"I don't need you as a follower."
Angor quickly looked at the Scholar of Cruelty.
The statue was floating in front of Angor with its wings spread wide open. It was releasing an overwhelming aura. Its eyes, which were filled with wisdom and cruelty, were looking down at him.
"Promise me one thing, and I'll let you go." The Scholar of Cruelty looked down at Angor.
"What is it?" Angor looked at the Scholar of Cruelty cautiously. He didn't think there was anything on him that could attract the Scholar of Cruelty's attention, except for his soul.
Of course, the Scholar of Cruelty knew what Angor was thinking.
The Scholar of Cruelty was indeed interested in Angor's soul. However, as someone who had lived for a long time, the Scholar of Cruelty knew a lot about the rules of powerful beings in different worlds. Angor's soul was obviously regarded by a powerful being as its own. The Scholar of Cruelty didn't even dare to mark Angor as its follower, let alone try to possess the soul.
However, the Scholar of Cruelty was still eager to study Angor's soul.
According to the Scholar of Cruelty, as long as Angor's soul wasn't threatened, the Scholar of Cruelty wouldn't show up.
The Scholar of Cruelty even saw the flame mark of the Abyss Dragon on Angor's body, which meant Angor's body wasn't protected by the Scholar of Cruelty.
If that was the case, the Scholar of Cruelty could find a way to leave his mark on Angor's body. However, the Scholar of Cruelty decided not to do so. He noticed something strange about Angor's right hand. The green mark on Angor's right hand had merged with it. Both Angor's body and soul were somehow connected to the Scholar of Cruelty. However, the soul was more taboo than the body.
The Scholar of Cruelty decided not to leave his mark on Angor's body.
Instead, he decided to observe Angor in a different way.
…
The Scholar of Cruelty didn't answer Angor's question. Instead, the Scholar of Cruelty slowly flapped its wings and lowered its tail.
The Scholar of Cruelty's tail was a sharp hook with books hanging from it. As it lowered its tail, the book on top of it also fell to the ground and floated in front of Angor.
They weren't real books. They were statues made of some kind of material.
Angor looked at the Scholar of Cruelty with a puzzled look.
The Cruel Scholar's response was to knock on the pile of books with his tail. With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the book in front of him.
As the mottled stones fell to the ground, he saw what was hidden in the center of the book.
It was a statue the size of a palm, and the content of the statue was a demon with folded wings … It just so happened to be the original appearance of the statue in front of him. It could be imagined that when this statue spread its wings, it would be a miniature version of the Scholar of Cruelty statue.
"Take it, and I'll let you go." The Scholar of Cruelty's voice echoed in Angor's mind.
"What's this?" He did not get any answer.
"If I accept your request, how long do I have to carry it with me? Also, how does it affect me? "
"I've never been interested in any research topic for more than two hundred years," the Scholar of Cruelty said. "As for how it affects you … it depends on how you use it."
At this point, the Cruel Scholar let out a sinister chuckle. It was as if he was trying to warn Angor that he would suffer unimaginable consequences if he used the statue.
But Angor did not even know what the statue was, let alone how to use it.
Also, the Scholar of Cruelty said that he was going to use "me" as a research topic? So he had to carry the statue with him for at least two hundred years?
"You're right." The Scholar of Cruelty nodded in agreement.
To the Scholar of Cruelty, Angor was like an ant to a human being. It was interested in Angor, but not because of Angor himself. It just wanted to study — oh, no. It didn't dare to study Angor for now. It just wanted to observe Angor.
"What if the statue is damaged?" Angor asked.
"If it's really damaged, then good. I hope you'll be freed in advance." The Scholar of Cruelty paused. His cold voice changed to a meaningful tone. "I'm looking forward to the day you can break it."
The Scholar of Cruelty knew that Angor was going to break the statue himself.
However, the Scholar of Cruelty's ability to "subdue objects" was the embodiment of his power as a demon god. It was a more profound law of the Abyss. Even the Lord of Depth might not be able to break the statue, let alone Angor.
If Angor really did break the statue, the Scholar of Cruelty would not blame him. Someone who could break a subdued object had to be stronger than him.
"So? Have you made up your mind?" The Scholar of Cruelty could see that Angor's mind was beginning to shift. However, this kind of "promise" was completely different from saying it aloud.
Angor remained silent. He looked at the floating statue in front of him, and then at the terrifying demon who was frozen in time.
If he did not accept the Scholar of Cruelty's request, he would become the demon's meal in the next second.
If the Scholar of Cruelty asked him to become a follower, he might refuse. But if it was just a statue, it was not impossible.
Angor was worried that there might be something wrong with the statue. For example, if he accepted the statue, he would become a part of some kind of "ritual" and become a follower of the Scholar of Cruelty?
"It's easy for me to kill you if I want to," the Scholar of Cruelty's voice reached Angor's ears.
Angor had a strange feeling that the Scholar of Cruelty was not threatening him. Instead, the Scholar of Cruelty was trying to tell Angor that there was a huge gap between them. Like a drop of water in the ocean, or a grain of sand in a mountain, the Scholar of Cruelty did not need to resort to tricks to achieve his goal.
Angor considered and looked at the Scholar of Cruelty. "If I accept your request, can I leave Rasudran alive?"
The Scholar of Cruelty knew what Angor was thinking. Angor had already made up his mind. He just wanted to make sure he could survive before making the promise.
"What a greedy human. I can only guarantee that you leave this hall alive, but whether you can survive in Rasudran or not, what does that have to do with me?" The Scholar of Cruelty paused. "Of course, you can try to use it."
The Scholar of Cruelty pointed at the floating statue in front of Angor.
Angor was surprised to hear that. Did the statue have a function that could help him? Angor did not think too much about it. He knew that if he really needed to ask a demon for help, the demon would probably ask for his soul as a reward.
"It's time to make a decision. My projection of power has attracted the attention of some ancient gods. I'll withdraw my power now."
Once Angor withdrew his power, the frozen area in the hall would be freed.
If Angor did not make a decision by then, he would die.
He considered for a moment and nodded in the end.
"Alright, I accept."
The Scholar of Cruelty narrowed his eyes. "Good. You've kept your promise."
…
Eliadase witnessed how Angor fed Jupiter, how Jupiter chased after him, and how the statue of the Scholar of Cruelty began to move. Eliadase couldn't believe what he saw.
Previously, the arrival of the uninvited guest did not cause much of a reaction from the Scholar of Cruelty. Why would it make such a big move now?
Could it be because of the owner of this psychedelic store?
Eliadase looked at Angor again. When Angor ejected his soul, Eliadase already knew that Angor was not a native. He was just a human who knew how to disguise himself well.
Eliadase did not think too much about Angor's identity. To the Scholar of Cruelty, there was no difference between a native and a human.
However, it was interesting that a human could awaken a demon.
That was all Eliadase knew about Angor. But now, it was strange that a human could summon the consciousness of the Scholar of Cruelty for a second time.
Iyadese looked at Angor carefully, trying to figure out what was so strange about him.
But he did not find anything.
The space in the hall had been frozen for a while. Eliadase did not know how long this would last. But if everything went according to plan, Angor would be torn into pieces by Jupiter when the time ended.
'No accidents' was the prerequisite … But for some reason, Iyadasai felt that something unexpected was bound to happen. Why did it not happen sooner or later? Why did it have to happen at this moment?
As Eliadase expected, the statue of the Scholar of Cruelty in the center of the hall seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with Angor. As a contract was formed, the statue of the Scholar of Cruelty suddenly burst into flames.
As the flames danced in the air, the statue of the Scholar of Cruelty in the center turned into dust. At the same time, an even smaller statue fell into Angor's hand.
As the statue turned into dust, the frozen hall returned to normal.
However, Jupiter did not attack Angor like before. Instead, the glowing dust brushed past him and knocked him to the ground, creating a huge crater.
Then, he fell into a coma once again.
Angor sat on the ground, panting heavily.
At the same time, the light rune at the entrance of the hall disappeared.
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