Chapter 2112 The Devil Draws Out The Underworld

Chapter 2112 The Devil Draws Out The Underworld

In a dark secluded underground chamber sat a man. He was clad in a baggy clothes that covered every inch of his skin. He wore a Sage-level mask that covered his face.

A Sage.

Yet, one would never guess looking it looking at him.

The reason for it was quite simple.

He concealed his power.

He concealed his aura.

He concealed the sheer magnitude of his existence.

He concealed all of it.

For he was afraid. He feared his peers and, well, everybody.

He feared Martial Sages because they possessed the power to kill him. He even feared Martial Masters in fear of them breaking through to the Sage Realm and then gaining the power to kill him.

That was why he ran away from the world and concealed himself in the darkness. He feared them all. It was also why the Underworld managed to gain so much power and entrench itself well into the Kandrian Empire.

Today, too, he concealed himself in fear in his personal base.

It brought him comfort.

Normally, that was.

Today, he was unable to calm down.

He wasn't sure what it was.

But his nerves tingled, leaving him on edge.

Perhaps the only way that he hadn't taken action yet was because he had experienced this many times. His paranoia was strong, after all. He had learned that the best way was to simply sit tight and wait it out until he calmed down.

Unfortunately, the peril he felt this time was entirely real.

RUMBLE

The world bent under the sheer weight of four Sage-level auras. Heaven and Earth screamed as the magnitude of their beings tore them apart.

He shivered as his eyes widened with horror as he recognized one of them.

The man he feared the most in this whole wide world.

"Damian...!"

BOOM...!

"Your Materia Prima is shitty." Sage Damian grinned maniacally. "I'm going to eat you alive, maggot."

Pure horror erupted from the depths of Sage Aggragor's eyes.

Sage Damian was a man who did not threaten for the sake of threatening.

When he made threats, he made promises.

He was going to literally eat him alive.

"No! Stop!" The man cried. "I'll give you anything!"

"Just what can a sniveling worm like you give me?" Sage Damian's malevolent grin grew wider. "You're too weak to give me the one thing I came here for, a good fight. A pathetic Martial Artist like you would be better off becoming nourishment. I have always wanted to eat a Martial Sage from head to toe."

Sage Aggragor grew dizzy with horror. "I-I'll destroy the Kandrian Empire if you don't let me go!"

Yet, the terror he experienced only grew as Damian smile intensified in its malice.

"Be my guest."

Sage Aggragor's eyes widened with horror. "Monster...!"

Suddenly, four more Sage-level auras appeared.

"DAMIAN!" Sage Glacken roared. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"You should have invited me if you're going to steal him." The Hugging Hegemon glared at him.

"This is why I hate the Fire Sect." The Flickering Elder grumbled.

"You animal." The Whispering Widower hissed at him.

"Tsk." Sage Damian tutted lazily. "A bunch of tardy party poopers."

"We are not tardy!" Sage Glacken glared at him. "In fact, you're not even supposed to be on this operation! Rael commissioned the four of us!"

Sage Damian grinned at him. "Fuck him and fuck you too."

"Haven't you toyed with him enough already?" the Flickering Elder narrowed her eyes. "Release him to our custody. The Emperor of Harmony will decide what to do with him."

"I was going to eat him alive, but..." Sage Damian heaved a sigh. "I've lost my appetite. You lot can have this disgraceful loser."

Sage Damian tossed the Underworld Sage like a rag doll to the four of them, who promptly hid behind them in fear.

"Tsk, my mood is spoiled." Sage Damian tutted with displeasure. "Tell Rael to hurry up with war. My patience is running thin."

With that, he took his leave, heading away.

"He's as much of a monster as ever...!" Sage Aggragor whimpered. "And you lot wonder why I ran away to Underworld. It's because of that monster...!"

The four of them shifted their gaze to their old colleague with a judgmental gaze. "Whatever you guys do, just make sure I don't end up in his hands!"

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