Blade of the Goddess
Chapter 62 - That doesn’t sound like an answer!

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 - That doesn’t sound like an answer!

"What do you mean my son still hasn’t been found?! It’s been two days, and the distance between my estate and the royal capital is a one-day journey! He had five grandmaster cultivators with him, and you’re telling me he just vanished?!" Flint Larson yelled, slamming his fist on his desk.

"M-My Lord, his carriage has been found, and there were traces of a battle. Blood was everywhere. Fortunately, the Young Master and Buck’s bodies haven’t been found, meaning that they’re most likely alive." A servant said, hoping to quell Flint’s anger.

"That doesn’t mean shit! It could mean that they were killed somewhere else! Find me their bodies now!"

"Y-Yes, my Lord!" The servant bowed, scurrying out of the room.

"Fuck! God Dammit!" Flint swiped all the content on his desk to the floor. How could his son, whom he loved more than anything, go missing and be presumed dead? He made sure he could train and hire the best people to watch over him.

’I don’t have any enemies that are above the grandmaster stage, and I’ve been doing everything the demons ordered me to do without any questions! I’m even providing the tools for their current experiments, and I’m making sure all the imports and exports are making it past inspections! Just who would do this?!’

"Frank Larson!" An electronic voice called out from behind. He was sitting on the windowsill sill striking a cool pose while gazing at the moon.

Flint furrowed his brow, wondering who the mysterious man was. He had grey skin, a black cloak, and was wearing a circular helmet that covered his entire face with eye cutouts that glowed a bright white color.

"It’s ’Flint’." He sneered

"Yeah, yeah, that’s nice. I heard you’re looking for your son. That annoying, stuck-up, spoiled, rat bastard that takes after his annoying, stuck-up, spoiled, rat bastard father."

"You!" Flint pointed angrily

"Me." Zion smiled back.

"What did you do to my son?!"

"Heh, what didn’t I do to him? I beat the shit out of him, made him drink his own piss, watched as he got bitten by a poisonous snake, and started dying from the poison, healed him, then made a horde of mana beasts chase after him until he couldn’t run anymore. Then I dangled him over a tree and used him as a piñata until I got bored with him. Should have seen him after I was done, bro lost all his teeth."

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I’LL KILL YOU!!"

"Woah, woah, woah woah! Chill, bro, I was just joking! I didn’t do anything like that, I promise to all the gods!"

In this world, swearing on the gods was a huge thing, so if anyone did it, it would be assumed that they were telling the truth, especially if they didn’t want to be struck down by them. So when Flint heard him say that, he calmed down, albeit slightly.

"I just killed him instead. You know, one slice to the neck and his head was rolling on the ground. It was fantastic! I bet he was wondering why the world flipped upside down before losing consciousness."

"You! You’re bluffing. No one would dare touch my son."

"See for yourself." Zion tossed the bodies of both Curtis and Buck onto the floor. While it was obvious who Curtis was, Buck’s face was completely smashed in like a pancake and was missing a lot of his brain and skull. But judging by his clothing, Flint knew it was Buck.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Flint charged at him with his Grandmaster power, only to be smacked to the side by Zion like a ragdoll.

"Please. Your weak ass cultivation base you built up from taking drugs won’t do shit for you against me."

"You think you’ll get away with this? You think you can kill my son, kill my men, break into my home, and walk away alive!"

"Yes, actually! Come here, take a look." Zion grabbed Flint’s throat using his mana and took him to the window.

"See that over there, I made it just for you."

In his garden, Flint’s eyes widened with horror as he saw every single one of his guards piled on top of each other like a pyramid, every single one of them dead.

"Now," He threw Flint into a wall. "Tell me what you know about the demons you’re working for."

"You think I’ll tell-"

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

"Lord Larson? It’s the Royal Knights, please open up, we have information on what might have happened to your son."

"HELP! THE KILLER IS IN HERE!" He shouted

*BOOM*

All four Royal Knights burst into the room, their swords drawn as they surveyed the area before landing their sights on Zion, who sat in a chair, not even bothering to escape.

"Yo." He waved, feeling their mana as he came to the conclusion that each of them was a supreme stage knight.

"Who are you?! And who do you work for?!"

"Heh, I work for no one. The real question you should be asking is why Frank over here is working with the demons."

"It’s FLINT!"

"Shut up bitch!"

"We’re taking you in for questioning." One of the Knights ordered

"No, you’re not."

"Then we’ll have to take you by force."

"Go ahead and try." Zion smiled.

All four of them lunged at him, their swords oozing with immense power.

[Activating EMP] Tessa announced as a massive pulse of energy blanketed the entire room.

"Huh?"

"What the-"

"What’s going on?"

"How come I can’t use my mana?"

"Ayo? Tessa, how did an EMP deactivate their mana? Shouldn’t that only work on technology?"

[Host is correct. However, in this case, EMP stands for Exorcism Mana Pulse.]

"Ohohohoho! That’s fucking cool! It’s similar to a null void."

"Bastard! What did you do to us?" The knights yelled

"Go to sleep real quick." In one swift motion, Zion struck, and four dull thuds echoed as each of them collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Let’s go for a ride, Frank." Grabbing Flint by the throat, Zion blasted off into the air, flying high into the sky to the point where the troposphere and stratosphere met.

"OH GOD! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD! PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!" He begged, crying as he looked down and saw that they were super high in the sky.

"Haha! Look, pal, I might seem all happy and cheery right now but I promise you that I’m so pissed off that I don’t even know how to fucking act mad! Where the fuck are you keeping Lidia Brightburn and Alice!"

"I-I don’t know!" Flint cried

"Don’t give me that bullshit! I searched Buck’s mind, and I know you’re working with the demons! Give me what I want to know, or you fall."

"F-Fuck you! You killed my son! I won’t even give you anything!"

"Fall it is." Zion let him go

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

He let Flint fall for a few seconds before grabbing him to repeat the process.

"Tell me what I want to know!"

"Never!"

Zion let him go once more.

"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Zion watched as he screamed and kicked and flailed around. It was a pitiful sight, but he didn’t care. He just wanted to know where his fiancée was and get her back to safety.

"TELL ME WHERE SHE IS!" Zion demanded as he caught Flint once more.

"Haaaah, Haaah, N-Never!"

Before Zion could lose his cool, he took a deep breath, calming his mind before it snapped.

"Fine, I’ll play this game with you." Smiling, Zion put a protective shield around Flint, activated his suit’s rocket propulsion, and then blasted off into the air, reaching higher and higher.

[Leaving the Troposphere. Entered the Ozone Layer. Leaving the Ozone Layer. Entering the Stratosphere. Leaving the Stratosphere. Entering the Mesosphere. Leaving the Mesosphere. Entering the Thermosphere. Leaving the Thermosphere. Entering the Exosphere. Any further and the Host will be in outer space.]

"ARGHHHHHHHH!!!!! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWNNNNNNNNN!"

"I need an answer, Frank!"

"Put me down!"

"That doesn’t sound like an answer!" Zion flew higher.

"NOOOOO! WAIT, WAITTTTT! I’LL TELL YOU I’LL TELL YOU!"

"Speak!"

"There are seven secret labs in the kingdom where expieremtns are conducted. One has already been found, so it’s now abandoned. Your friend should be in one of the other six!"

"Give me specifics!"

"I-I can’t say! I’ll be killed!"

"Hahahaha! And you think I won’t kill you?"

"D-Dont you need information?"

"If you’re useless, then you die, simple as that."

’Crazy bastard!’ Flint cursed

"Okay, Okay! There is a lab that has been active under my-Ughhhhh!"

Flint’s body started convulsing, and demonic energy crept over his body at a rapid pace. After two seconds, his body was completely gone.

"What the-Tessa, track the energy signature!"

[Tracking.....Found! The energy signature has been found at Flint Larson’s home.]

"Summoning magic!" Zion rocketed back down to the earth at unreal speeds, the ground getting larger and larger as he got closer.

"You aren’t getting away you fucking demonic bastard!" Zion yelled, approaching the mansion at a fast pace.

But right before he could enter the home once more, he felt a powerful force hit him in the side, knocking him away.

Thankfully, his suit reacted, and his cloak, which was also made from nanoparticles, stretched outward, using the air to stop his momentum.

"Woah! You’re sturdy! Felt like I was punching Mythral!" A man yelled as he got excited to fight the grey man floating in the sky.

"Carl!" Zion sneered.

"Oh? You know me? That’s odd. I only tell my name to those who are worthy. You shouldn’t be saying my name if you aren’t worthy, you bastard!"

"I’m glad you’re here, I’ll finish you off this time."

"THAT’S HIM, HONEY!" Flint yelled as he pointed at Zion while in the arms of a woman.

"I don’t know who you are, but you’ll die today." The woman announced.

"Hold on! He called you honey. There’s no way you’re-"

An explosion so massive that it made the night sky look like morning blew up on top of Zion. The sheer intensity of the heat was enough to raise the temperature by a few degrees. If one were not as strong as the caster, they would not have been able to survive this attack, and even if they were, they weren’t getting out unscathed, unless they had a near-indestructible suit that is.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT?! THE RIGHT HAND OF THE POPE, BLAIR LARSON, IS A FUCKING DEMONIC HUMAN!"