Primordial Soul's Rebirth

Chapter CHAPTER 403 - No use trying to be peaceful.

elves, the ones with the highest number and the highest potential (except a few rare races, of course) when it came to magic, were the ones who technically ruled the black tortoise empire.

they were fair and just, and they never showed any partiality toward anyone and treated everyone, at least in their empire, with respect. or so was what people who were not from this empire thought.

it was true that elves were a race with virtuous hearts, and they couldn’t stand injustice, but that was before they met humans. once the black tortoise empire took in the humans, letting them all live with them, the peaceful races of the empire started to change.

they started awakening the traits of humans. they awakened arrogance, greed, lust, and many other things, changing their own nature, and that was something that remained within them now, years after the humans were kicked out of the empire.

the elves, being the ones who were the ones affected most by the human tendencies, turned into something they never were.

they started slave trading—the thing they used to abhor. not all of the elves were like that, after all, but there were those who were, and the others just ignored that.

those elves—the ones who were no better than humans in nature—would do all kinds of stuff, and vaelith, who was one of those types of elves, had been seen doing many unknightly things, but as he was an imperial knight, no one said anything to him.

one of those was that he couldn’t control himself when he saw an inferior being with beauty—everyone knew about this. for him, any being that wasn’t an elf was inferior, excluding the dragons, of course.

he would pick those inferior girls and play with them till they died. he wouldn’t touch them or have sex with them; that was below him to do it. they were inferior races, not someone he would take pleasure in fucking.

the only pleasure they could give him was screaming as he tortured and broke them by different methods.

he lusted for their screams and not their moans. that was why, whenever a slave trader, who was a dwarf most of the time since only they dealt with the trades in the black tortoise empire, had to deliver the slaves inside the imperial capital, they would wait for vaelith’s shift to end.

that was what that dwarf was doing today as well, enjoying some food at a particular inn that he stayed at every time, showing off his new merchandise to his other friends, laughing, and telling them about the fortune he was going to earn this time as he had some really high-quality products this time.

what that dwarf didn’t know was that there were a bunch of ears that were listening to that conversation as well. it was, of course, alex and his group who happened to see this dwarf being so proud of what he was doing.

no one could blame him, though. most of the dwarfs only cared about profits, no matter what they had to do, so it was no surprise that he was happy about it.

but this gave alex a chance to get a free pass for the capital.

he was only looking for a pass in the first place because of emberlyn.

"we shouldn’t break in there. we are here to meet her, not fight with her; i want to take things peacefully."

a wooshing sound of something zooming through the air was heard before a slash made of a dark red mass of energy moved toward vaelith at a speed he couldn’t even perceive, cutting off his right arm before the red energy slowly started to eat away the guy’s shoulder.

as the light slowly started to dim down, vaelith finally realized what had happened. feeling the mind-numbing pain in his right shoulder, he kneeled on the ground.

"arggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

a beastly roar felled with nothing but agony left his throat, sending shivers down everyone’s spine, but their eyes soon peeled off the imperial knight, moving toward the one responsible for the situation of a legendary-leveled being.

*step**step*...

the shine was still there, but it was slowing going down as his long legs could be clearly seen by now, moving toward vaelith, who was letting out guttural roars, clutching his shoulder, only to have his eyes almost pop out of the sockets as his palm of the left hand also started to disintegrate.

"w-what the hell?! gaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

the intensity of his pain and the volume of his scream only increased, but the people in the surroundings were frozen as alex’s face finally came into their view.

most were awed, some stunned, but there was one who was horrified the moment he saw alex’s face. it was thranduil, the other imperial knight. he knew exactly who alex was. enjoy exclusive content from empire

’t-the demon lord!’

thranduil exclaimed in shock and disbelief, his mind getting rilled up thinking about what the demon lord would want from the imperial capital and...

’how the hell did he come this deep in the first place?!’

alex, on the other hand, oblivious to thranduil’s thought process, stood right in front of vaelith, who, upon finding someone’s shoe in his line of sight, gritted his teeth, still roaring in pain, glaring at whoever it was, only to have his mind go blank the moment he saw alex.

’t-the demon lord...’

even with all the pain that made it hard for him to even think of anything, he still had that thought pass through his head as he saw alex staring down at him with a smile.

"how do you feel being disintegrated slowly as each one of your cells feels like their being burned with the hottest fire you could think of?"

with a friendly smile plastered on his face, alex bent down a bit, staring into vaelith’s pain-filled eyes, intentionally slowing down the speed of destruction energy devouring his body, wanting to give him the most pain possible.