Chapter 731: Hunting
Blake, however, stopped in his tracks and turned on Astor sharply, his eyes narrowing into a stern glare as his voice dropped into a lower, warning tone. "Astor, have you gone mad?" he demanded, his brows furrowed in deep concern.
"This mission is extremely important to Young Master Omar." He took a deep breath before continuing, his voice firm but edged with urgency. "I’ve heard that Young Master Omar was born with a unique physique—a special constitution that allows him to absorb and accommodate the abilities of certain specific monsters. The whole reason for getting the ten eyes of the Lightning Ten Legs Spider is precisely for that purpose. Don’t even think of doing anything reckless that might cause Young Master Omar any dissatisfaction. If you anger him, it won’t just be you paying the price—it’ll drag the rest of us down with you."
His words hung heavily in the humid air, each syllable laced with stark warning. Nick, who had been listening quietly from the side, gave a solemn nod, his expression grave as he glanced between his two companions.
He, too, understood all too well the volatile nature of Young Master Omar’s temper—a temper that could turn deadly in an instant if he felt disrespected or betrayed.
"I know," Astor muttered at last, his voice weighed down by a gloomy resignation, his eyes staring blankly at the forest floor as if he were trying to look straight through the tangled undergrowth beneath his feet. "I’ll just join a different division after this mission."
The words dripped with bitterness and frustration, as though he’d finally accepted that the constant subservience to Young Master Omar was suffocating him, yet he saw no other choice but to remain within the fold of Thunder Monarch Hall, simply shifting himself to a place where Omar’s shadow might not fall so heavily.
Nick let out a soft snort, his expression twisting into a mask of grim determination as he swept his gaze around the forest once more. "Alright, let’s just find this bastard and hand him over to our Young Master," he said sharply, his tone edged with impatience as he gestured for the others to spread out further.
The three of them resumed their meticulous search, their sharp eyes darting left and right as they moved cautiously through the dense foliage, every rustle of leaves and snap of a twig making them tense, ready for a fight.
Meanwhile, hidden high above in the dense canopy, Max remained crouched perfectly still on the thick, rough bark of a tree branch, concealed by both his Green Soul’s invisibility and the natural cover of leaves swaying gently in the breeze.
He had heard every word of their conversation as clearly as if they’d been whispering into his ear, and a mischievous glint flickered in his eyes.
’Am I lucky or what?’ he thought with an inner laugh that bubbled up in his chest. Just moments earlier, he’d been wondering how and where he was going to locate the elusive Lightning Ten Legs Spider, and now his enemies had practically dropped the information right into his lap without even realizing it.