Three and a half acquaintances? Empire Storm was stunned when he heard that. There were even half-acquaintances?
But that was not the point. The point was that so many of those little ants actually knew this Above Supreme? Empire Storm felt rather awkward, like he had been about to bully someone else's child, only for the adults from their family to show up.
He did not know how to explain any of this. In fact, it had been centuries since he had needed to explain himself to anyone.
After a long while, he finally sighed and spoke with difficulty. "If I said I never intended to kill anyone for certain, would you believe me?"
The Latecomer's shadow shifted slightly, becoming a little more solid.
Empire Storm knew there was a high chance that this was a sign he was about to make a move.
So his own figure twisted as well, becoming even blurrier instead—this was his preparation for battle.
The Latecomer could sense that his opponent was ready to act, and he asked leisurely, "Do you really not want to live anymore?"
When two Above Supremes fought, never mind who was stronger or weaker—just the fact that one of them bore the Cosmic Backlash was enough.
Empire Storm did not answer his question. Instead, he stressed it again. "I said, I never intended to kill anyone for certain."
His goal was the other side's inheritance. Whether or not it could improve his own condition, obtaining that inheritance would be enough.
Whether those few insignificant Supremes lived or died was not important.
This time, The Latecomer replied quickly. "It's useless telling me that."
Useless telling you...? Empire Storm was at a loss for words. Was he supposed to negotiate with those ants below? True, among the five Supremes down there,