Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

Chapter 235 234: A Familiar Pendant

Chapter 235 234: A Familiar Pendant

Inside a room in a hotel in the outer area of the City of Sin, two handsome males stood with numerous equipment on the bed in the room. One of the males had blue and red eyes, while the other had black eyes.

"There's no way I'm wearing that."

The male with black eyes, Corey, spoke with a displeased expression as he looked at one of the items on the bed.

"Come on, kid. It's not that bad."

The male with red and blue eyes, Divine, spoke with a smile that contained a tinge of mischieve.

"Then why don't you wear it?"

Corey asked with a cold tone, and Divine coughed.

"Well…"

"I'm not going to wear that."

Corey spoke with a tone that showed that he was not going to take no for an answer.

Divine opened his mouth to speak, but Corey cut him off.

"If you disagree, I don't mind telling Rosa to rough you up a bit."

Divine's lips twitched, and with a strained smile, he waved his hand.

"If you're so displeased with the mask, you don't have to wear it."

Corey gave a light smile, and Divine had a strange urge to punch Corey's disgustingly handsome face.

Corey chuckled slightly, seeing Divine's twisted expression. Although some might call it shameful, Corey did not mind using Rosa's name to get what he wanted.

He took a black panther mask from the bed. Then he walked to the door of the room.

"Don't forget we don't have so much time to waste."

Corey said, then he walked out of the room.

Divine looked at Corey's departing back. Then he looked at the reason for Corey's displeasure- An ugly chicken mask.

lights??vel.c?m Looking at the ugly chicken mask, Divine cursed.

"I'll make him pay."

Divine gritted his teeth, then waved his hand, sending every item on the bed into his inventory.

He held the chicken mask, walked out of the door, and…

BANG

He slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

(On a road leading to the Emporium)

A strange silence enveloped Corey and Divine as they walked side by. No words were spoken between them, and a few Underworld residents could perceive a solemn air radiating from the duo.

"It almost seems like we're going to fight a legendary war."

Corey said, and Divine chuckled.

"Well, you're not wrong. We're going to do something that has never been done before."

Corey nodded, and he looked at the towering Emporium of The Underworld.

'Hopefully, we don't die.'

Corey thought, then smiled in anticipation. He would be lying if he said he wasn't anticipating the heist despite his current condition.

As Corey and Divine continued to walk towards the Emporium, they caught sight of a group of ten sitting on benches by the roadside.

Just as they were about to pass the group, Corey caught sight of a pendant he was all too familiar with.

On the neck of one of the males was a chain with two axes crossed diagonally as the pendant.

This pendant was undeniably a symbol of The Temple of Flames!

Corey stopped, and his eyes remained on the pendant on the man's neck. A burning flame of fury appeared in his eyes. He clenched his fists with so much force that his nails bore into his palm, drawing out blood as a result.

Divine furrowed his brows and looked at Corey. Then he looked at the man with the pendant.

"Kid."

He grabbed Corey's shoulder and shook him forcefully. Corey turned towards him with rage-filled eyes, and the frown on Divine's face increased.

"Let's go. We have to heal your body."

Divine said, and the rage in Corey's eyes decreased.

Corey exhaled and looked at his fists, which were trembling in concealed rage.

"Thanks."

Corey said, and Divine waved his hand casually. He spoke no words and walked to the Emporium.

Corey looked at his departing back and was honestly grateful for his interference. Divine had carefully chosen his words, and him saying, 'We have to heal your body,' reminded Corey that he was not at his peak and would undoubtedly suffer miserably if he had acted.

Corey exhaled once again. Then, he followed Divine. His eyes were not even glancing at the group of ten anymore.

Meanwhile, the group of ten had strange expressions as they looked at Corey, who was walking away from them.

They had clearly noticed Corey's killing intent, and although they didn't know the reason for Corey's strange behavior, they all knew that Corey absolutely hated the man that he was looking at.

"Brother Max. Have you perhaps offended that man before?"

A female who was wearing the same pendant on her neck asked the man who was the recipient of Corey's killing intent with a tinge of intrigue in her tone.

The man, Max, shook his head.

"This is my first time seeing this man, Sarah."

The female, Sarah, raised her brows, then she looked at Corey, who was calmly walking towards the Emporium.

"Besides, throughout the time he looked at me, he never looked at me. He was looking at the pendant."

"You mean?"

Sarah looked at Max with surprise.

"He probably hates the Temple, not me. Though, I wonder why?"

Max rubbed his chin with a contemplative light as he looked at Corey.

"Should we send his picture back to the temple so that we can check if they have any info on him?"

Sarah proposed, and Max looked at her with raised brows.

"What are you doing that for?"

"He's just a tier 1 with damaged mana veins. Do you really think he can do anything to our temple?"

Sarah had a dumbfounded expression as she realized what her senior brother said was right.

If they were fearful of every ants that hated their temple, what about the giants that hated their temple?

It was genuinely absurd when she thought about it.

"Forget about him for now. We have to focus on the mission given to us by the elders."

Max said, and Sarah nodded. They both looked at the remaining eight people who were non-members of the Temple of Flames with a glint in their eyes.

Their mission was said to be crucial for their pope, and they must not fail it no matter what.

"Shall we pray?"

Max said with a benevolent and calm smile, and the eight nodded.

"Oh Lord, lead us from the unreal to the real.

From darkness to light. From mortal to immortality.

Grant us peace in the celestial realm.

Grant us peace, not death on Earth.

May the flames be everlasting.

Látom."

"Latom."