Chapter 846 - 424 The Story of the Spectral Saint Mage (Part 1)
"Otherwise? Do you think your brother was nudging you to go hug the girl just now? Men! Once they’ve got a wife, they forget their own mothers." The voice of the Spectral Saint Mage carried a strange, eerie undertone.
Long Kongkong was stunned for a moment, but the next instant, he felt a tightness around his body. He was pulled from Hep Benn’s arms and flew directly to his older brother’s side. Hep Benn reached out her hand, instinctively trying to pull him back, yet it was no use.
Brothers Long Dangdang and Long Kongkong stood shoulder to shoulder while the Spectral Saint Mage said indifferently, "Long Kongkong, your brother is already in my grasp, and Hep Benn has become a princess of my Wraith Kingdom. This is Calamity City. Life and death are but a thought away for you, but before that, let’s have a proper chat. Now that you’re in my hands and Hep Benn is no longer under your threat, can we confirm her identity?"
The last sentence was addressed to Long Dangdang. Indeed, with life and death in the enemy’s hands, why would they need to lie?
Long Dangdang felt a lightness in his body, realizing he had regained the ability to move. However, this was hardly any different from being restrained earlier. The simple exchange, or rather, the overwhelming force, had already made him fully aware of the significant gap between himself and the Spectral Saint Mage.
"If Hep Benn is here, then where are our parents?" Long Kongkong blurted out.
The Spectral Saint Mage chuckled, "It’s rare that you still remember your parents. I thought you only remembered your lover."
Long Kongkong snapped, "Shut up. Just let my parents and Hep Benn go."
"Slap!" An invisible force struck Long Kongkong’s cheek, sending him tumbling to the ground, as the icy voice of the Sorcery Demon King rang out, "If you can’t speak politely, don’t speak at all."
The Spectral Saint Mage seemed to glance at the Sorcery Demon King, "A lesson is indeed in order. You now have two choices, submission or death. Of course, not actual death, but rather becoming a wraith, a different form of living. I am confident I can preserve nearly all your abilities from when you were alive, including some of your intellect. Don’t even think about self-destructing; you simply can’t in my presence."
A sense of desolation spread through Long Dangdang’s heart. He clearly understood the meaning behind the Spectral Saint Mage’s words: submit or die, and the entire family would be wiped out! Nobody wants to die, and Long Dangdang was no exception. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he didn’t want it, especially with his whole family here!
"Can I see my parents first?" Long Dangdang tried to stay as calm as possible.