Chapter 429 – Hearsay About Queen Cyan
It was indescribable—beyond logic, even—that two auras so contradictory in nature, the Holy Realm and the Evil Realm, could coexist within a single being.
And yet, regardless of whether it was the sacred or the profane surging through him, John Lopez radiated a temperament that never wavered—an aura of overwhelming dominance.
But even dominance had its classifications. There was a dominance that was just, and a dominance that was arbitrary.
John Lopez fell firmly into the former.
He had given Young Master Feather two choices. When the latter chose death, John Lopez honored that decision without hesitation. It wasn't in his nature to offer a choice and then retract it—especially not when it was a choice to die. That would defy the very logic of his existence.
So, he took Young Master Feather's life—calmly, without pause, without guilt.
The others around him were already paralyzed with terror. When John Lopez began walking toward them, Nancy Loop's face went pale with dread. Her legs trembled as she frantically shook her head and pleaded, "S-Sir... please, have mercy!"
Young Master Feather had lied—he hadn't yet condensed his refined blood. But Nancy Loop hadn't lied. Her use of taboo pills to boost her cultivation temporarily was proof enough of that. She had no need to lie, nor did she attempt to deceive anyone.
In other words, the ultimatum John Lopez gave to Young Master Feather didn't apply to people like Nancy Loop.
They had no choices left.
Only death remained.