Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 437: Conversation As An Equal...

Chapter 437: Conversation As An Equal...

Chapter 437: Conversation As An Equal…

BOOOOOOOOOOOM

Instantly, the powerful red light reached a completely new level as even the three Giarans found themselves shutting their eyes from the numbing light, yet they all couldn’t help but forcefully snap it open as they witnessed a sight that they had only heard of and never witnessed before.

“8th candlelight. He has a bloodline of 80% purity!” Roaryie roared out in disbelief as a mocking grin lined Zera’s lips.

‘That’s enough system…’ Zeras ordered and the ninth candle light which had already sparked flames on it immediately cooled down.

“Immediately, Zeras flung the candle back to D’arvey as the coils on it immediately switched off leaving nothing but remnants of smoke in the candle and three Giarans who still had their jaws sagging on the ground.

And slowly Zeras turned his attention back to Roaryie as an evil grin appeared on his face.

“So why are you still standing, I remembered you have something to do, don’t you?” Zeras asked as he saw Roaryie whose eyes flashed in embarrassment when the other Giarans looked at him with disapproving gazes.

But who was Roaryie?

“Hmph, the deal was if you lit up the 7th candle. You lit up the 8 and didn’t stop at the 7th. That makes the deal invalid…” Roarie replied as Zeras snorted with incredible disdain.

“Tch, I expected nothing less from trash like you…” He replied, but this time, Roaryie could only use his thick skin and withstand the abuse.

“So, you have seen that I meet the purity criteria right? And according to your words, I might just be the 11th person to light up the 8th candle through your Common Upper realm race. It seems to me, somebody was looking for silver only to find a diamond…” Zeras commented as he sat down on his seat, even though the three Giarans were standing just a few centimeters before him.

Zeras wasn’t scared. He knew well how desperate the Giarans were for one with a 70% bloodline purity. That he could tell from the exchange that unfolded just a few minutes ago, about them having to kill all the humans not being a saintly thing.

In truth the Giarans weren’t some sort of psychopathic race that wanted nothing but bloodshed, all they wanted was a person who met their requirements to patriciate in the prodigy’s war and eventually level up their calm. And they were willing to do anything to achieve that.

So, when he presented himself as one and even a very special case. The stupidest move they could make was to try an assault on his life. Even though they might not even be able to kill him, what would happen if Zeras grew strong enough one day, and reached the full potential of his bloodline?

Then he would come back for revenge and slaughter all of their races. Such happens on a daily occurrence in the Upper realm. That was the thought process that was running on D’arvey’s mind as he exhaled in defeat and immediately the three chairs on top of the dais floated down to them and they sat directly in front of Zeras causing him to smile in his head.

They were finally willing to talk to him on equal terms.

“I said if you were able to light up the candles, I would be willing to hear you out on your plan. So, what do you propose?”

“Let me start with what you need. I have fulfilled the requirement for your 70% bloodline purity. And I’m not a ‘oh, he must be indebted to us so that he doesn’t betray us in the future…’ I don’t give a damn about betrayal. What I believe in is negotiations.

Become useful to me, and I will also become useful to you. Do you understand my point?” Zeras asked as D’arvey’s eyes furrowed.

The main point of the war with the humans was so Gaia could remain indebted to them through memory tweaking. But Zeras was a loose can. He is completely unassociated with anyone at all. There is completely nothing bonding them both together, there was no guarantee he wouldn’t betray them in the future. In short…

“You’re very hard to trust. You know that right?” D’arvey said as Zeras shrugged.

“You would be kind of stupid to completely trust someone who could slaughter almost 2000 of your races without blinking an eye…” He said as strange expressions appeared all over the Giaran’s faces.

“You all are afraid of the truth, which I’m not. You are trying to forcefully forget yet that only makes the remembrance stronger. You know, this might just be a plot of mine.

You know I might want to partake in that prodigy’s war event and eventually reach the undying realm so I could better slaughter all of you and eliminate you from the face of the universe. Like, who knows right? It’s not an impossibility if you think about it.” Zeras replied shrugging as the Giaran’s faces narrowed even more.

“So, wanting to sign a deal with me is risky, you can’t push that fact away like it’s nothing and be looking at him with doubting eyes in the future. Let us lay everything out straight. And so there will be no distrust or something like that, you understand my point…”

“All you said is the truth. And that’s why it’s even harder for us to trust you. What makes us know you won’t betray us in the end?” D’arvey asked and Roaryie was about to roar out but stopped when Zeras narrowed his eyes at him.

“Good. All you have to do is to make sure I don’t betray you. I have absolutely no reason to do so. As I said before, I have a compassionate soul. The reason why I slaughtered your race is because you captured me, imprisoned me, called me a lowlife, and planned to rip me apart to find out why I can walk in space as an ordinary mortal. That was where the problem started.

If you had welcomed me with a cup of tea, asked where I am from, introduced me to your race, given me your best room and finest wine. Do you think I would have pointed my claws at your neck?” Zeras asked with a raised eyebrow as the Gairan’s eyes began widening in realization.

“Now, you’re understanding that I’m no monster at all. You were the ones who turned me into one…”