Mixed Blessing System

Pow!

Bang!

Puff!

Several attacks from the youths in Lothur’s surroundings hit his body. Still, this silver-haired fellow just held his position, untouched.

Those individuals then began to feel a similar sensation to the one they had felt weeks ago, that of being totally dominated by the opposing side.

Only to their shock, this time, Lothur did not even need the help of the mysterious weapon he had in his possession. He just accepted their blows, without even moving his eyelids.

‘Damn it! What is going on? How can his body resist all our attacks?’ One of those youths who hated Lothur the most and wanted to act against him wondered.

Meanwhile, the others were already sweating, even though Lothur had not moved to attack them.

‘What’s with this bastard? He is capable of all this… Could it be that he was playing weak before?’

‘But how can he be so strong? With such stamina, he’s probably already stronger than Viktoria!’ One of the attacking women thought about this as she paled at the possibility that her thoughts were true.

Viktoria by herself was already such a monster that even Larissa had to admit to being relieved that she was not participating in the competition for the Secret Realm slots. Then Lothur proving to be as powerful or more powerful than his wife was even more shocking.

After all, unlike Viktoria, who had grown up with a reputation as a local prodigy, and so everyone knew her, Lothur was a stranger who had come out of nowhere.

But things that were mysterious and new always brought fear to others so that other more perceptive women were thinking similar things, noting their mistakes.

On the other hand, Karen saw her theories proving true. Still, even though she had not been involved in this, she was a bit worried. ‘That level of physical stamina… He probably reached the 4th Revolution, or he wouldn’t be as capable.’

‘How did he do that? What kind of resources did Daemon give him?’ Karen was practically biting her nails, but she did not dare to investigate further.

Daemon was dangerous, and Lothur was no longer easy to deal with, as she was seeing now and hearing recently.

But unlike this blonde woman, the brown-haired woman beside her was smiling dazzlingly, extremely pleased with her man’s advances.

Lothur had left it to tell of his experiences to all his women later in his residence. Still, even without knowing how much he had improved, she could get a good sense just from the current situation.

“Lothur is probably almost as strong as my father by now…” She muttered beside Ice as this beast looked at that fellow acting.

After enduring several attacks from Ice Feathers’ council members, Lothur felt that he had already broken those people’s will and decided to act.

Black Flames!

Immediately upon activating the ability of his second Soul Bone, black flames surged around Lothur’s hands while a terrible aura spread from his body to the surroundings.

The moment such an aura spread, everyone in the surroundings, including Ice, suddenly trembled, taking steps backward due to the terror growing in their hearts.

“Ahhh!” One of the women against Lothur screamed in fear, not understanding where that feeling had come from.

She could see that it was from Lothur. Still, she could not imagine how such a handsome and seemingly ordinary man could hide that feeling inside him.

Several youths there thought the same as they frowned and swallowed their saliva.

But they did not have a chance to think much when Lothur appeared behind one of the two men in his vicinity, placing his hands on the man’s head. 𝗯𝐞𝗱𝐧𝐨𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝗼𝗿𝐠

When this happened, spittle gulping sounds could be heard from a distance from that place with each of those people thinking that Lothur was about to kill his opponent.

The most frightened of all was precisely that young man, who at the moment was seeing the surroundings through the dark flames above his head.

“Damn it!”

“Don’t do that! We don’t have such enmity for that!” He shouted in desperation while the others were paralyzed with fear.

But Lothur just smiled, letting his black flames finish off this fellow’s few mental resistances to his skill.

“Come on… Don’t worry. I’m just showing you what will happen if you rechallenge me.” Lothur said in a low voice, but everyone there heard him well.

After those words, that desperate young man stopped squirming as Lothur held his head.

In sequence, his eyes became black, and his body stopped moving strangely, beginning to act like a puppet commanded by someone.

He put one of his knees down and lowered his head so as not to look at the man in front of him. In this situation, his mouth moved as he said with difficulty.

“Ma… Mast… Master…”

Lothur bared his teeth as he smiled in satisfaction, seeing that his mind control worked on humans to the point that he could enslave them.

‘The only problem is that level 11 people, like him, I couldn’t dominate in large quantities… Only one has hardly spoken about what I ordered…’ He thought as he looked at the person on his knees in front of him.

He had a mental connection with those under his domination through the ability of his second Soul Bone. So he did not need to speak or gesture what this slave had to do.

The people there saw that and realized that Lothur was dominating that 2nd Revolution cultivator, something unimaginable to them.

These were two of their academy colleagues, both of them being high-level students. But still, one of them had such abilities above the others.

‘How can that be? Is this monster really in the same academy as us? How did the academy allow this?’ The other young man saw how his great friend was overwhelmed, as if he no longer had any will of his own.

However, he would not have much time to feel bad about the situation in front of him. Lothur soon gave an order for that subordinate to act on his behalf.

“Beat him until he screams, ‘I am a pig’ ten times,” Lothur said for them to hear.

Immediately after Lothur’s voice ceased, that dark-eyed fellow stood up and looked in the direction of his friend, who was looking at him with a strange expression.

He did not expect that Lothur would actually do something like this!

The others thought about moving to immobilize Lothur’s lackey, but he promptly warned them. “Anyone who wishes to get involved should know that you will eventually force me to act against more of you…” He showed his hands, still with black flames on them.

Gulp!

This ability of Lothur’s did not turn his minions into stronger beings than they really were. So that level 11 fellow was no stronger than the independent version of him. As such, if more of these youngsters attacked, young Ritter intended to make more soldiers.

He knew it would not be easy to create more slaves at that level, but since those individuals did not know his limits, he used this to scare them.

And it worked very well. After such words, everyone backed away, repenting for defying Lothur!

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