All the Shapeshifter lords who agreed to work for the 13th Bureau had the unique, pungent scent of Shapeshifters removed by William.
After all, this irritating smell emitted by Shapeshifters was like a plague to ordinary people, and prolonged exposure would certainly cause problems.
William also suppressed the terrifying energy pressure emanating from them to prevent harm to innocent bystanders.
For this reason, the person from the Emerald Lion Guild couldn’t recognize how powerful this Shapeshifter lord in front of them was.
This Shapeshifter lord, named Thornclaw, in his true form resembled a saber-toothed tiger with long fur, a human face, tiger feet, boar-like tusks, and a long tail.
His strength was immense, and even during the era of gods, he was considered a powerful beast.
After signing the contract, he unlocked all his potential and became a Shapeshifter lord.
His strength was comparable to that of an Elemental Deity, and as William said, he was capable of killing a Demi-God level Soulmancer in an instant.
When the messenger from the Emerald Lion Guild challenged him to use his strongest move, Thornclaw, not wanting to be underestimated, exerted all his strength to absorb and mobilize all the energy around him.
In that instant, the sky turned grey, filled with intertwining lightning and violent winds.
He had locked onto the Emerald Lion Guild’s messenger.
Before he could even throw a punch, the messenger started bleeding from his mouth and nose and died on the spot, falling from mid-air, his soul dissipating.
Thornclaw was shocked, quickly retracting his raging aura. He rushed to the body, lifted it by the foot, and was visibly distressed.
He had killed someone!
“…Steven, you have to vouch for me! I didn’t hit him,” Thornclaw panicked, completely bewildered.
It turned out this person wasn’t as powerful as he had seemed.
Why pretend to be strong when you’re not? It was like asking for trouble.
“Right! Steven, you have to explain to Mr. Johnson, this is definitely a case of staging an accident,” Thornclaw implored.
Thornclaw was understandably panicked.
After all, murder could lead to life imprisonment or even the death penalty!
Steven was both amused and bewildered – who would risk their life just to stage an accident?
To him, this seemed more like foolishness.
“Don’t worry, I’ll speak to Mr. Johnson about it,” Steven reassured, though he wasn’t sure what to make of the situation.
Did the people from the Emerald Lion Guild have a death wish?
First, they offended William, and now they were provoking these Shapeshifter lords.
Did they think they were invincible or something?
With no other choice, Steven called William: “Mr. Johnson, the Emerald Lion Guild has requested that you and Dr. Lopez meet them at their Guild. I’ll take a photo of their letter and send it to you.”
William read the letter’s contents, which he found to be outrageously arrogant.
They were demanding that he castrate himself and then commit suicide?
Absurd.
“I’m at the Soulmancer School. Come here, Steven. There’s no need to bring Dr. Lopez. I’ll accompany you to the Emerald Lion Guild,” William replied calmly.
Why did Steven release the news about Alice’s soul reaching Divine Realm and her ascension to godhood?
It was to test William’s newly crafted fan, whose power remained uncertain.
So it’s not good to just randomly find someone to test it.
What if someone is accidentally killed by mistake?
Since that’s the case, why not see who has hostility towards him.
Using enemies to test the power of this magical artifact seems like a good idea.
The Emerald Lion Guild, huh?
That’s a nice choice!
Of course, William wouldn’t destroy the Emerald Lion Guild just because of a sealed letter, but the power of the fan would definitely be tested within their Emerald Lion Guild.
Garen, the legendary warrior, right?
Using the fan to create a breeze, he probably won’t die, right?
William waited for Steven, who surprisingly arrived driving a car, dragging a corpse along with him.
“What’s going on?” William raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the presence of a body.
Steven replied with a wry smile, “It’s someone from the Emerald Lion Guild. He asked Thornclaw to attack him with his strongest move, and… well, he died.”
“Oh,” was all William said, nodding his head.
For those who actively seek a fight, who can be blamed for the consequences?
William was willing to abide by the law and hoped that both the Shapeshifter lords and future powerful beings would do the same.
But as per the 13th Bureau’s regulations, battles between Soulmancers that didn’t harm innocents were generally not interfered with.
And if a Soulmancer actively sought death, there was even less need for intervention.
“Let’s go, then,” William said, getting into Steven’s car and heading straight for the Emerald Lion Guild’s gate.
The 13th Bureau, with its special talents and cutting-edge technology, was also adept in construction.
Apart from building the Soulmancer School, they had connected roads to the gates of various Guilds and established network signal stations in many places.
Therefore, Steven was able to drive directly to the front gate of the Emerald Lion Guild.
The members of the Emerald Lion Guild, already aware of Alice’s ascension to Divine Realm, paid little attention to William and Steven as they got out of the car.
“Hello, could you please contact your Guild leader? I’ve brought William here,” Steven said, cautious not to reveal William’s identity.
A member of the Guild glanced at William and scoffed, “William, eh? Where’s Alice?”
William remained silent with a smile.
He was tempted to use his fan to send the young man flying but restrained himself, considering the man’s low strength.
An accidental excessive blow could turn his bones to dust, which would be problematic.
It would be better to find Garen instead.
“What are you smiling about? Weren’t you quite arrogant before? How about we have a match first? I’ll limit my strength to the level of a novice Soulmancer, so you can’t say I’m bullying you,” the gatekeeper of the Emerald Lion Guild said to William, his smile laced with ill intentions.
Steven didn’t even know how to describe his feelings at that moment.
The people of their Emerald Lion Guild are really one more arrogant than the next!
First, there was the one who provoked the Shapeshifter lord, and now this one is even more outrageous, challenging William.
And even limiting their strength level to that of a novice Soulmancer?
This is no longer a matter of having a problem with their brains,it’s completely about the Emerald Lion Guild taking their self-destructive spirit to the extreme.
Young man, isn’t living a good thing?
“Steven, you’re not planning to stand up for him, are you?” the Guild member glanced at Steven, who was just a junior Soulmancer. If Steven decided to intervene on William’s behalf, he obviously wouldn’t be able to thrash William.
Steven chuckled awkwardly, saying, “Since you’ve claimed to reduce your strength to that of a novice Soulmancer, how could I interfere? Please proceed, I’ll just stand by.”
The member of the Emerald Lion Guild mistook this as Steven recognizing the situation and being intimidated by their Guild.
He stared at William and asked, “Do you need to use a weapon?”
Glancing at the broadsword on the man’s back, William replied with a smile, “Sure, lend me your broadsword for a moment!”
“Lend you my broadsword? What kind of nonsense are you talking?”
As soon as the Guild member finished speaking, the sword on his back flew out, turning into a streak of light that landed in William’s hand.
“Huh?”
He was completely dumbfounded. How did his sword end up in William’s hand?
Though he was just a junior Soulmancer and his sword hadn’t developed a spirit, how did William just commandeer it with a mere word? .
In the next moment, the broadsword in William’s hand was already resting against the Guild gatekeeper’s neck.
“…”
Even Steven, standing nearby, couldn’t grasp how William had managed to do that. It seemed as if the broadsword had appeared in William’s hand and was instantly placed at the other’s throat.
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