Therefore, their actions could be said to be completely illogical and unreasonable, acting entirely on their own whims and never playing by common sense.
If there was any single principle they followed, it was only their own personal interests.
The reason Petra took the initiative to show up today to apologize was absolutely not because of her so-called daring to act and take responsibility.
Rather, it was because she sensed how formidable his strength was, knowing that as long as he wanted to, he would find her sooner or later.
When that day ca, she would basically be dead without a doubt.
So she took the initiative to show herself today, sacrificing a rook to save the king, paying a small price in exchange for a way to survive.
"Demoness Petra, you truly are a smart woman. I appreciate you very much." Alex smiled faintly.
"Then tell , how do you plan to make ands?"
"Very simple." Petra was expressionless as she condensed a short sword out of demonic energy. Subsequently, without the slightest hesitation, she slashed the sword down at her own left shoulder.
Her fair, slender arm was directly severed at the root, falling to the ground with a splat. Scarlet blood spewed out, and paired with her pale skin, it looked incredibly horrifying.
Even Knox hadn’t expected Petra to be so crazy, unable to help but cry out in alarm.
Petra’s expression didn’t change in the slightest. From beginning to end, she didn’t even furrow a brow, she bent down, picked up that arm, and handed it to Alex, saying faintly.
"Saint Lord Alex, is this enough?"
This domineering gesture caused even Alex to freeze involuntarily for a mont. But it was fleeting, and he couldn’t help but laugh.
"Demoness Petra, you are indeed full of sincerity!"
Petra severing her own arm right now did not an she had permanently lost one.
Given ti, it could regrow.
However, this arm contained a portion of her cultivation.
If handed over to a highly skilled blacksmith, it could be used to forge a trendously powerful demonic weapon.
Compared to ordinary weapons, the raw power of a demonic weapon might not be outstanding, but they all possessed unique and bizarre special abilities.
For example, the Purple Cloud Demonic Sword that Alex summoned using the Asura Path fell into the category of demonic weapons.
In terms of tier, it was rely a Low grade Supre tier demonic weapon. However, its effect of absorbing, as well as the powerful Soul-Devouring Swords, benefited Alex endlessly, remaining an indispensable treasure to this day.
From this, it was enough to see just how much help a demonic weapon could provide to a cultivator.
"Good. Since Demoness Petra has such sincerity, I cannot fail to appreciate the favor." Alex took the bloody arm, casually storing it in his storage ring as if nothing had happened, and smiled faintly.
"The grievances between you and are written off with this stroke."
"Thank you, Saint Lord Alex." Petra nodded. She turned her head and cast a glance at Knox, thick resentnt and venom flowing through her beautiful eyes.
"Since Saint Lord Alex has forgiven , then please grant one more request."
"What request?"
"This little brat used my Butterfly Bewitchnt to bring imnse trouble to Saint Lord Alex, which makes feel extrely apologetic." Petra narrowed her eyes fiercely.
"Please, Saint Lord Alex, hand this faithless and unrighteous little brat over to to deal with. I will definitely let him experience tornt worse than death, and then imprison his soul within the Myriad Demon Banner, unable to reincarnate for all eternity!"
Alex stroked his chin, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"I have long heard that the Outer Realm Demonic Race has always been bloodthirsty by nature and seeks revenge for the smallest grievance. Seeing it today, it indeed rings true."
Seeing Alex and Petra chatting so harmoniously, Knox was already filled with despair, his face the color of dead ashes.
Just now, Alex needed him to find Petra, which was why he didn’t kill him.
But now, Alex had already reached a reconciliation with Petra.
How could he possibly offend an Outer Realm powerhouse like her for the sake of an enemy like him? He would inevitably be tortured to the point where he could neither beg for life nor beg for death.
For a mont, Knox suddenly felt a thick sense of self-mockery in his heart.
He, a re Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, was truly amazing.
In just a single night, he had actually offended three peak Supre Realm big shots.
Alex, Petra, the Nether Earth Ghost King. Any single one of these three had the ability to crush him into fine powder.
Yet because of him, two of them had suffered heavy injuries.
One was nearly beaten to death, and one severed her own arm. Calculating it like this, if he died today, it truly wouldn’t be considered too unjust.
Just as Knox’s heart had completely filled with dead energy, calmly awaiting the descent of death, Alex instead smiled faintly and shook his head. "I’m sorry, Demoness Petra, but no."
"What?" Petra froze slightly, her beautiful eyes revealing astonishnt and bewildernt.
From what she had just seen, there was absolutely no friendship between Alex and Knox, only hatred. Moreover, it wasn’t just one grudge, but a deep-seated hatred accumulated over a long ti.
This request fundantally did not harm Alex’s interests in the slightest.
Then why would Alex refuse, not hesitating to form a grievance with her?
Could it be that she, a dignified peak Supre Realm Outer Realm Demoness, was less valuable in Alex’s eyes than a Nascent Soul Realm little brat?
This guy’s actions and thinking were simply more illogical and unfathomable than even Outer Realm people.
In fact, Petra currently didn’t know.
Alex’s thoughts weren’t complicated at all.
On the contrary, they were very simple. Knox definitely had to die.
But not right now. Before his Luck was completely chipped away and stripped bare, he absolutely could not die.
Otherwise, wouldn’t all of his painstaking effort over this long period be completely wasted?
"Saint Lord Alex, please get one thing clear." Petra narrowed her eyes and coldly shouted.
"I apologize to you today because I was in the wrong first, not because I fear you, the Saint Lord of the Hale family."
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