Single Wish: Rise Of The Omniscient Paragon

450  449: Kill Him?

Corey's expression was one of surprise as he gazed at the familiar figure of Triple X whose aura was one of utter boredom and nonchalance.

To his left were three unfamiliar figures wearing black and white robes with the design of a skull on their left chests.

These three figures were having a discussion as they approached the ancient stone of Stormhold City. However, Triple X's expression was one of complete boredom and from his expression, it was obvious he was not listening or that he couldn't be bothered to show that he was listening.

"Triple X?"

Corey blurted out in surprise, and Triple X furrowed his brows. He turned, and then his eyes landed on Corey. When it did, his eyes also widened slightly in surprise.

"Smile Reaper?" Triple X's extremely deep and hollow voice could not contain his surprise.

A light smile appeared on Corey's lips, and then he approached Triple X. Triple X did the same, although he approached Corey with his usual bored and nonchalant expression. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"I'm surprised to see you here," Corey said with a light smile, and then he subtly glanced at the three unfamiliar people at Triple X's left.

'Two are women, one is a man. They're all tier 4s, and from what I can sense, the man is the strongest amongst them.'

'Black robes with white on certain pchestarts of the robe. Also, the design of a skull on their left chests… Who are they? Underworld residents? Or other Chosens?'

'If I recall the outside organizations Divine told me about, and if I'm to make a guess, then… they should be from the Bone Clan. I could be wrong, but the image of the skull on their robes is related to bones.'

Barely a second passed after Corey analyzed the three unfamiliar figures who he suspected to be from the Bone Clan. He shifted his gaze and attention back to Triple X, and then he looked behind Triple X while speaking.

"What of Divine, Fatty, Rosa, Melissa, Old Man Poison, and Dave? Have you met them?" Corey shifted his gaze from behind Triple X to Triple X.

Triple X shook his head slightly, but just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted.

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you wasting our time with this tier 2 weakling?"

A slightly deep female voice rang out, causing Corey to gaze at the woman who stood directly to Triple X's left.

The woman had rough black hair, sunken cheeks, eyes that were slightly larger than normal, pale lips, and a skinny figure. To some, she might be a beauty, but to Corey, she was ugly.

Corey barely stopped himself from cringing in disgust. However, the same could not be said for the woman who did not hide her disgust and disdain at Corey.

"Just because we decided to bring you into our team does not mean you have any right to waste even a second of our precious time. Don't forget, you're lower than a peasant and even a criminal… You're cattle. The only reason we decided to bring you into our team was because of your affinity with the dead."

Another female's voice rang out, but this time around, her voice was soft and contained a charm to it that could induce pity even in the depths of the cold hearts of some men. However, her words were absolutely vicious.

The calmness and indifference in her tone made it seem like she was not abusing or making a mockery of Triple X. It was like she was just making a casual statement.

Corey tilted his head slightly and stared at the second woman with eyes of utter indifference.

She had pale white hair, beautiful red lips, and a delicate face. She was a beauty that could attract the hearts of most mortal men and horny mystic men.

However, in Corey's sharp eyes, he could sense some inconsistencies in her face, eyes, and even lips.

'Makeup? Or Magic? An Illusion? Or something else?'

Although if Corey decided to use his Eyes of Omniscience he'd be able to see through the falseness on her face, but why should he?

Meanwhile, the woman noticed Corey's gaze, and then she looked at Corey from up to down with an expression filled with unveiled disdain.

"How dare you cast your foul gaze on her."

A different voice rang out this time around, and unlike the previous two, this was of a male.

Corey was slightly taken aback, and he turned his gaze toward the man who stood to the left of the woman who previously spoke.

There were only two words that could be used to describe the man, and that was, A Starving Man.

Corey had never seen somebody, especially, a mystic being who looked like he had been starved all of his life.

He had sunken cheeks and eyes, his arms and legs were so lean to the point that Corey felt like he could break his arms with so little effort, and his dirty white hair made it seem like the man was just a step away from meeting the grim reaper.

Seeing Corey's gaze on him, the man's expression changed slightly, and Corey could sense a tinge of anger along with so much disdain in his expression.

The man scoffed, and then he pointed at Triple X before pointing at Corey.

"At least he's cattle, but you're even worse than a cattle. You're just like the shit I stepped on when I entered that rotten and foul place called The Underworld."

"Shits like you should always know their place, and should remain shits for the rest of their life. In fact, the only reason a useless shit like you was allowed to participate in the Battle of Chosens was because your director is also a piece of shit."

"I mean, your director is a literal fucking clown. How is he not worse than a piece of shit?"

The man scoffed once again, and Corey found his lips twitching.

'Why do I suddenly want to kill him?'

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