If it were just a regular Mortal Deity level, the waitstaff in the store wouldn’t even bother with him.
But William actually dared to speak to Drakaina like that, and the crystal he took out was as big as a fist, with energy flowing over it, brimming to the utmost, without the need for any runes to be inscribed.
For a general Mortal Deity, managing to bring out one or two high-grade crystals would already be impressive, but who could match William’s wealth and extravagance?
It’s almost a certainty, he must be the disciple of the sea god Poseidon.
Regardless of strength, since he is a high-ranking god king Poseidon’s disciple, his future potential is boundless.
How could anyone afford to offend him?
“What would you like to eat, sir?” The waiter approached William, bending over as he listed the menu, “We have magic dragon egg pudding, stewed roasted phantom bear paw with black truffles, silverlight fish dragon rolls with magic herb sauce…”
William listened as he rattled off a list of dishes.
The ingredients were mostly fierce beasts.
As for the silverlight fish dragon, it is a life form born from pure magical energy and the essence of the oldest elements in nature, shining with silver light. These creatures live deep in the ocean, elusive like phantoms, appearing only at special moments, bringing mystery and wonder.
Many deities in the Divine Realm fancy this as a high-end ingredient.
“With this crystal as a standard, just bring your restaurant’s special dishes.” William didn’t find these dishes particularly rare. .
After all, William had eaten plenty of such things in the past.
“Alright! Please wait!” The waiter took the crystal, first ran to give it to the Manager, then dashed to the kitchen.
After the waiter entered the kitchen, the restaurant continued to be subdued.
Until a man clad in black battle armor, wearing a white feathered helm, walked in.
All eyes shifted from William to him.
“Orionix, you really carry yourself with grandeur.”
Upon seeing this man, Drakaina snorted coldly, the fire and ice in her eyes intertwining, strikingly beautiful.
William stared into Drakaina’s eyes, reminding him of those cats with different colored eyes.
However, he was well aware that this Drakaina in front of him wasn’t particularly good-looking, and probably wouldn’t taste good either.
Just like the Hydra of old, with its massive serpentine body and nine heads, each featuring a fierce face and sharp teeth.
This Drakaina in front of him was probably similar.
Orionix reached the Divine Realm through the gradual increase of strength as a human Soulmancer and now possesses the power of a Nature Deity. He is the lord of Blizzard City, yet his strength is still inferior to Drakaina.
200,000 years ago, Zeus and the Shapeshifters signed a peace treaty. Since then, as long as Shapeshifters who haven’t killed indiscriminately, they could freely enter the cities under Olympus’s jurisdiction.
But this so-called indiscriminate killing is hard to define.
“Miss Drakaina is joking. In front of you, how could I possibly put on airs?” Orionix, tall and muscular, sat down at their table, smiling at William, “Is this gentleman a disciple of the sea god Poseidon? I wonder if the sea god Poseidon has any instructions for you to convey?”
The soldiers guarding the city gate had already informed him of William’s arrival, and he came to the outside of Heaven’s Feast restaurant immediately.
He also heard the conversation between William and Drakaina.
Judging by William’s attitude towards Drakaina, he was convinced that William was on his side.
Does that mean the high-ranking god kings are already aware of the situation in Blizzard City and intend to assist them?
“Instructions? No instructions,” William said. “I’m just passing by, planning to have a meal. If you have business to discuss and find me in the way, feel free to find another place to talk.”
Hmm…
Everyone around was staring at William.
Is this something a normal person would say?
A mere Mortal Deity level, speaking directly like this to two Nature Deities?
But then, remembering he is a disciple of the sea god Poseidon, it seemed to temper their irritation.
Damn, it’s so infuriating!
Why would the sea god Poseidon favor such a weak and insignificant brat? 𝘳.𝑐ℴ
“If you don’t mind, I’ll just sit at this table,” Orionix managed to keep his composure.
What else could he do?
He couldn’t actually kill him, could he?
William smiled slightly, clearly aware of the dissatisfaction around him.
Ah!
Dissatisfaction was exactly what he wanted!
He was here today to test just how much weight the name of the sea god Poseidon carried in this place.
Drakaina, too, was holding back her anger, refusing to look at William’s detestable face, and said to Orionix, “We Shapeshifters plan to claim half of the discovered ancient dragon ruins. That’s not too much to ask, is it?”
“Of course not too much,” Orionix replied with a smile. “The ancient dragon ruins belong to those with strength. If the Shapeshifters have the power, not just half, but even claiming it all would be acceptable.”
Drakaina’s expression turned cold as she asked, “What do you mean by that?”
“Exactly as you understand it!” Orionix said. “Rumors say the frost dragon is buried right beneath Blizzard City, but no one knows the exact location. Do you have the ability to find out 17:50
knows the exact location. Do you have the ability to find out where, Drakaina?”
Drakaina scoffed, “If I could find the exact location, would I need to seek your cooperation?”
“Seek my cooperation?” Orionix frowned. “But I also don’t know how to locate the frost dragon’s grave!”
“Orionix!” Drakaina’s expression grew even uglier as she shouted in anger, “Are you trying to force me to turn Blizzard City upside down?”
“Miss Drakaina, you might as well try and see if the gods of Olympus will send troops to suppress you,” Orionix said with an utterly composed smile.
So what if her power level was higher and she had more powerful subordinates?
Behind him stood all the gods of Olympus!
Drakaina’s eyes shimmered uncertainly before she finally said, “Then I’ll find it myself! If I do, it’s best that the people of Blizzard City don’t interfere.”
Just then, a waiter came out of the kitchen with dishes, standing not far away, unsure whether he should serve the food or not.
It seemed that the lord of the city and Drakaina were having quite an unpleasant disagreement.
Orionix’s eyelid twitched as he said, “That won’t do! If it’s found within my Blizzard City, then it belongs to Blizzard City. I’ve already sent a document to the gods of Olympus, and I believe it won’t take half a day before the Celestial Legion of Olympus will arrive in Blizzard City. Drakaina, you better decide whether you stay or leave.”
His demeanor now somewhat mirrored William’s from earlier.
Fearless!
Listening to their conversation, William waved over the waiter: “Bring it here!”
The waiter had no choice but to serve the dishes.
William then casually asked Orionix and Drakaina, “Would you like to eat something?”
Orionix kept his smile: “Please, enjoy your meal, sir.”
Drakaina, ignoring William, scoffed directly at Orionix: “Do you really think your message will reach the gods of Olympus? Since I dare to sit here and talk to you, I have naturally cut off your reinforcements.”
Orionix remained calm, possibly influenced by William’s earlier demeanor, and looked at Drakaina, saying, “So, what, you want to slaughter the city? Feel free to try!”
Drakaina’s frown deepened as she said, “Are you truly unwilling to compromise at all?”
After taking a bite of his meal, William couldn’t help but interject, “You’re Drakaina, right? You’re just looking for the frost dragon’s tomb, aren’t you? I can search for it! I’ll help you!”
Orionix’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
What’s happening?!
How did the disciple of the sea god Poseidon end up taking the side of the Shapeshifters?
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