I'm 90 years old and the system tells me it's time to create harem Chapter 114: When the time is right, I will meet you in anot

With that, Alexander aid his middle fingers at the crowd and, with a tone dripping with disdain, said, "May your offspring be born without buttholes."

The crowd was furious, screaming, "What did you say? Say that again!!"

Alexander glared back and retorted, "Your descendants won’t have buttholes!"

Instantly, Alexander’s mockery ignited the fury of everyone present. They were incensed by his despicable taunts and lost their temper completely.

"How dare you insult ! I will make you pay with your life!!"

Hysterically, the crowd launched a second charge towards Alexander.

Alexander, with wide eyes, challenged, "What? Am I wrong? Are you trying to deny the truth?!"

The crowd was so angry they felt like spitting blood. They charged at Alexander without a second thought.

Boom! Crack!

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

mbers of the Order of the Wandering Oracles who had just reached Alexander were instantly blown away, their agonized screams filling the air.

On the other side, the Sect Leader of the Order of the Wandering Oracles, enduring the pain of the thunderbolt, shouted, "Don’t listen to his mockery! He’s baiting you!!"

But it was already too late.

anwhile, Alexander remained calm, sitting there, stuffing pills into his mouth without stopping.

A disciple of the Order of the Wandering Oracles, struck by the lightning and terrified, looked at Alexander and scread: "What a joke! Why aren’t you affected?!"

Alexander tapped the Thunder-Repelling Shield surrounding him and said: "I have a Thunder-Repelling Shield, which can withstand a lightning strike. Of course, I won’t be hard."

The crowd was so enraged they felt like vomiting blood.

Damn it!

Damn it all!

And then, in the next mont, with a crack, the Thunder-Repelling Shield around Alexander shattered.

Alexander stiffened and muttered, "Bad luck, it’s broken..."

Seeing this, the disciples of the Order of the Wandering Oracles who hadn’t been struck by the lightning saw it as a golden opportunity.

"Quick! Now’s our chance, let’s go!!" the crowd scread, "Kill him!!"

Filled with fighting spirit, they launched a third charge towards Alexander.

Alexander sneered, "Are you sure you want to co over here?"

The crowd sneered back, "You’re done for today! You bastard! We’ll tear you to pieces!!"

But just as they reached Alexander.

Boom! Crack!

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, landing directly on Alexander.

The charging group was instantly blown away, their screams of agony echoing.

"What’s going on! Why did the lightning strike so quickly this ti!"

"This doesn’t make sense!!"

Alexander, eyes wide, explained, "Of course, because the last lightning strike was blocked by the Thunder-Repelling Shield, so the ti between lightning strikes was shortened."

A disciple, trembling and terrified, looked at Alexander and asked, "But why are you still unhard?!"

Alexander, taken aback, tapped the Thunder-Repelling Shield beside him and said, "Because I have a second Thunder-Repelling Shield."

"..."

The crowd stared blankly at the Thunder-Repelling Shield beside him, murmuring, "Why... didn’t you say that earlier!"

"Oh heavens above!" The crowd, arms spread wide, looked up to the sky and completely broke down, screaming, "Just kill now!!"

The Sect Leader of the Order of the Wandering Oracles, already battered by the lightning, roared, "You fools! Use flying swords! Attack him from a distance with flying swords!!"

The crowd then ca to their senses. They had been completely muddled by anger, leading to their disarray.

The next mont, flying swords burst forth from their hands, initiating a remote assassination attempt on Alexander.

Without hesitation, Alexander imdiately entered the small world of Excalibur.

The flying swords struck Excalibur one after another, bending and breaking upon impact.

"That bastard has disappeared again!"

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

Outside, the disciples of the Order of the Wandering Oracles howled in frustration, but Alexander paid no attention.

Once inside the small world, he imdiately took pills to heal his injuries.

Alexander sighed, "This won’t do! I must heal quickly. The lightning is getting stronger. If I don’t recover soon, I won’t be able to withstand the next strikes."

At that mont, the system’s voice chid in, "So you do realize that!!"

Under the effect of the pills, Alexander’s wounds visibly healed at a rapid pace. In just a few seconds, he was completely healed, and even his spiritual energy had returned to its peak.

A satisfied smile spread across Alexander’s face. The next mont, he reappeared in the Illusory Netherworld.

"He’s back!" shouted the disciples of the Order of the Wandering Oracles, seething with anger.

This ti, however, Alexander didn’t continue to taunt them. He smiled faintly, picked up Excalibur, and charged towards them.

"System, I need your assistance in battle!" Alexander was brimming with confidence.

System: "Really? Host! If that’s the case, I will assist you perfectly!!"

The next mont, a system prompt sounded in Alexander’s ear.

[Ding! Area target count: 143 people. Planning optimal assassination route!]

Instantly, countless data points appeared before Alexander’s eyes, including each target’s weak points and killing thods, trajectories, energy calculations, and skill combinations.

Alexander felt overwheld.

Gritting his teeth, he swiftly approached a disciple of the Order of the Wandering Oracles, dodged his attack, and thrust his sword directly into the disciple’s chest.

With a squelch, the disciple’s eyes bulged out as he coughed up blood.

Alexander smiled faintly, "Quite simple, really!"

But in the next instant, a series of whooshing sounds suddenly ca from behind him.

[Ding! From your six o’clock and eight o’clock, two flying swords are approaching, estimated to reach in 1.2 seconds. Imdiately bend backwards 180 degrees to dodge, and use Elental Fist to strike the ground. Utilize the recoil to escape between the swords and launch two flying swords to precisely take down targets 180 ters away. anwhile, accumulate Excalibur energy for a cleansing strike on the twenty-one people approaching from the flank...]

Alexander smirked, shouted loudly with a majestic aura, and following the system’s instructions, bent 180 degrees in a perfectly elegant pose...

Only to be hit in the back by the two flying swords.

Pfft!Pfft!

System: "!!!!"

Alexander awkwardly said, "What if I say it was a mistake... would you believe ?"

System: "..."

The next mont, Alexander pulled out the two swords from his back, rose into the sky with Excalibur, and swallowed a healing pill, then braced himself for another lightning strike.

Alexander, mouth emitting black smoke and continuously consuming pills, puzzledly said: "Why can’t I achieve the perfect execution I had before? It’s still , after all!!"

The system responded, "Is it because your thoughts are too scattered and unfocused? Without drugs, you can only concentrate 60% of your ntal energy on detailed combat, and the remaining 40% can’t be utilized at all!!"

Alexander retorted, "That’s not true!"

The system, frustrated, said, "Don’t deny it. When I was assisting you, I could feel your thought process. Half of your mind was on the battle, while the other half was actually thinking about dual cultivation with your wives! Host, you’re not only unfocused but have beco more lecherous!"

Alexander, wide-eyed, said, "You taught the dual cultivation technique. If I don’t cultivate with my wives, I will age and die, don’t you know?"

The system replied, "Of course, I know, but it still bothers ."

Alexander, puzzled, said, "System, why do you say that? I’ve always been curious about what kind of existence you are. Are you a woman? Are you jealous because I’m cultivating with other won?"

The system, irritated, said, "Host, don’t think too much! Focus on the battle. When the ti is right, I will et you in another form!"

At that mont, the heavily injured Sect Leader of the Order of the Wandering Oracles, having just survived another lightning strike, led his disciples in a frenzied pursuit.

"Damn it, die!!" roared the Sect Leader.

Alexander shouted, "You really are relentless, but don’t think I can’t handle you! Look at my trump card!!"

Instantly, Alexander took out a stack of Fire Spirit Talismans, then turned sharply and shouted, "Eat this!"

Imdiately, the talismans shot out like bullets.

The Sect Leader, angrily pulling off a talisman stuck to his face, yelled, "What is this stuff!"

Then he noticed the runes on them slowly lighting up in red. His eyes widened.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of massive explosions and agonized screams instantly filled the sky.