Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

Chapter 335 334: Interference

Chapter 335 334: Interference

?At the heart of the Central Area of the City of Sin stood the central hub- a titanic structure that seemingly touched the heavens. Its sleek fa?ade, adorned with reflective surfaces, captured the luminescence of the city, creating an ethereal glow that pulsed with the rhythm of innovation.

The central hub rose majestically, its height dwarfing the surrounding skyscrapers. As Corey stood before the towering structure, he felt a sense of awe wash over him. The hub's colossal presence dominated the skyline, a symbol of the city's ambitions of reaching new heights.

As Corey observed the central hub, he squinted his eyes, and upon closer inspection, the intricacies of its design unfolded.

Cascading waterfalls adorned the sides of the hub, creating a harmonious blend of nature and technology. Lattice-like patterns, woven into the colossal structure, seemed to channel both mystic energy and the unknown energy Corey sensed on the walls and gate of the Central Area.

'It's almost as large as the Emporium.' Corey thought, and then he entered the building.

As Corey entered the expansive atrium at the hub's base, he was slightly stunned at the vastness within. Tall, slender pillars reached towards the ceiling, supporting an intricate web of transparent walkways that crisscrossed above. The air hummed with a faint resonance that only mystical beings and above, or beings with unique hearing abilities like Corey, could hear.

A feeling of serenity and calmness permeated the atmosphere with every hum of the resonance, and Corey was slightly intrigued by this.

Any normal mortal would feel at peace staying in this place, but since Corey was anything but normal, he was not affected.

'Interesting.'

Corey thought, then he continued his observation of the central hub's interior.

Elevators equipped with state-of-the-art technology ascended the towering structure, ferrying residents and visitors to its upper reaches. A panoramic view awaited those who reached the observation decks, offering a breathtaking vista of the city's sprawling landscape and the promise of a limitless future.

As Corey gazed at the central hub's interior, he could not appreciate its beauty and lack of complexity.

"I'm not going to lie. This place is actually beautiful. It can be compared to the Emporium."

"I know right. Even I was surprised when I saw this place."

Corey's eyes widened to its limit, and in less than a fraction of a second, he jumped forward and crouched in an offensive stance.

"Huh? What sort of speed and reflex is that?"

Corey's eyes became cold as he gazed at the owner of the voice, and he saw a middle-aged man with red hair, red eyes, and a full beard. The man wore a completely red robe of a mage.

Its surface danced with intricate patterns resembling swirling infernos, and the flames seemed to be in a perpetual state of motion as if they harbored the secrets of a living blaze.

The edges of the robe were adorned with shimmering threads that mimicked the glow of smoldering embers, casting an ever-present warmth around the wearer. Intricately embroidered sigils, radiant in hues of crimson and gold, adorned the hem.

As the wearer moved, the robe responded like a living entity, and Corey had a suspicion that the robe could be… alive?

Although the robe of the middle-aged man stood out, what truly caught Corey's attention was the symbol on the forehead of the middle-aged man.

The symbol of a shifting flame.

The symbol was extremely familiar to Corey since it had not been a long time since he saw it.

The symbol of The House of Hellfire.

'Why is a member of the House of Hellfire here?'

'And why does it seem like he was looking for me especially?'

Corey thought as he gazed at the middle-aged man who was looking at his outstretched hand with a frown.

"Your speed and reflex is not what a tier 2 should have. It's comparable to that of a tier 4."

The middle-aged man questioned as he lowered his arm and looked at Corey with raised brows.

"I'm sure you're a mortal, which means you should be a tier 3."

The middle aged man spoke while looking at Corey from up to down with an assessing gaze.

"So, I'm curious. Why do you hide your true tier?"

The middle-aged man asked, and Corey remained silent. He slowly stood and continued looking at the middle-aged man with a cold gaze.

'Record.'

Corey activated the skill, Record, and rapidly changing numbers, letters, and symbols appeared in his left eye.

"Who are you?"

Corey asked with a cold tone. He planned on wasting as much time as possible so that his talent skill, Record, could analyze the middle-aged man before him.

The middle aged man raised his brows at Corey's question, then he chuckled.

"You're just a mortal, and you lack respect. Such arrogance and confidence is rarely seen in mortals."

The middle-aged man shook his head, and Corey's heart rate increased a little. His stance subtly changed in a way that would allow him to react in the quickest way possible to any movement from the man.

Corey did not need his talent skill to know the tier of the man before him. His senses and past experience allowed him to know that the man before him was not an ordinary mystic being.

'If I'm lucky, he's an extremely powerful tier 4. If I'm unlucky… he's a tier 5.'

Corey thought with a drop of sweat moving from his forehead to his chin. The drop of sweat landed on the ground, and the man noticed this.

"Seems you're not as confident and arrogant as I believed. Smile Reaper."

The middle-aged man said with a smile, and Corey squinted his eyes.

"You know me."

Corey said, and the middle-aged man chuckled.

"Why would I ever bother myself with a tier 2 if I don't have business with him or her."

The middle-aged man shook his head, and Corey's mind raced with numerous thoughts and possibilities.

"So what business does a powerful mystic being have with a low-level mystical being like me?"

Corey asked with an emotionless tone, and the lips of the middle-aged curled up.

"Why do you keep on asking me useless questions kid? Are you actually dumb or you're trying to play dumb?"

The middle-aged man spoke with a disappointed tone, but Corey remained silent.

"Aren't you here to meet the heir of The House of Divine?"

The middle-aged man questioned with a smirk, and Corey's eyes flashed with a cold light.