Chapter 97 PHA President & Poison Lord

Chapter 97 PHA President & Poison Lord

Inside the headquarters of PHA, within the room of the president's office, Owen is talking to the president, Viel Loska, a peak 3rd level aura master and 7th circle wind magician. Viel has short mint hair, and he is wearing a black coat, white sleeves, and black pants.

"We haven't found him yet. It seems he does not want to meet us yet, but he is someone who is willing to help once a crisis occurs. The intelligence that we got probably came from him. We know that there is a threat outside of Earth, but the 8th circle did not specifically say what it is. Now we know that they are called Alkars, the force behind the invasions of various worlds. The intelligence even said that there is a soul crystal that gives their minions a power that can swallow beings. According to Red-haired, the ogre said that the power could increase their strength faster than a normal cultivation." Owen reported.

Viel's face turned serious. He grips his fists hard. Not all hyperbeings that passed the trial could get a meditation technique that has complete details until the 8th circle. All hyperbeings that entered the gate of inheritance, including those that failed, got a meditation and aura technique. Viel only has a meditation technique that has complete details until the 7th circle. Before he could make a move to learn a meditation technique with the 8th circle, the trial automatically ended.

"Three years ago, the first 8th circle appeared in the world in the USA, Michael of Sun Guild. He mentioned that there is a threat outside of Earth, and he suddenly has advanced knowledge and technology. As more 8th circle or demigods appear, we got more information. The 8th circle or demigod got the ability to go out of Earth. They got advanced knowledge and technology outside of Earth.

The dimensional lock, space storage, universal language, contract of promise, powerful magic skills, and more all came outside of Earth. They could even get another 8th circle meditation technique if they wanted to, but they said it cannot be bought with money and they don't need it. Our government is negotiating with another country to get an 8th circle meditation technique, but the negotiation is still ongoing. No country will easily give up its advantage. Reaching the 8th circle brings so much advantage." Viel sighs for his and the country's current predicament.

"Sir, red-haired people might have an eight-circle meditation technique," said Owen.

Viel shook his head.

"There are only a few people in the world who were able to get that in the trial. We are not even sure that he really took a trial. There are families in our country that could cultivate a genius like that. There is even a possibility that he is a foreigner. Don't try to look for him. He should have a reason why he does not want to meet us. We can't make him feel wary of us. It is enough that he is willing to help," said Viel.

Owen nodded when he heard the order from Viel.

Palawan Island, an island that became an autonomous region because of Poison Lord and the support of Death Guild.

On the island, there is a famous city worldwide, Puerto Princesa City. There are tall buildings and a huge coliseum. The tall buildings are high-end hotels. Not far from the hotels are bars and casinos. The hotels could see the beautiful beaches and blue sea. There is an iconic tall building near the beach. It has the crest of a green viper and the capital letters PG. It's the headquarters of the Poison Guild. The city became famous because of the coliseum, beautiful beaches, and hidden sins behind the prosperous scene of the city. The coliseum is an arena where hyperbeings are currently fighting. The arena is surrounded by a magic shield. There are many foreigners in the audience. The audience screams and cheers. Their cheers are heard even at a distance from the coliseum. The coliseum is called Monark Coliseum.

In the city, there is a huge mansion with a big yard. Hyperbeings with armor are patrolling everywhere. There are big red dogs with two heads being ridden by hyperbeings. The gate of the mansion is black with a crest of green viper. It is the mansion of Poison Lord.

Within a room in the mansion, a man is lying on the ground with injuries. His hands are chained with a magic chain behind his back. A fierce-looking man is stepping his boot on the head of the man lying on the ground. Not far from them is a burly, bald man comfortably sitting on a chair. He has a green goatee. He is wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt, white shorts, and a slipper.

Vistal, the fierce man, kicked the body of the man.

"Acck!" The man coughed out blood.

"Hahahaha, you secret agents of the PHA are really stupid. Why would you sacrifice yourself for ordinary humans?" asked the bald man.

The severely injured man chuckles.

"Poison Lord, we both know that ordinary humans could become powerful. They just need an opportunity to learn." The injured man smiles after saying this. He has a reminiscent look on his face. He remembers the face of a young man who is unwilling to give up. The young man has great potential. The young man bears a resemblance to his younger brother, who passed away. He is worth saving in exchange for his life.

"Hahahaha, you think they will have an opportunity?! All those that you saved will not get out of this island. The sea has ferocious magic beasts. They will die before reaching another island. My guild will hunt for them, and they will play in the underground arena. The beasts will chase them, and you will watch as they slowly die!" Poison Lord shouted with a playful look on his face.

Vistal also laughs.

The injured man smiles.

"That young lad is quite cunning. Poison Lord, as long as he escapes, he'll be your nightmare later," thought the injured man.

"Poison Lord, or should I call you Toto?" asked the injured man.

The face of Poison Lord changed even Vistal. Sweat appears on the forehead of Vistal. nOvε-lB-In

"Toto, you were just a lowly street gangster that needed to please your boss every day. I heard that you pissed your pants and even needed to slap yourself when you angered your boss." said the injured man.

More sweat appears on the forehead of Vistal. He cannot see the expression of?Poison Lord, who lowered his head, but he can feel the huge killing intent brewing from his boss. He stares at the man, full of anger. They might get implicated because of the anger of their boss. Poison Lord does not like being called by his former name, as it reminds him of his lowly and shameful past.

Green fog starts to spread from Poison Lord.

"HOW DARE YOU!!" shouted Vistal. He covers his right foot with aura, intending to kick the head of the man.

"Stop, Vistal," calmly ordered by Poison Lord. He stood up from his seat and walks calmly.

Boom! "Acck!" Poison Lord's right hand slammed the head of the man on the floor. His body is clad with aura. A crack appeared on the floor where the head hit. The face of?Poison Lord looks so hideous. His eyes are full of killing intent.

Poison Lord grabbed the hair of the man and raised him up. The head of the man is bleeding very much. His left eye is close, as?blood is flowing over it. Poison Lord brings the face of the man close to him. His eyes are very fierce.

"You know, that boss of mine who humiliated and toyed me in the past lasted for two years. I expect you to last longer as healing magic and potion are continuously improving. I will let you experience hell every day!"Poison Lord fiercely said.

Green vipers rise around Poison Lord. Two green vipers surrounded the injured man's body. They open their mouths with sharp fangs.

The injured man smiles as he looks at Poison Lord, whose face looks very fierce. The poison that he took started working on his heart. Poison Lord becomes more angry as he sees the injured man smiling. The vipers squeeze the body of the man. A sound of breaking bones appears.

"Oswal, take care." last thought of the man. His heart stopped beating. The luster in his eyes disappeared.

In a restricted area on Palawan Island, a young man is hiding himself under the dried leaves. He suddenly felt something, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of Puerto Princesa City with worry.

"Mr. Simon, please hold on. I will look for help to save you. I will keep my promise. I will gain enough strength to smash that poison lord into pieces." thought Oswal.

Poison Lord stares blankly at the body of Simon.

"He's dead?"Poison Lord asked blankly. His face suddenly filled with so much anger.

Bang! He releases a lot of aura. Green vipers, demons, and ferocious creatures are flying everywhere. Green fog increases in the room. There are strong blows of wind blowing away the tables and chairs. Vistal immediately took an antidote. His face is full of sweat.

"Why the fuck is he dead?!! Why?!!" Poison Lord smashed the head to the floor, then he repeatedly kicked it. His anger did not subside.

He looked at Vistal and gave an order.

"Look for the people that escaped! Let them bear my anger in place of this piece of shit! Let them taste the anger of Poison Lord!"