Chapter 300: The Secret Behind His Birth (1)
Keter had planned to breeze through this request as well. If he struck Ulter across the cheek with the intent to kill, he would surely get angry, and if he tried to fight only half-heartedly, it would rekindle his will to live.
However, Ulter did not budge, not even when subjected to an attack powerful enough to tear steel like paper, not even when he suffered the humiliation of being slapped. Instead, it was Keter’s palm that trembled.
“It feels like I just hit a mountain made of steel.”
Only because it was Keter did his hand remain intact. An ordinary Transcendental’s palm would have burst open. The rebound alone was that immense.
Seeing Keter troubled, Ivan’s lips curled into the deepest smile he had ever shown yet.
“Ulter is a Transcendental from the Warring States period, an age of endless war before the fallen Arcane Empire. He’s not someone the likes of you can do anything about.”
“A living fossil, huh.”
The Arcane Empire was the one and only empire to have unified all continents, and a fallen empire that had been gone for over a thousand years. Only now did Keter understand what it meant that Ulter had lost interest in the world.
He must’ve lived for thousands of years. There’s nothing he hasn’t tried.
Ulter had likely done everything a human could possibly do, and even things no human should have been able to. It might seem like there was no chance of victory at all, but the fire of Keter’s competitiveness did not go out.
If he had no lingering attachments to this world, he would’ve gone sightseeing in the afterlife already, but he didn’t, which means he still has regrets.
Keter didn’t confine himself to the idea of offering something Ulter had never experienced. Even if Ulter had tried everything, surely there was something different that he could provide.