810 Ants [4]

"Your father? Even if your father is a late-stage 4th class, do you think he can match me?" Damien taunted openly.

And Reavus reacted just as a dumb dog would.

"Hah? Late-stage 4th class? Don't joke with me! My father is an extreme peak master, and my grandfather is the Immortal Blood Asura himself! Damien Void, if you let me go now, I will forgive your sins and you won't be targeted by the Bloodlock Clan anymore! I can swear a Mana Oath by it!"

Reavus' words were both mocking and sincere at the same time. Threatening Damien with his family's power before offering a Mana Oath for trust was exactly the carrot-and-stick method that leaders tended to use on their lackeys.

However, Damien was no lackey.

He seemed to have forgotten something after getting caught up in the moment.

'I can just devour him and find out everything I need from his memories.'

Damien grinned.