The Black Market - Chapter 187

The three leaders went out of the throne room with pale faces. Their legs almost buckled up as they stepped out of the room.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of the infamous Demon Immortal, Azazel? It was already known by everyone that he had surpassed the Immortal-Class level. Such a strong expert could strike a strong amount of fear towards anyone!

Because of Azazel’s existence, his Demon Empire became more and more rampant in their actions. They did all sorts of crimes that were condemnable by the heavens, but no one dared to oppose them.

They had seen what had happened to those who had revolted. They were eaten alive by the low-level demons and their blood was s_u_c_k_e_d away from them to be made as blood beads… Not even bones were left behind…

“Tepu, how is it going on your side?” The one who asked was someone who was short and green in color. He was about five feet in height and was completely green. He was the leader of the goblin race, Kupa.

His beastly eyes were now painted with worry as he glanced at Tepu, the leader of the beastmen race.

“It would take us another year to gather more blood beads. But with our current speed, the Demon Immortal might grow impatient and would instead feed my men to his low-level demons.” Tepu shook his head with a remorseful look on his face.

He was an expert at the peak of the Immortal-Class level, but he was powerless against Azazel who was now at the Earth Enlightenment Realm. He was not even worth mentioning compared to the latter.

Kupa, the leader of the goblin race sighed. While the other leader remained silent.

Azazel was holding them by the throat and they didn’t dare do anything foolish for fear that their people might be killed for their actions.

They were once free people, but Azazel conquered their lands and took them under his wing to become his soldiers or to be precise… cannon fodder for his army in times of war.

“Keep quiet, the both of you. We are still inside his castle. If one of his demons heard you, then you might not see tomorrow’s sunshine.” The other leader spoke in a slightly fearful tone.

After hearing his words, Tepu and Kupa shut their mouths and looked around the surroundings. They sighed in relief after seeing that no one was there.

* * *

Earth, somewhere in China.

An imposing-looking tower stood erect amidst the luxurious buildings of Beijing. The tower’s name was written in bold and italicized capital letters, TYRANNICAL TOWER. Edgy as it may seem, this name was well-respected by all of humanity.

The war just a few months ago was broadcasted to the whole world, making everyone know the contributions done by this tower’s people.

They had single-handedly turned the tides of war and they had even managed to pacify the whole world.

As of the moment, the Tyrannical Tower was like the king of Earth. Everyone wanted to train inside this martial arts holy land.

After the war, martial arts became a worldwide trend and even the young teens were excited to learn something about it.

More and more martial arts schools and dojos sprouted throughout the lands, but the Tyrannical Tower remained at the peak.

Aside from the tower’s martial arts, their advanced weaponry and technology were also brought to light. Humanity saw their fighter robots and fighter drones in display, making them stunned and in awe.

They had also seen the tower’s leader and they were surprised to learn that he was such a young man, but when they learned his strength, everyone went ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’…

A young man stood on the topmost floor of the tower. He glanced at the horizon with a nostalgic look on his face.

He still couldn’t believe that he had become the Tyrannical Tower’s supreme leader and the head of the Earth Alliance. Just a few months ago he was just a mediocre college student who had nothing noteworthy to boast. But because of one person, his life took a drastic change.

“Cale, where are you now? I can’t continue this leader act anymore. Only you, my friend is perfect for this position.” He muttered to himself with a sigh.

“Knock! Knock! Knock!”  Trevor removed the nostalgic look on his face and replaced it with a cold and calm look after he heard the knocking of the door. He had already grown used to this facade after becoming the tower’s supreme leader.

“Come inside.”

After he spoke, a tall and bald man stepped inside the room with an urgent look. “Alliance head, I have brought grave news for you. This was sent by the Avran leader, Faramis.”

Trevor frowned, but he maintained his composure. “Speak, what is it?” He asked while looking at Vishnu.

Vishnu bowed respectfully and said with a grave look. “More Avran people came to our planet. They numbered in thousands. Furthermore, one of them was at the Saint-Class level…”

Trevor’s heart shook after hearing the words ‘Saint-Class level’. This was the level of strength that he had yet to reach. He knew how strong the experts of such level.

As of the moment, they have three Saint-Class level experts in the Tyrannical Tower, Vishnu was among them. The other two were the old drunkard Bu Fang and the Saint Commander Faramis.

Despite the presence of these three experts, Trevor could not stop the sense of urgency rising inside his c_h_e_s_t.

“Vishnu, call Old Man Bu. We need to meet with Saint Commander Faramis as early as possible. Time must not be wasted…” Trevor said with knitted eyebrows.

Trevor fell on his chair with a pale face. “Are they coming once again? Cale, you have to move faster… or you might not meet this brother of yours again…”

He then stood up from his chair and prepared himself to meet with Faramis.

Things had to be done properly or their world might be thrown into chaos once again… He did not want to break the promise he made that day…