Chapter 501: Facing an Archon
A gentle energy wrapped around Jack, protecting him. He finally managed to raise his head. He still had to squint, but he could now vaguely make out the figure who’d smashed their starship.
It was a man. He wore crimson robes, and his long red hair fluttered upwards as if some wind was blowing from below. His two arms were connected before his chest, his long sleeves invading each other. His skin was tanned, but his eyes were coal-black. His figure was broad, muscular, and masculine, and his visage was fierce, like a master of martial arts. The few wrinkles that marred his hardened face subtracted little from his aggressiveness.
But more important than the man’s appearance was his aura. It blazed out of him. Jack could see it as a literal sun, spreading for endless miles through space, showering the world in unfiltered heat.
He was the strongest person Jack had ever seen displaying his power, besides in Dao Visions.
“Archon Summer Noon,” the Arch Priestess said, confirming Jack’s suspicions. The gentle aura protecting Jack originated from her. “To what do we owe the pleasure?”
“Just paying a visit,” the other man replied. His voice was loud, brass. Fiery. “I came to fish in a pond, but I found a shrunken whale. Lucky me.”
“So the Immortals are using Archons now?” the Arch Priestess replied, her voice hard. “Have you all lost your mind? You know we’ll do it when you do it. The war will escalate.”
“I am not participating in the war yet,” Summer Noon said. “In fact, I won’t even kill your little clone or that of the Elder behind you. I only have a single reason for coming today.”
He didn’t specify that reason, but he didn’t need to. Everyone knew.