Chapter 40: The sunken city of Aethal
Rhys had already learned the skill Sonic Burst while the disciples of the two great families were deadlocked with him.
The System had upgraded its mastery to perfection. By simply activating it, he had applied the skill through his speech. Sure enough, it worked.
A simple word from him had made almost every disciple fall to their knees.
"I said, DROP."
His voice was not loud, but the sound blasted through the atmosphere and into their eardrums. It was a wave of pure force that made their heads spin and their bodies weak.
Anya Sterling did not hesitate. She quickly took off her spatial pouch and threw all of its contents onto the ground in front of her.
A pile of crystal shards, elemental gems, and a few old scrolls appeared on the floor.
"Oh, you are a smart one," Rhys praised. He did not need their spatial pouches. After all, he could not store them in his own unless he obtained a space ring.
The girl appeared to be intimidated by him. She swallowed hard, lowering her head. Seeing her actions, the other disciples of the Sterling family followed.
Although they were unwilling, they all emptied their pouches. He turned to look at Aiden, who was clenching his fists.
"Do you want to skip the tax?" Rhys raised his brows, his voice threatening.
Aiden lowered his hands. With suppressed anger and humiliation, he also emptied his pouch. Rhys knew an enmity had been formed already.