First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 424

Chapter 424: Finally Out

Yet, the middle-aged man remained indifferent, unmoved by her venomous rage or the monstrous aura she emitted.

Her petrifying curse, previously devastatingly effective against every mortal, had absolutely no effect on this enigmatic newcomer.

His gaze swept coldly across the cavern, landing upon Magi, who had collapsed unnoticed beside a massive stone boulder, hidden from the earlier chaos.

Disregarding the raging demoness completely, the middle-aged man walked calmly and deliberately toward Magi.

Approaching silently, he spoke indifferently, his voice chillingly emotionless yet somehow compelling. "You... What is your name?"

Magi, breathing heavily yet somehow maintaining his calmness, lifted his gaze. He stared directly into the eyes of the indifferent being before him.

In that moment, despite his powerlessness, Magi refused to let fear dominate him any longer. "Magi Alzareth," he replied, controlling his breath.

Though he had regained his composure, an unwillingness to die burned fiercely within him. Revenge still lay unfinished within his heart, a fire that refused to be extinguished.

The mysterious man looked at Magi briefly, a slight spark of interest flickering in his otherwise indifferent eyes. "Why are you so weak? You have such absurd talent rarely found among the human race. Five Elemental affinities and all at Tier 4."

Magi’s expression hardened bitterly, self-hatred and frustration boiling internally. His fists clenched tightly, voice strained with restrained anger and despair. "I’m crippled."

Yet the middle-aged man simply stared back emotionlessly, his voice unyielding, condemning, "Merely the excuses of the weak."

Anger flared dangerously within Magi, his expression twisting into frustrated rage. How could this enigmatic figure understand his agony, his desperation to gain strength, the torment of losing everything important due to powerlessness?

Yet Magi held his tongue, knowing words were meaningless now.

After observing Magi silently, the man’s indifferent eyes looked at him as he saw a hint of familiar aura on his body. "Looks like you came here due to that Old Daoist, huh. Very well, since he chose you, I will give you my inheritance. If you can grow up in time, then I can leave."

Pausing briefly, his voice lowered to a solemn whisper, filled with gravity. "Listen carefully, the path I walk is the Heretical God Path, a path that opposes the very heavens themselves. It exists outside every known path, unrestrained and utterly ruthless. To cultivate it, you must constantly make sacrifices. Now, whether you become strong or remain weak is entirely dependent upon your resolve."

Without further explanation, the middle-aged man thrust his katana straight through Magi’s chest, impaling his heart cleanly.

Magi’s eyes widened with shocked agony, mouth opening yet incapable of voicing his torment.

In the next instant, Magi’s body fell backward, plunging into a conveniently opening spatial fissure.

Calmly turning back toward the demoness, the middle-aged man coldly commanded, voice devoid of mercy, "Kill yourself. You’re not my opponent."

The demoness hissed furiously, having already retreated halfway into the abyssal fissure beneath her. "Hisss...Heretic...you will be hunted relentlessly in higher realms! Don’t speak arrogantly before this venerable one!"

The middle-aged man merely raised his katana again, indifferent eyes devoid of concern. "It doesn’t matter," he replied coldly. "I will behead anyone standing in my path."

His blade sliced downward with unmatched sharpness and finality, a supreme sword intent instantly cleaving toward the demoness.

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Orion tumbled violently through chaotic darkness, his senses overwhelmed by the disorienting spatial currents surging around him.

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