Celestial Bloodline-Novel

Kyle gripped the hem of his hoodie and pulled it back from his head. Instantly, his hair tumbled down to cover his neck as he scrutinized the middle-aged man opposite him from head to toe with a curious look.

'It's clear from his reaction that we both know each other. However, unlike Glacia, I can't recall anything even after seeing his face and hearing his voice.'

'Only his scent is makinguneasy, almost as if he's an enemy. Huh, I did say I would trust my instincts, so he should just blthat his scent is bad.'

Leroy calmed down when he noticed that Kyle was alone. He quietly extended his senses to check the youngster's rank, only to be caught off guard when he found out that the person in front of him had just recently stepped into the divine rank!

That was predictable since Kyle didn't bother to conceal his rank. He basically flaunted it, almost like he wanted everyone to see how strong he was. But once Leroy knew his rank, he let out a deep breath. The middle-aged man realized he had only panicked because Kyle had appeared behind him too abruptly!

Leroy shook his head and wanted to laugh at himself. Just what had caused him to panic upon seeing a divine rank person?Sure, Kyle was a threat to him back on the blue plwhen he didn't have a physical form, but now that he had a body, he had almost regained all his former power! He was a transcendent rank individual for the world's sake! How in the hell could he get startled by a mere divine rank?

He just needs to finish Kyle off and leave before the guardians of the Tower of Opportunity arrive and find him. Yeah, that's right, he just has to kill this silver-haired human. Nothing else.

Leroy's expression brightened the more he thought about it, but before a smile could settle on his face, he stilled as a chill ran down his spine upon seeing an evil smile at the corners of Kyle's lips. The silver-haired man peered directly at him with those green orbs that threatened to swallow him whole. Then, a deep voice emanated from his lips.

"It's been a while, hasn't it? How about we reconnect and address any unfinished business from the past?"

"What do you say?"

The middle-aged man snapped out of his trance but then burst into laughter at Kyle's words. The two elves stared at him and the silver-haired man with furrowed brows. One of them even asked Leroy if he needed help, but he waved dismissively at the elves.

"No need. Just handle that demi-human. This silver-haired fellow is my target. After all, we do have a bit of a history, don't we? Let's reconnect, shall we?"

Kyle raised his brow at the man, and his feet finally touched the ground.

"Nice, I like it."

Leroy's smile faded, replaced by a menacing expression as his figure turned into a mirage, and he vanished from his spot. The whip in his hand crackled with dark energy as he struck it out at Kyle. The air quivered at the attack as he watched the whip edge closer to the silver-haired man's body, who stayed rooted in his place.

He and the two elves were at the initial stage of transcendent rank. The thad been trying to take out two demi-humans who were both at the middle stage of the transcendent rank. All five of them found this place at the stand just wanted to enter the hidden ancient tomb. It was only after they reached the silver gate and opened it that they discovered only a limited number of individuals could enter. Therefore, eliminating the others was necessary.

Kyle blinked as he witnessed the dark energy emanating from the whip. He couldn't help but question why the man seemed so slow in his movements even though the latter had reached the transcendent-rank.

'His foundation is weak...'

He could clearly see every single action of the middle-aged man as the man sprinted towards him with the whip handle tightly gripped in his hand before snapping the long slender leather lash towards him. But what made his relaxed demeanor change was the intense killing intent he perceived in the man's grey eyes.

Kyle's eyes turned indifferent, and he grabbed the whip when it was just an inch away from his body. He quietly muttered under his breath with a nonchalant voice as he witnessed Leroy's expression morph into one of pure shock and disbelief when he seized the whip.

"This won't be an enjoyable fight... But one thing's for sure — this man is definitely an enemy I need to get rid of."

The elves in the distance who had cornered the injured demi-

human were stunned when they witnessed the scene. They wanted to help the middle-aged man since, in the end, Leroy was their teammate. However, before they could even budge, Leroy's body was thrown backward, and the man cried out in horror and pain.

Kyle disappeared from his spot and reappeared in front of the man's body. And before the man could even get his balance back, his eyes dilated as Kyle clenched both of his fists together and slammed them down at his body.

In an instant, dust and debris scattered in every direction as the middle-aged man's body was driven deep into the ground.

The two elves in the distance and the injured demi-human quickly stepped back from the swirling dust, their eyes wide with disbelief. How could a transcendent rank be taken down so swiftly and effortlessly!?

They watched with bated breath as Kyle waved his hand, making the dust scatter in all directions before the silver-haired human grabbed Leroy's leg and pulled the groaning, bloodied man out of the crater without a single emotion on his face.

Kyle's grip on the man's leg tightened so intensely that a distinct, crisp sound of bone breaking echoed through the air, accompanied by the middle-aged man's painful cries.