eting Sylth was everything but normal. It was incredibly weird but also very interesting. Michael found her interesting to talk to, though. She was talkative and not hostile to him, which was better than anything Michael expected to encounter in the Zentika Empire.
"Calling this place an empire is a disgrace! That's an insult to all proper empires built over the Origin Expanse. The Zentika Empire doesn't et one of the requirents to consider itself an empire, yet they're shaless enough to do that," Sylth cursed but shrugged at last.
"Well, whatever. They didn't pay their debts on ti and were bound to cease to exist sooner or later either way. They must have forgotten what happens to those who don't pay their debts. The Thorx never forget the credits they've distributed!"
"You ca here to destroy the Zentika Empire?" Michael asked.
"That was the initial plan, but I am a little late. Traveling through several regions and making a detour around the extensive territories of the Supre Human Alliance's stronger Lords was certainly not easy. It took longer than expected. It doesn't seem like I was required to do anything in the first place. The Zentika Empire is already as good as dead."
She shrugged again.
"But then again, the Thorx must show everyone how serious we are about our transactions. We must ensure everyone knows what happens if they cannot et their contract conditions."
"Okay. So…you will return to your territory or wherever you ca from?" "I could do that, but I don't want to," Sylth declared while forming hundreds of razor-sharp blades around her. She glanced uninterested at so of the remaining powerhouses of the Zentika Empire and shrugged. The razor-sharp blades combined and transford into a massive, spiked ball. The blades expanded, and the spiked ball grew. A full minute of silence passed before the spiked ball was the size of several houses. Sylth lifted one finger and pointed at the spiked ball. It stirred and moved through the air, following Sylth's finger movents.
Sylth's finger cleaved downward. It pointed at the center of the Zentika Empire's capital, where the massive, spiked ball also appeared. The spiked mass smashed into the center, simultaneously crushing the palace in the capital's center. The palace was destroyed, its foundation cracked and fallen apart. The surroundings tremored violently, and so buildings near the palace collapsed, but that wasn't enough for Sylth.
Her purple eyes glead in excitent as the screams of terror resounded. Her finger trailed around the capital, and the spiked mass continued following its movents. The spiked mass rolled across the capital, bulldozing and impaling everything in its path.
Michael watched the grueso scenery but didn't say anything. He didn't intervene either. Sylth's presence changed when her massive spike reaped the first few lives. 'Does she enjoy killing? Is she addicted to the sensation of energy influxes?' Michael didn't know the exact answer, but he knew the answer wasn't pleasant. Sylth Thorx's presence was filled with bloodlust, and Michael doubted she could differentiate between friend and foe. Her kind and talkative nature had been replaced by bloodlust, excitent, and rcilessness. The capital, as it had been standing strong for centuries, ceased to exist.
The pristine palace that had dominated the Zentika Empire was nothing more than re shambles; the towering walls protecting the capital from all kinds of foes had been destroyed, but that was only the beginning. The walls, which were supposed to protect the citizens transford into a prison of death. The massive spike smashed against the walls, squashing hundreds of citizens trying to escape the confinent of the reinforced walls. But nobody escaped. The walls blocked everyone's path of retreat, leaving them with no choice but to scream desperately as the spike of death ca their way.
Sylth Thorx watched their desperation in glee and only turned to Michael ten minutes after the capital was no more. She smiled at him, the kind and talkative persona again covering her true self.
"Do you feel like trading with Thorn rchandise?" Sylth asked as if nothing happened just now.
Michael stared at the death and destruction she'd caused with ease, killing several old Tier-6 powerhouses and the remaining Higher Lifeforms as if she were crushing ants. Maybe that was what it felt like to her.
"Huh? Do you think I have enough products to attract the Thorn rchandise's interest?" Michael asked, to which Sylth responded with a giggle.
Combined with the carnage she'd caused a mont ago, that was certainly not as cute as Sylth might think it was.
"Do you think your products are boring? Really?" She raised her eyebrow.
"I guess you know what I can do," Michael responded, realizing Sylth was aware of Extraction's power and how extensive the Soultrait was.
Sylth Thorx rely smiled in response.
"If you think I would give you Soultraits rely because you are stronger than and capable of threatening my life, you are sorely mistaken," Michael responded, but Sylth waved her hand dismissively.
"I wouldn't force you. You will give a bunch of Soultrait Symbols when you see what I have to offer. My demonic instincts tell we're going to be best buddies."
Michael frowned deeply, but he was intrigued. He had searched for many things for quite a while but never found anyone offering them. That included powerful techniques at the Ancient, Sacred/Infernal, or Primordial grade. He had powerful techniques, but upgrading them was always possible. Especially now that he had access to the Cosmic Shop, which spread all across the cosmos, he wasn't restrained to the techniques of the Tekur, the Nest – which had powerful Cursed Arts and other stuff, but only a few things he truly liked – and the things the Supre Human Alliance had given to the Blaze household and other traitors.
Michael was now the proud – or not so proud – owner of those techniques but most of them weren't to his liking. Primordial Bloodline was a powerful technique which he would love to replicate, if his curse power and so other factors wouldn't decrease his compatibility with the technique to sub-zero.
'A few Soullife Arts and Soul Techniques of all grades is all I need to learn how to replicate Primordial grade techniques. My foundation for creating Soul Techniques is not the best, however a few techniques for all grades should be enough… Can they deliver that? Is Thorn rchandise willing to teach Primordial rank techniques? Do they have Primordial-rank techniques in the first place?'
Michael couldn't tell for sure, but it beca worth finding out.
"How about visiting my territory? Maybe you find sothing to your liking, other than my Soultrait Symbols, of course," He smiled at her, waiting for the Greater Demon's response.
If Sylth had wanted to, she would have captured and tortured him until he caved in. She could have killed him as well if she'd wanted to. However, Sylth didn't consider him an enemy. Instead, she beca more than willing to trade rare treasures for his Soultrait Symbol.
Therefore, bringing her to his territory should be fine, right?
'She can act as she pleases in these region. It's did not like I can stop her, either way.'
Michael beca prepared to act like a people pleaser for once. A little, at least.
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