God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World! Chapter 503 503: Killing a Noble??

Gabriel's smile only made Darius more furious.

The young noble's face darkened. He had already been humiliated once in the banquet hall when the princess rejected him in front of everyone. Now this mysterious man stood in this corridor, gave no explanation, and even smiled at him as if none of this mattered.

The more Gabriel stayed silent, the more Darius felt his anger rise.

"You dare ignore ?" Darius asked, his voice turning colder. His hand twitched once at his side, and the pressure around him began to change. "Do you know where you are standing?"

Gabriel looked at him calmly and said nothing yet again.

That silence was the final push.

Darius snorted and took a sharp breath. The next mont, light flashed around his body. Pieces of armor ford over him one after another, covering his chest, shoulders, arms, and legs. The sound of tal locking into place echoed in the corridor. At the sa ti, a long spear appeared in his grasp, its silver shaft reflecting the weak lamp light on the walls.

His aura rose. It was not weak in any way.

For soone at level 80, Darius was already considered strong and almost Hero Rank. The pressure from his body spread across the corridor and made the air feel heavier.

"You should have answered properly," Darius said. He lowered his stance, spear angled forward, and his pupils shrank slightly with killing intent. "Now kneel. I might let you live long enough to explain yourself."

Gabriel still did not speak. He simply stood there with a neutral expression, one hand by his side, the other still inside his coat. His posture was calm, but under that calm was a strength stat that already exceeded five hundred. Compared to Darius, the difference was too great.

In his eyes, Darius was no different from a child.

Agitated, Darius moved first. His foot slamd into the floor with force, and his body shot forward like a bolt. The spear pierced through the air in a straight line, clearly aid at Gabriel's throat. The attack was clean. If it struck an ordinary expert, that person would die on the spot.

But Gabriel stepped aside.

It was so fast that Darius's expression changed imdiately. For a brief second, it truly felt as if Gabriel had teleported. One mont he was standing in front of the spear. The next mont he was gone from its path.

Darius's pupils shrank.

Before he could react, Gabriel's hand had already reached him.

Gabriel grabbed him by the armor near the neck with one hand and lifted him as if his weight ant nothing. Then, without even changing expression, he smashed Darius straight into the ground.

Bang.

The floor cracked on impact. Dust and small stone fragnts rose around them. Darius's body twitched violently as the breath was knocked out of him. His spear slipped from his grasp and skidded across the corridor.

"Arg…" a groan escaped his mouth.

He tried to get up imdiately, but his body had already gone numb from that single strike. His arms trembled. His breathing turned rough. He looked up at Gabriel with shock and fear starting to replace the earlier arrogance.

"How…?" Darius muttered, struggling on one knee.

Gabriel stepped forward and looked down at him coldly.

Usually, he would not have killed soone like this so quickly. But Darius gave off the kind of feeling Gabriel knew too well. Prideful. Narrow minded. The type who would hold grudges, dig into the matter later, and create trouble if left alive. Letting such a person walk away was inviting future problems.

So Gabriel made the decision instantly.

Darius looked up just in ti to see Gabriel raise his foot.

"No—"

Gabriel brought it down.

Crunch.

Blood and crushed brain matter spread across the cracked floor under Darius's head. His body jerked once, then went still. His eyes remained wide open even in death.

Gabriel stood there for a mont and looked at the corpse calmly. Then he bent slightly, pulled the body aside, and began cleaning the imdiate traces. He moved fast and carefully. Blood wiped from the most obvious spots. Cracks covered as best as possible. The dim lighting helped. So did the empty corridor.

Once that was done, Gabriel tapped the ground lightly.

"Grizzlenaught."

The floor rippled and the massive spectral bear erged soundlessly from below, its electric blue eyes glowing faintly in the dark. It looked at the corpse once, then at Gabriel, as if asking whether this was really the task.

Gabriel nodded once. "Eat."

Grizzlenaught did not hesitate after that. It lowered its huge head and devoured the corpse quickly. Flesh, bone, armor fragnts stained with blood, all of it vanished into the summon's maw. In less than a minute, there was nothing left, only a faint sll of blood in the cold corridor air.

Gabriel looked around one final ti, then dismissed the summon. Grizzlenaught sank back into the ground as quietly as it ca.

After that, Gabriel adjusted his coat and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

His pace was leisurely, and his expression returned to neutral. Anyone seeing him now would never guess that General Aston's son had just died a few corridors behind him.

He followed the map through two more connecting halls, passed a narrow stairway guarded by no one, and moved into a more heavily decorated section of the castle. The pressure here was different. The guards were fewer, but each one was stronger. The walls were lined with gold trim and royal symbols. Even the air seed quieter.

Gabriel knew he had reached the end of the marked route.

This was the royal floor.

He stopped near a blind corner and glanced ahead. The path beyond led into the area where only royalty and their closest attendants were allowed. Ordinary nobles would not dare step here without permission. Even the servants moving in this section kept their heads lower than before.

Gabriel raised one hand and snapped his fingers.

A mont later, Aston's full body armor appeared over him piece by piece. The silver plates locked into place with crisp tallic clicks, covering his fra completely. The fit was slightly off around the shoulders, but not enough to stand out.

Gabriel adjusted the helt, making sure it properly covered his face.

"With this, I should have easy access."