NOVGO.NET Chapter 1027: Little Poison
Chapter 1027: Little Poison
A small smile appeared on Klaus’s face.
The heavens’ guardian still held a cold expression. However, when he heard Klaus mention a familiar name, he faltered a bit.
This told Klaus all he had to know.
He crossed his legs and rested his chin on his left hand, while his right hand gently tapped on the right armrest.
“Little Poison, what an unruly girl she was,” Klaus laughed, casting his mind back to his life as Magnus.
After the death of his wives and mother during the awakening, he left his world and started travelling the universe with vengeance in his eyes.
He aimed to kill all the worlds that worship the heavens and all the cultists that followed the will of the heavens.
If Kaden, the 8th incarnation, went after those called the heavens’ favourite, then Magnus went after everyone who liked and followed the will of the heavens.
This basically meant he went after the entire universe, and for years, his tyranny brought bloodshed to thousands of worlds.
That was the pain he was in, and he made sure everyone felt it.
Back then, he only had a few friends.
Even the Paragon Guards, aside from Yuying, couldn’t say they were on friendly terms with him. Though he did not kill them or hate them, they weren’t that close.
However, through all this hatred and resentment, Magnus met the one he called Little Poison, and they became friends—his third friend after Yuying and Nyxthar.
When he met Little Poison, he was alone. He had just escaped the pursuit of a few dozen immortals, but he was gravely injured. He had been poisoned with a rather fatal toxin.
On the run when he couldn’t move much long, he entered a certain world, and he found himself falling into a small river in a place that appeared to be the cultivation ground of someone very important.
The place he fell into was the cultivation ground of a recently ascended warrior who had just reached the Immortal stage.
She was in seclusion when the noise woke her.
When she found Magnus near death, she first brought him to her cave and nursed him back to health. Of course, she made sure Magnus was no threat when he woke up, so she also sealed his cultivation.
When Magnus woke up and saw that his cultivation base was sealed, he looked at the alien lady and flashed her a cold gaze. However, not only did she not cower, she drew her spear and pointed it at Magnus.
“You are the Paragon they are looking for?” she asked.
It turned out Magnus had been unconscious for a whole year, and within that time, word of a Paragon fleeing to the star system this alien planet was on had reached her.
Initially, she wanted to turn Magnus in, but during his sleep, he kept muttering some things, with the most vivid being, “Mom, I am sorry,” and “I will make them pay.”
These two sentences caused her to hesitate in turning him in. In the end, she chose not to and hid Magnus inside her cave. With his cultivation base locked, not even the immortals that inspected her world found him.
Magnus looked at her with angry eyes and asked, “Do you plan on turning me in for the reward?”
Little Poison didn’t say a thing but continued to point her spear at Magnus for two whole hours. Then she lowered it and pressed her finger against Magnus’s eyebrow.
“Leave and don’t come back here ever again.” Magnus didn’t even thank her and just left.
The next time they met was forty years later.
Although Magnus left, he sent one of the Paragon Guards to live among the aliens and report to him whenever Little Poison was in trouble. It turned out owning people wasn’t something Paragons liked.
Forty years later, it was discovered that forty years before, somebody had shielded a Paragon in that world, and so the Heavens Cult sent warriors to destroy this world, branding them as traitors.
It was similar to how they branded the Asura race back then.
By the time Magnus arrived, the world was surrounded by thousands of warriors with every last weapon pointed at it.
From several miles away, he saw Little Poison kneeling before an Immortal King. It appeared she had confessed, and her leaders wanted to turn her in to appease the wrath of the heavens.
However, Magnus, who knew she would be killed and her race wiped out, stepped in right when she was about to be executed.
He saved her, slaughtered every last Heaven’s warrior, extracted their memories, and showed everyone what orders they had been given.
When it became clear that the heavens had ordered not to spare a single soul, a rebellious spirit was born in the hearts of the Venom Fang Alien race.
“The Little Poison I knew wouldn’t let her descendants work for the heavens,” Klaus asked with a curious expression.
“She would rather die than let her people follow the will of the heavens. In fact, she followed me for several years, and throughout all those years of travel, she managed to cultivate the Dao of Defiance, openly defying the heavens.
It was then that her true bloodline power awakened, making it plain yet again that in order to suppress your kind, the heavens had suppressed your bloodlines.”
As Klaus continued to speak, the cold look on the Heavens’ Guardian’s face started to dim. It appeared his words were hitting all the right spots.
“A True Venom Fang has the means to defy the heavens, and Little Poison was proof of that. When she returned to her race, she was made the Supreme Ancestor, whose bloodline was what the Venom Fang Race would rely on for the years to come.”
Klaus switched from supporting his chin with his left hand to his right.
“What happened? Did your race fall so far to the point that you started working for the same people who once gave orders to kill everyone, including children and mortals?
Did you start working for the same people who had suppressed your bloodline just so they could control you?”
Klaus smirked, an expression of disdain appearing on his face.
“At this rate, the promise I made to your race, I won’t honor it. After all, once I appear in the universe, they will be one of the many who will point their weapons at me.
So then why should I keep the promise and awaken their bloodlines?” Klaus smirked again.
The cold look in the Heavens’ Guardian’s eyes dimmed, replaced by a wave of anger. His anger boiled up so much that when he spoke, his tone was like a sword striking Klaus.
“All this was your fault. If it wasn’t for you, the Ancestor wouldn’t have been imprisoned in the Timeless Prison. If it wasn’t for you, half of my people wouldn’t have perished.
So I am going to kill you and use your blood to pacify my ancestors who fell to your schemes and finally prove to the heavens that we aren’t your followers.”
“Hahahahaha…” Klaus laughed, causing the Heavens’ Guardian’s eyes to turn cold again. Klaus didn’t mind and continued to laugh. After five minutes, he managed to calm himself down.
“Who said your Ancestor has been imprisoned in the Timeless Prison by the heavens?…”