The redârobed messenger stared at Lawrence in complete shock.
Just a few days ago, Lawrence had been in a deep coma as he was still under the influence of the spiritual beetleâs power.
However, Lawrence had now awakened, his vitality had now been restored, and his eyes shimmering with newfound vigor.
Most importantly, Lawrenceâs eyes now held profound wisdom, a stark departure from his previous state.
Moreover, he could sense the pulsating energy of the spiritual beetle within Lawrenceâs mind!
Thatâs right, I have acquired a mysterious power, Lawrence answered honestly.
The redârobed messenger trembled upon hearing this, his eyes turning colder as his anger quickly escalated.
He had dedicated many years to cultivating the spiritual beetles, only to have Lawrence snatch away the fruits of his labor. This left him seething with fury, feeling manipulated and deeply frustrated!
A murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he locked his gaze on Lawrence. He roared, âVery well, since thatâs the case, I will remove your head and seize your brain!â
With those words, he materialized in front of Lawrence and the others in a series of agile movements, his speed akin to that of a phantom. Swiftly, he clasped Lawrence by the neck, hoisting him effortlessly into the air like a helpless chicken.
Landonâs expression twisted dramatically as he shouted, âLawrence!â
âMr. Katz, stay pullâ Lawrence cried out.
Then, he urgently pleaded with the redârobed messenger, âI know how to extract the power of the spiritual beetle from my mind The redârobed messenger, who was originally consumed by wrath and eager to slay Lawrence, was caught off guard by his words.
He withdrew the vital energy in his palm, and he fixed his gaze upon Lawrence. âWhat did you just say?â he questioned curiously.
âI know the method to extract the power of the spiritual beetle from my mind and return it to you, Lawrence hurriedly affirmed.
Enraged, the redârobed messenger tightened his grip on Lawrenceâs throat, cursing in rage, âKid, do you think you can deceive me so easily?â
As he bore his fiery gaze at Lawrence, the redârobe messenger inwardly cried out, âOnce the power of the spiritual beetle is assimilated, it remains fused with the host forever. Extracting the absorbed power is an absurd and impossible idea!â
Unyielding, Lawrence declared, âI am not deceiving you. I am speaking the truth.â
Lawrence clutched the redârobed messengerâs hand, his face reddening as he strained to speak.
He gasped. âTo be honest, this ability is also a burden to me. As long as I possess this power, you will persist in pursuing me. Over the past few days, 1 have pondered how to restore this power to you so I can continue leading an ordinary life. And now, I have devised a genuine method that can do so.â
Gasping for breath and unable to continue, he tapped the redârobed messengerâs arm repeatedly, conveying his choked state and inability to speak.
After a brief moment of hesitation, the redârobed messenger finally released his grip on Lawrenceâs throat.
Collapsing to the ground, Lawrence coughed heavily, greedily inhaling precious air.
At that moment, each breath felt like a gift from heaven.
The redârobed messenger stood tall, towering over Lawrence, and inquired, âSpeak. What method do you propose?â The spiritual beetle had taken over two decades to cultivate, and the redârobed messenger was reluctant to let Lawrence absolve its power. He intended to seize the spiritual beetleâs energy if there was a chance to retrieve it.
Lawrence took deep, calming breathis to restore his composure before standing up. Facing the redâ
robed messenger, he spoke with unwavering resolve, âI have a method to extract the power, but I do have some conditions that I need you to agree to.â
The redârobed messengerâs gaze chilled as he retorted, âI could kill you this instant. Do you dare impose conditions upon ine?â
Lawrenceâs voice resonated with conviction as he spoke, âEnding my life is inconsequential. But can you bear to watch all your painstaking efforts, cultivated over two decades, go to waste without ever retrieving the power of the spiritual beetle?â The redârobed messenger pondered for three seconds, his gaze intense. âAlright, what are your conditions?â he asked.
Lawrenceâs voice brimmed with confidence as he laid out his plan, âIt is simple. Put away those flying cursed beetles outside Let the three of them leave, and I will stay here to teach you how to extract the power.â
âLawrence!â Landon and Yvonne cried out in protest. Their expressions turned grave, and their voices were filled with concer Tianaâs heart stirred with admiration as she wondered, âIs Lawrence willing to sacrifice himself just to save us?â
âMr. Katz, listen to me and do not speak. This is between me and this gentleman, Lawrence silenced Landon and the others as he threw them a meaningful glance Then, he turned to the redârobed messenger. âHow about this condition?â
The redârobed messenger sneered, his voice laced with skepticism. âDo you think I would believe such a feeble lie? Letting them go? So that they can seek help?â
Unfazed, Lawrence asserted, âBelieve it or not, itâs your choice. But remember, I will be here. Itâs up to you whether to strike this deal.â
The redârobed messenger challenged defiantly, âAnd what if I refuse?â
Lawrenceâs tone remained resolute as he responded, âThen you can kill all of us, but the power of the spiritual beetle will elude your grasp. Youâll be confined to the mortal realm for decades, unable to return to your homeland.â
Surprise flickered in the redârobed messengerâs eyes as he asked, âYou know about that place?â
Lawrena pointed to his own head, his voice filled with certainty. By absorbing with the power of the spiritual beetle, Iâve gained fragments of its memories. That place is a true paradise, your homeland. Only there will you have absolute control. But if you kill me, youâll be trapped in this world for thirty years junable to return.â
The redârobed messenger locked his gaze on Lawrence, his expression conflicted.
After a contemplative pause, the redârobed messenger made a firm decision and declared, âFine, I agree to your conditions.â
With a wave of his hand, the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a clear path above the Peace Restaurant.
Turning to Landon and Yvonne, the redârobed messengerâs voice carried authority, âGet lost!â
Tianaâs eyes lit up with relief as she swiftly left.
The oppressive presence of the redârobed messenger had weighed heavily on her, but now she could finally escape its grip. However, Tiana halted after taking a few steps.
Landon and Yvonne remained rooted to the spot, their unwavering determination evident.
Tianaâs brows knitted in concern as she exclaimed, âYouâ¦â
Landonâs voice resonated with conviction, âLawrence, we are family. If weâre facing death, weâll face it together. Our lives are intertwined!â
Yvonne chimed in, undeterred by her fear, âThatâs right, Lawrence. We are your elders. How can we abandon you in this perilous moment?â
Tiana witnessed their unyielding unity in the face of danger and felt a pang of guilt for trying to leave.
The redârobed messenger surveyed the scene, his voice dripping with cold menace, âI donât care about your bonds, but you have ten seconds. Either disappear from my sight or face the consequences!â