Alex glanced at Nightingale.
He’d actually known of her presence earlier but decided to ignore her. A woman who’d awakened the remaining abilities of her ancestors wasn’t worthy of his attention.
“Where’s my mom, Ynes, the Mystic Maiden?” Alex asked Pigsy.
“They’re at Mount Dragon-Tiger, with the Flying Eagles.”
Alex nodded. “Lead the way.”
“Sure thing, boss. Who would’ve known you’d become so powerful after being away for six months. Who cares how ancient those six sects are? We’ll attack them one by one and turn their world upside down. Let’s kill every single one of them.”
Pigsy’s words were filled with hatred. This period had been too depressing for him, especially when he had almost died three months ago.
Alex looked at Rockefeller Manor, his eyes glinting.
Whoosh!
Pigsy enlarged itself until it was ten meters tall and allowed Alex and Luna to climb onto its back. At that moment, the formation that Alex had set in front of Rockefeller Manor burst with bright light. Someone had triggered the formation and blocked the exits.
Alex’s eyes lit up as the corners of his mouth turned upwards. It was then that a man spoke from inside of the manor.
“You kill members of our sect, yet you plan to just leave like that? Aren’t you underestimating us a little too much?”
“Hmm, you look exactly like this guy I’m sitting on right now. Why don’t you come over and become my ride…”
Pigsy mumbled. “Hey, I disagree. How do we look alike? That lowly animal isn’t worthy of being compared to me.”
As young master of a sect, Jaiden lived in a closed environment for his whole life. He was used to being at the top of the food chain, and no one dared to reproach him in any way. He couldn’t understand Luna’s use of ‘missy’, but he heard the remaining words very clearly, making him extremely infuriated.
“You refused the easy way out, lady. Don’t regret it!”
Just then, Nightingale suddenly shouted, “Careful sir! This Rockefeller guy hits with an extremely powerful ice attack. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. Your subordinates were all frozen instantly. Look at the few over here… I wonder if they’re still alive.”
Nightingale pointed to the frozen men as she talked. She had decided to do so, wanting to pick a side.
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