Listening to the mental message emanating from the meteor-like thing before him,
Taral understood in an instant—he had been deceived.
Those so-called mild traits had all been an act.
"Damn it, what exactly are you?! Do you know what kind of being you're threatening?!"
Taral's mental message rolled like furious thunder, the rage within it nearly taking tangible form.
He was a Tree Shepherd of the Tree Spirit Race, a descendant of the Great World Tree!
The bloodline of a Dominator flowed through him!
But the next moment, he fell silent.
Because a faint pressure radiated from Richard's broken body. Though slight, it made Taral's entire body tremble involuntarily.
"D-Dominator?"
Taral's mental message came out haltingly. Under the double assault of that pressure and the virus, even his soul was beginning to lose control.
He felt that he had truly struck it rich.
What he had collected was not a fragment from a Dominator's body, but a severely wounded Dominator!
"You have thirty seconds," Richard said calmly.
"After thirty seconds, if you cannot give me a satisfactory answer, both your body and soul will wither away."
Hearing Richard's threat, Taral replied without hesitation, "What do you want? I'll agree to anything!"
If the one before him had been some illusory creature from the Endless Dimensions, he might still have tried to resist. But now, he was facing a Dominator.
Even if this Dominator was severely injured and needed disguise and schemes to deal with a small fry like him, he was still far beyond Taral's ability to resist.
The bloodline of a Dominator flowed through him, and precisely because of that, he knew how terrifying Dominators were.
"Very good. Then bring out the contract."
Richard's body shifted slightly, and a virus designed specifically against the virus he had just released