Chapter 1546: Karlo Chapter 1546: Karlo A Godslayer Human with golden hair and striking blue eyes strode across a massive desert, his expression darkened by a deep frown.
The sharp winds and swirling sandstorms would have instantly torn apart a Divine Ascension Master, yet the ferocious gusts were no more than a mild inconvenience to this man.
Each grain of sand that pelted his tempered flesh harmlessly bounced away, unable to leave even a scratch.
He continued forward with unwavering confidence, guided by a precise sense of direction that suggested he was looking for soone.
At length, he arrived at a barren stretch of land.
The dunes parted before him, revealing an empty expanse under the blazing desert sun.
Brimming with purpose, his sharp gaze scanned the horizon until it settled upon another figure standing motionless in the distance.
The second individual was also a Godslayer Human, albeit with short black hair and a striking, handso face. A small smile flickered on the golden-haired man’s lips as he approached, though traces of relief and a hint of tension flickered in his eyes.
“Lotario.
So it really was you who contacted .” The golden-haired man spoke in a deep voice that resonated through the arid air.
“It’s been years since anyone heard from you.
We all thought you had perished.
Honestly, I was surprised when your ssage reached my A.I.
Chip.” His relief transford into a wry grin.
“Fortunately, that’s not the case.
And that ans you can still repay the money you owe .” From the tone of his voice, it was obvious that their relationship was far from friendly-the golden-haired man had co here specifically to collect a debt.
While it was certainly strange that Lotario would summon soone he was indebted to, the man seed unconcerned by the irregularity.
His confidence was born of a deep sense of trust in his own power.
Yet, Lotario offered only a soft, ambiguous smile in response.
He took a single step forward-and in that brief mont, his entire figure shattered like fragile glass.
What erged from the dissolving form of Lotario was an entirely different individual: a young man with short white hair, his left and right eyes reflecting a cosmic nebula as though a universe resided within them.
A third eye rested in the center of his forehead, exuding an overwhelming aura of space-ti.
Shock and confusion flickered across the golden-haired man’s face for a mont.
He stared at the newcor, mind racing to match the stranger’s appearance with sothing he had once heard or seen.
Then, as if a puzzle piece snapped into place, his eyes widened in recognition.
His entire deanor shifted from confidence to horror.
“You…
You’re Cain Laurifer!” Cain, having revealed himself, arched an eyebrow.
He was mildly surprised by the man’s reaction.
According to Lotario’s mories, the golden-haired man’s na was Karlo, a mber of an organization called Sorcerer’s Hand.
Cain had used his [A.I.
Chip Module] to send Karlo a fabricated summons under Lotario’s na, luring him to this isolated region of the desert.
His goal was to extract information from Karlo.
However, Cain had not expected such an intense display of shock.
The sheer terror in Karlo’s eyes suggested that Cain’s na and reputation were more widely known than he had anticipated.
“How, exactly, did you learn my na?” Cain’s voice was casual, almost lackadaisical.
Despite having co here to kill Karlo, he maintained a relaxed deanor.
It wasn’t that Cain was being careless.
Rather, he believed in the importance of staying calm-a bow held taut at all tis would inevitably snap.
Since losing the full support of his Ego Wave, Cain had to be especially cautious not to overburden his ntal state.
Constantly remaining at peak tension could be dangerous.
Karlo, anwhile, seed frozen, his brain struggling to process the scenario.
Only when he saw the flicker of cold impatience in Cain’s eyes did Karlo manage to gather his wits.
He drew a shaky breath, replying in a somber tone.
“You are Cain Laurifer.
Everyone in the Everlife Continent knows your na and face now.
You’re the one who almost destroyed the body of a Third Realm life form from the Gu Sect…
And you released a Tier 9 Astral Supremacy Star that obliterated the Purgatory Volcanic Range and everything around it…” Before Cain could respond, a distinct voice-mocking and amused-echoed in his mind.
“Hahaha, you’re famous now, brat.
Well done!” “Ahh…
how botherso,” Cain sighed inwardly.
He had never sought fa.
If anything, he would have preferred anonymity, working from the shadows to protect his people.
Yet, as a leader, he couldn’t simply remain hidden.
His followers needed soone to believe in, a figurehead to guide them.
Thus, avoiding renown had never really been an option.
“I guess even Third Realm life forms enjoy gossiping,” he added in a low murmur, shrugging his shoulders as if to brush off the significance of Karlo’s revelation.
Then, with a swift motion, he waved his hand.
A large, imposing halberd materialized in his grasp, shimring with dark tallic luster.
“Wait, I never did anything to you!
Why must you attack ?!” Karlo shouted in alarm the mont he saw the deadly weapon appear.
Panic flared in his eyes as he frantically attempted to contact his allies through his A.I.
Chip and other ans of communication.
But it was futile-an invisible force field enveloped the area, blocking any outgoing signals.
Karlo was truly alone with Cain, with no hope of rescue.
Cain tilted his head, studying the man with mild curiosity.
“It’s true.
You’ve never given a personal reason to harm you.
But since when have people like us needed a reason to kill soone?” A sardonic smile curved his lips as he continued.
“Besides, you’ve hard others, haven’t you?
If you want a reason for this, then call it karmic retribution.” Cain wasted no more breath on the conversation.
In the span of a heartbeat, his energy burst forth, Essence Origin flaring like a tidal wave of power.
Multiple Laws converged around his body and coalesced onto the Shooting Star Dragon Halberd, infusing the weapon with overwhelming might.
He took a single step forward, the desert sand cracking beneath his feet, and swung the halberd in a sweeping diagonal arc.
“Dragon Eclipse Blade!” From the edge of the halberd, an enormous crescent of dark fire erupted, warping and distorting the very fabric of space as it roared toward Karlo.
The fla’s heat and destructive pressure were so intense that the air itself sizzled, leaving behind flickering shadows.
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