"Watch your mouth, or I won't mind helping you out."
"Oh? Don't tell me you think a mere Level 2 like you can act so recklessly before me just because the goddess favors you."
Even toward Ottar, a Level 7, Alfrik had never felt any real conviction.
Rather, the entire Freya Familia was like this. They were all each other's "enemies," because there were only so many places beside the goddess.
Boom—
The aura that truly belonged to All the World's Evil erupted from Cao Ye's body.
If Shala had only received a few scraps of that power just now, then Cao Ye was now genuinely baring part of his fangs.
Even when Cao Ye had not yet become an adventurer, Ottar had sensed a threatening feeling from the All the World's Evil within him. Alfrik was even less able to withstand it.
"A mere Level 2 like me naturally wouldn't dare act presumptuously before a Level 5 'sir' like you. But I should still be able to make you shut up forever."
"You—"
He wanted to retort, but Cao Ye now seemed like an evil god descending into the world, making fear rise within him uncontrollably.
This was the instinct of every living thing, the innate urge to seek benefit and avoid harm etched into their genes.
Swish—
And that was not the end of it. A pitch-black sword appeared in Cao Ye's hand.
Excalibur—though it had fallen into a demonic sword—was still a Noble Phantasm at the pinnacle of holy swords.
"Do you want to fight me? Then you'd better be ready to leave your life here!"
Cao Ye was not joking. If the other man truly attacked him, Cao Ye would not hold back. One blast of light would send him on his way.
As an anti-fortress