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The Gods' Decree - Chapter 149

Published at 5th of November 2019 03:10:12 PM


Chapter 149

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" Care for a smoke? I'm not much of a drinker but this I can offer after our agreement.

You see Lord you might be able to fly, but I assure you this will take you places the clouds would envy." Drax started to laugh before violently coughing.

Seen within his hand was a  wooden pipe that ends had a continuous white puff of smoke escaping. This was the source of the stench which hung over the room.

Looking at his state Benzalo plainly refused while he made his way to the opening in the tent,

" I don't care for such things and my advice, keep a clear head else my next visit will not be so festive." Soon within the next blink of Drax's eye, Benzalo had disappeared.

" Hmmm, Your loss." He uttered before reclining in a chair with his foot on a small desk that rocked as it seemingly squeaked out in agony under the burdensome weight.

He then pressed a silver button on the side of the communicator that was in his ears. 

Before long what was a tent with only the obese Drax now had two other occupants. Both were at the 9th stage of qi condensation, within their eyes were glints of anticipation.

" What will be our score Drax? You stated the client will remain anonymous, now this translated in my ears means money."

A man of short stature who of all the three was dwarfed in build uttered. However, if one was to judge his strength by his size they would be sorely mistaken. He was also at the peak of the 9th stage.

Drax acted oblivious to the man's words as he continuously puffed smoke in the air before...

Smash!!!

Splinters were all before him from a fist smashing down on his desk now fully relieved of its burden. The culprit the shorty who spat to the side as his fist was still in the air.

" So your destruction of an old brittle desk is meant to intimidate me Vulture?

What will you do next? Wring the neck of a mosquito or will you go outside and stamp your feet in a puddle. Oh, I will be shaking in my boots won't I?"

White smoke was puffed into the face of Vulture by Drax as he laughed out loud. It was obvious he was not one to be coward down by others.

He violently coughed as he laughed which enraged the man even more. 

"How about we behave like professionals, Now vulture has brought his men and so have I Drax." A feminine voice was heard, its owner a woman with black dreadlocks.

Her qi was also at the peak of the 9th stage rivaling that of Vulture and Drax. Hearing the woman's words Vulture paused in his actions giving Drax a hateful look.

Seeing she had garnered their attention the woman continued,

"We were lured here with promises of wealth beyond our quarterly gross by you, Drax.

Knowing how greedy you are I have to admit I was surprised in this world you have actually bitten off more than you can chew.

Figuratively speaking of course, so I too am interested in what this payment might be."


Plop!!!

A pouch was thrown in the center of the room. Both the woman and Vulture did not stand on ceremonies scanning its contents with their qi.

Their eyes lit up when they saw the sum of Lqs and just as Drax had spoken earlier it was indeed a large tally of Lqs.

" This is to be split three ways?" Vulture curiously asked to which Drax only began laughing once more before replying,

"If you are willing to forgo your share, I am sure myself and Sarabi will humbly agree to your noblest of acts."

While the two spoke, of the three Sarabi stared at Drax before once more scanning the contents of the pouch.

Sensing her gaze he then inquired." What is it Sarabi? Are you not satisfied?"

" This is unlike you Drax." She uttered. To her side Vulture became puzzled as to what she might have meant.Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

"Whatever do you mean Sarabi?" Drax seemingly became somewhat defensive with his question. With her eyes unmoving from the pouch, Sarabi replied,

" Call me skeptical but there is no way this is the negotiated sum you agreed.Judging from the risk involved and the personnel required.

I know you Drax, and if I truly know you as I do. Which, I think I do. You've asked for twice this amount."

Boom!!

Her qi ignited as the cool demeanor from before was no more while a spiked mace was summoned to her hand after which she stated threateningly, "Unlike Vulture you know I don't make empty threats. I'll just aim for your throat."

Booom!!!

Apparently following Sarabi's lead Vulture too ignited his qi at the peak of the 9th stage aimed at Drax who no longer was in the mood for laughter.

" You dare try to weasel me out what should be mine!" Vulture hatefully yelled as he became truly infuriated after making sense of Sarabi's words.

Seeing the two enraged a slight trickling of sweat could be seen on the forehead of Drax. He knew both were truly enraged and he definitely could not content against them.

Within their field, a weapon drawn meant a battle to the death, with the victor taking the spoils of war.

These two would have no qualms in rummaging through his mangled corpse. He then shouted,

" Fuck! You think I would be stupid enough to dare try shortchanging you both. How the fuck am I going to refuse a damn sec..?"

As Drax spoke he desperately tried to eat the last words he spoke. He just did the forbidden giving hints to the anonymous client.

Drax looked awkwardly at the two hoping they would not have heard his last words. They looked in shock at this new discovery.

" A sect, You're saying a sect is the client in the shadows?

Bullshit!" 

Whop! Whop! Whop!

The spiky mace swung by Sarabi barely missed Drax's head as he tried to parry away her attack only to feel a cold killing presence behind him which made him cry out,

" I swear on the life of my sweet loving mother! The only family I have remaining. 

Damn you two! You want to know, then fuck it!

There is a reason these clients keep their identities in the dark as the fewer traces the better.

I have a reputation for protecting my clients in this regard but now you have made me lose only ethical principles I hold dare."

Drax berated the two as he sought for some understanding. While the two closed in sweat profusely ran down the sides of his cheeks.

Knowing far too well within a matter of minutes he would be but a corpse fed to the demon beasts.

" Prove it! Hand over your space pouch." Sarabi pointed her mace barely touching the flab beneath his head where his chin was supposed to be.

Drax yelled out defiently "You're kidding me right! This is my private belonging, similar to a man's home being his private castle. My pouch holds intimate items I dare not show to the public."

" It's your pouch or your life. It might even be the third option which is taking both." Drax felt a machete slowly cutting to the side of his head as he dared not move an inch.

Plop!

He once more threw a pouch in the center of the room as the two rummaged through unbothered. Within they saw contents they truly wished they hadn't.

No wonder Drax was so embarrassed at the thought of his private belonging being seen.

While they scanned there was as he spoke no additional Lqs,however, they found something else that was quite odd, pins and emblems of the Crow Mountain Sect.

Sarabi then opened the pouch inspecting them and they were truly as the two had previously sensed, pins and emblems of the Crow Mountain Sect.

Ping! Ping!

She threw them on the floor. "What is this?" She then asked Drax who slowly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

" Well, that would have been our reward after successfully completing the client's job, which you now know as the Crow Sect. Being bestowed with the title honorary members of the Crows.

Aren't you tired of not having some backing to fall on after a few of our miss deeds?" Drax paused as he spoke giving both Sarabi and Vulture time to think before continuing,

" Hiding from the retaliatory arms of those we have wronged as well as rivaling mercenaries.

How would it feel to enjoy the freshness of the air on our faces without the rush of adrenaline threw our bodies?" Still, he sought to reach his audience,

"Sarabi you were right I thought the figure unacceptable though they refused to increase the sum I was able to arrive at this agreement."

Drax then ended by saying. He became pleased as the two rid themselves of their weapons.

" Haha, Drax you are indeed wise. The added protection this provided for us smaller mercenaries will be more beneficial than any money could."

Vulture suddenly changed his tone as his face bore some semblance of a smile. 

" Yes, this was quick thinking on your part Drax.

However, why would the Crow Mountain Sect hire us for a job so far out of their sphere of control?" Sarabi questioned suspiciously. Her words caused Drax's head to shake.

" When since have we questioned the motives behind or client's actions, Sarabi. Anyway, it is a well-known fact of the hate between the two factions." He then rationalized.

" Well since you have both made this discovery I guess there is no point in keeping these to myself."

Drax then portioned the pins and emblems of the Crow Mountain Sect into three equal piles before distributing to Sarabi and Vulture as he uttered,

"Why not use these as added motivation for your men?

However, I implore you to have them remain quiet about our benefactor." He then tried to persuade the two who after a while agreed.

Afterward, they confirmed there way forward before leaving Drax to himself. He once more took out his pipe and another desk was summoned under his ginormous feet as it squeaked in agony.

" Mama you were one crazy bitch but wise nonetheless. What was it you said? Always be the smartest person in the room and your always in control."

As he spoke he looked at his bare feet on the desk puffing smoke while smiling at a ring around his pinky toe.

To be continued...

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