Chapter 116: Outsmarting Zakaithus

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Hey! Zakaithus!”

Fike looked down on the man who was half-kneeling on the ground.

“I noticed that your evil blade seems to have some flaws!”

Hearing this, Zakaithus replied, puzzled.

“I don’t know what flaws Sir spotted in this evil blade, but I hope you can give me some pointers.”

He presented his weapon to Fike respectfully with both hands.

Fike received the evil blade, and nonchalantly clashed it against his own demonic sword.

‘I don’t know if this move will work…’

Fike thought to himself.

At that moment, the evil energy that had previously been radiating off the blade decreased by a few degrees.

Fike held the hilt of the weapon in one hand as he stroked the blade with the other.

He then said leisurely.

“It seems that the power of this evil blade hasn’t been fully released yet!”

Fike returned the weapon to Zakaithus.

As the man received the evil blade, he could clearly feel that the murderous aura that it was emitting had been significantly reduced.

“Ah! Sir, why has it suddenly become like this?”

Seeing that Zakaithus had really fallen into his trap, Fike smiled lightly as he continued.

“The material of your evil blade can’t compare to my sword’s at all. That’s why it looks exactly as you see it now.

“However, I have a method that could help raise the quality of this weapon to another level.”

As he was speaking, Zakaithus had inched forward respectfully.

“Is that so? I hope that Sir can give me some pointers!”

Zakaithus offered back his sword with both hands again.

Fike accepted it before pretending to cast a spell on the blade. Meanwhile, he quietly put away his own demonic sword.

Although the two weapons were of the same quality, the Hermes’ Curse was still slightly superior to this pure black tachi. As such, its effects had been able to slightly affect the power of the evil blade.

Once Fike had sheathed his own weapon, its suppressive effects on the Hercules’ Fury subsided, returning it once again to its original state.

Meanwhile, Fike pretended to be casting a spell.

Black flames, emerging as he controlled the fireball spell, appeared in his palm.

By now, Fike was already proficient enough to control not only the power and intensity of the fireball spell, but also freely control the color of its appearance.

On the ground, Zakaithus looked on in disbelief.

He could not help but exclaim.

“As expected of someone from the Evil God’s Headquarters!”

Fike saw that his act was coming to an end, so he returned the weapon back to Zakaithus again.

“Now, have you noticed that the power of the blade has increased by a lot?”

As Zakaithus took back the evil blade, he could clearly feel the killing intent radiating from it once more. Looking at it gratefully in his hand, he could not help but sigh.

“That’s true. Sir is indeed incredible. In such a short period of time, he was able to unlock the true power of this weapon! I’d bet even gods couldn’t do that!”

Seeing that the man had taken the bait hook, line, and sinker, Fike quietly rejoiced in his heart.

Then, he spoke.

“Although its power has indeed increased, its fatal flaw has yet to be resolved.”

Fike held back deliberately. Seeing Zakaithus look back at him confused, he continued with a smile.

“If you would trust me, I could bring this blade to the Main Altar of the Evil God and refine it with rarer materials. After that, I can guarantee that the quality of your weapon will be raised to a whole new level. How about it?”

Hearing that the youth wanted to take away his weapon, a hint of doubt emerged in Zakaithus’ heart.

“Thank you for your kind intentions, sir. It’s just that… We met in a hurry. I was wondering why you’d want to help me with such a task, sir?”

Seeing that the man had suddenly seemed to grow a brain, Fike’s palms began to sweat. At his current strength, he did not know if he could really defeat Zakaithus in a fight.

If he were to die here like this, it would really be a loss.

Fike paused for a moment before regaining his composure.

“Why should I help you? How could you not know?”

Fike took a risk by deliberately throwing the question back to Zakaithus.

The man looked into Fike’s eyes before suddenly bursting into laughter.

He said.

“My lord, could it be that you have personally taken a fancy to the idea of me as the future king, and ease my reign of the Lieluo Empire in the future?”

Hearing Zakaithus’ arrogant words, the tense atmosphere that had been in the air earlier instantly eased.

Seeing that the man was already dreaming of his future reign as king, Fike rolled with the conversation.

“That’s right! Having more friends would only mean more opportunities. I figured it’s worth it to make friends with the future king.”

“Okay!”

Zakaithus beamed.

“In that case, if you don’t mind, shall we become brothers of a different mother?”

Seeing that the man was so enthusiastic and even acted to this extent, Fike didn’t dare to refuse.

“Sure! I’ll be your big brother from now on, how about it?”

Zakaithus immediately knelt down, overjoyed at Fike’s agreement.

“Big brother, please accept my kowtow.”

His head hit the ground heavily with a thud.

Fike could barely hold back his laughter at the absurdity of the scene.

Zakaithus immediately stood up and procured a bottle of old wine from the cabinet.

“Big brother, why don’t we share a drink tonight and have a good chat?”

Fike naturally couldn’t refuse the offer after seeing him acting like this.

As he had already cultivated the Divine Body of the Primordial Power, there was no risk of the alcohol numbing his mind at all.

After a while of continuously enjoying the wine, Zakaithus started to show signs that he was gradually becoming tipsy.

Seizing the opportunity, Fike began to talk.

“Brother, who do you think killed Caesar?”

“Of course… of course, that… that person from the Evil God’s Headquarters, no… otherwise, who would have the ability to… tear his chin apart like that?”

The man replied slowly, his consciousness blurry.

Fike was delighted that he seemed to be speaking his true thoughts.

He continued pressing on.

“Then, what do you think of Our Prince Kampus?”

“Prince Kampus… is naturally a strong… strong man. He… didn’t he raise… many… Exotic Beasts?”

Fike’s curiosity about the Evil God’s Headquarters was gradually deepening as he listened on to the man’s ramblings.

“I heard that… you guys… seem to be working on some… some plan to revive the evil… evil god. You’ve captured quite a number of humans. Now… What’s going on now?”

Fike’s expression shifted dramatically when he heard this, and quickly connected the dots.

‘I see! No wonder why the King-tier Beasts had been dragging captive humans around in Miracle Forest that day!”

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