 170: Snake God

Allen wanted to laugh at the revelation. If only all of these people know who they are serving, they would swoon and beg for his mercy. They were screaming at him now, trying to put him in what they think is his place.

Jeremy looked at him, a quirky smirk was on the man's lips. Allen only rolled his eyes and shook his head, trying not to laugh. "Let them."

"And what are you whispering now?" Genesis growled. "Are you trying to plot against us?"

"We're just thinking how we would definitely defeat Barandilla without your help," Allen said. "You guys make almost half of the board officials, you say? Well, I would like to formally say to you that I will destroy the board of officials myself. You're the ones who are trying to make life harder for poor Hunters, after all."

"It's not our fault that they are lazy and incompetent," Dana said. "We're only aiming to support the strong ones, the ones who are clear to strive."

"Ugh," Allen grunted. "I hate business people. But it's your fault that they ended up like that, you neglected them."

Genesis slammed his hands on the desk and stood. He pointed at Allen and growled, "You don't know what you're doing. This is a big mistake that you will regret in the future."

"I'll let my future self handle it then," Allen grinned. "Also, you're not the Snake Society. The Snake does not allow such people to be in his command. Jax, let us out. We'll go now."

Jax was about to do as Allen asked for when Genesis stopped his son from doing it. "No. Call the arms. Kill them."

Allen smirked after hearing the command. He sighed and closed his eyes as a door opened and several Hunters came inside. "So, that's where the exit is."

The Hunters surrounded them. There were at least fifteen of these Hunters and they had their guards raised, showing killing intent.

"Kill them," Genesis ordered. "We'll make our own champion. One who had hunted the Hunter that defeated Fantasia."

The Hunters tried to attack but Allen was already one step ahead of them. He vanished into thin air along with his friends except for Gary who slammed his foot on the floor and sighed. "Time to shoot."

The man equipped his shotgun from his back, shooting the Hunters that tried to approach him. Gwen, Jeremy, and all three of Allen's bodies appeared behind the Hunters, attacking them all one by one.

"What's happening?" Genesis gasped. "There's only half of them. How could you get beaten like this?"

"That's mainly because I focus on quality," Allen said from behind the board officials. He walked out of the darkness and showed them his diamond sword. "You just focus on how many people you're going to send up, but you're not thinking on how these people would survive there.

"From my weeks here in Paradise, I saw a huge gap between the levels of the beasts here and the ones in Haven," Allen continued. "I can't imagine how much stronger the beasts in Eternity is, and then you're just going to send Hunters who can't really do anything about it."

Allen slammed his hand on the table and showed everyone his snake eyes. "I really didn't want to do this, but it seems like I have no other choice. I already have half of the higher ups."

"Y-You're…" Dana trailed off. "The Snake?!"

All nine people who were on the desk kneeled in front of Allen. Just a moment ago, they were screaming at him and now they think he's some sort of god. They lowered their heads to the ground while kneeling, begging for Allen's mercy.

"Aww," Allen chuckled. "You're all so cute. But it wasn't a problem for me. My allies and I can just do well on our own."

Genesis looked up when he realized that the Hunters who were fighting Allen's allies became silent. Then he saw the people he sent lay lifelessly on the ground. His entire body shook in fear as he slowly turned back to see Allen who was smirking at him.

"They're intense, huh?" Allen chuckled. "From now on, I'll be the ones who decide and you're not going anything to do about it."

"W-What do you want us to do, sir?" Gebesis asked. "You're the ones who rule us now."

"Disband," Allen said, making their eyes widen. "Either that or create new programs for the weaker Hunters. I don't want you to leave people behind. Give them one more chance."

"But that will require much more cost, sir," a man said. He was a chairman of one of the most prominent oil companies in Earth. In the Middle East where he was born and raised, when the business started to fall, he raised the industry from the ground.

"Prince Khaleed," Allen said. "I know money is tough for you and your billions of dollars, so could you please spare some of those for the poor?"

Khaled had no choice. He couldn't help but look away, shamed by the person they were worshipping. "I'm sorry, sir."

"Also," Allen hummed. "I allow you to continue this fanatic group of yours, but you have to keep my identity a secret. One wrong spill and I will immediately end every single one of you."

"Y-Yes sir," Genesis responded. They all kneeled again and let Allen walk back to his friends. "Jax, send them back. Mr. Dante, I will prepare the biggest suite for you. When you come back to the camp, everything is prepared."

"Okay," Allen said. "Until then, I'll see you around."

Jax sent them back into the field of grass. The man looked at Allen, seemingly having something to say to the man but he couldn't do so.

"What is it?" Allen asked, turning to Jax with a flat expression. "You have something to say. Tell me."

"It was odd," Jax said. "I meant how you revealed yourself to those people. It was odd."

Allen pursed his lips and looked at Jax. "Why did you think that it was odd?"

"You're…" Jax trialed off. "I don't know why it was necessary for you when you decided to reveal your identity when you were hesistant the whole time. It was as if you decided to do it out of the blue."

Allen raised his arm and pointed on the hair there. "See this? Most of my life is dictated by these strands of hair. They are the ones who can decide what I can and what I should do and not do."

"Odd," Jax bowed. "If you'll excuse me, Mr. Reed, I will go now. Your unit in Saint Halley's Hotel is already prepared. Please come and tell them the code, 'Beginning, middle, and end'. The staff knows what to do after."

Without saying any more words, Jax sunk into his portal. Allen watched the man disappear from his sight, smirking as he turned to his friends who wore curious faces.

"What now?" Allen asked. "Well, I did not plan on doing it but since my instincts kicked in, I had no choice but to do it."

"You heavily rely on your instincts," Gwen said. "Is that going to be a problem in the future?"

Allen laughed lightly. He crossed his arms and smirked, "My terribly accurate instincts got us where we got now. It was the one who ruled over me when I was just starting and now it's deciding what to do next."

"What does it want to do next?" Jeremy asked to which Allen answered with a shrug.

"I don't know," Allen chuckled and walked first back to camp. His friends sighed and had no other choice but to follow him. He was their leader after all.

Back in the camp, Allen arrived at the biggest hotel. The staff and all the other clients were mostly looking at them with odd looks, judging them based on the rumors that they heard.

"Sir," a guard stood in front of Allen. "You are not allowed in this establishment. We don't want to deal with your business."

"Beginning, middle, and end," Allen said, making the guard's eyes widen. "Are you okay now? Are we clear? I want to rest in a bed."

"Right away sir," the guard said. Just when everyone thought that the guard would escort them out, the guard led them to the front desk.

This shocked every single person in the lobby. Some of them even approach Allen and his friends to talk to them.

"They know the code," the guard said to the front desk woman. She immediately nodded and pressed a green button under her desk.

"Mister Dante Reed," the woman handed Allen a key card. "Welcome to Saint Halley's Hotel, were here to serve you as our VVIP client. Please, follow me."

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"How did you trust them that easily," Jax asked his father while they drank tea in their mansion's living room. "He could be well just a normal Hunter who's stronger than most. So, why?"

"That's because when I stared into his eyes…" Genesis trailed off. "I felt like a small mouse that's in front of a snake's large open mouth. Never in my life had I felt such inferiority. It's no doubt, son. He is the Snake. He is our god."