Jason had shot up to a higher altitude, far away from the building complex at which the gathering had been held.

Millions of thoughts were raking his mind, but Jason's mood had plummeted. He felt sad, hurtful, and murderously angry.

"I can't kill him with all kinds of big clan heads aroundcan I?'

Jason had already imprinted the young man's mana fluctuations inside his mind. Never would he ever forget them in his entire life!

It was possible for him to ignore the young man for now and return to him later, but was that really what he wanted?

Taking a deep breath he tried to calm his jittery nerves.

He was seething in a mad rage and the only thought in his mind right now was to end the young man's life.

But, he knew now was not the time to do so, he would have to be patient. He had to control his emotions.

Releasing his pent-up frustration was not wrong, but maintaining control over himself was important. He promised himself that he would have his revenge one day when the time was right.

Anna was patting his arm, trying to calm Jason. In the beginning, she didn't bother much about the young man, but he had helped her without demanding anything in return.

It might have been embarrassing for her, but she knew that the current situation on Argos was dangerous.

Nobody had the time and energy to foster a baby!

She was only a year old and unable to take care of herself, despite her soul being mature and older than anyone on Argos was!

Jason had explained almost everything about Argos to her, right from its past, its heritage, to the advantageous traits they had.

A human's soul world was the most important aspect of a human's strength.

It was even more important than one's mana aptitude, and Anna knew that nobody would have thought her to be unique, and labeled her as a normal baby, if not for Jason!

Thus, they had built some sort of bond with each other!

While Anna was patting his arm, Jason's mind was trying to come up with possible solutions to think of a plan on what to do.

'The young man has killed more than ten thousand humans...who know how many he will continue to kill...and what about the other members of the blood sect? They should have murdered hundreds, thousands, if not millions of people together!!'

Since his masters' death, Jason's mindset had been following a different path than before. He cared more about other humans, especially those that were weaker.

Instead of rushing everything, Jason wanted to pay attention to the needs of others. This included the behavior of other big clans too.

Forecasting those big clans would continue being hostile to each other, he had first convinced the Gier patriarch and then the other big clans to form an alliance.

It forced him to translate manuals of foreign races for everyone, but the price was definitely worth it.

The big clans would become stronger, but Jason didn't forget the weaker citizens either!

He had something planned, but before he would be able to initiate this plan, that could lead the other big clans to hate him, Jason had to become much stronger than he currently was.

Other than that, his mind was working furiously to finish off the person he hated the most, and ignite hate in the minds of people against those who had forced him to resort to such means.

'I might as well prevent possible ties of those clans and sects that could initiate another war to happen, so they will never be able to form an alliance!'

A cruel smile emerged on Jason's face as a plan was slowly forming in his mind.

A whole week had passed and Jason bid farewell to Fasro, Lusan, and the others.

However, this farewell had been a farce. Nobody had seen him since then, but Jason was still there. He had hidden from everyone's sight and was waiting for his opportunity.

Jason couldn't allow anyone to suspect him for what was about to happen.

Four days earlier, he had entered a faraway city, where he'd left Anna and Solaris, who was supposed to take care of her.

Other than that, he had hired a maid to look after her for the next few days.

The prices for everything had skyrocketed but Jason was wealthy enough to afford it.

Now that he had returned with Artemis, who resided in his mana core, while Solaris was faraway, his soul world issued the desire to let Solaris return to him.

This was something he had never felt before, but that was most likely because neither of his soulbonds had been farther than a few kilometers from him.

Now, hundreds, if not more than a few thousand kilometers, separated Solaris and him.

Nevertheless, Jason ignored this sensation, knowing that every single movement could expose him.

His current strength was equal to several hundred drops of liquefied mana.

He was unable to control his trembling hand while concealing everything that would give him away- his mana fluctuations, mana core, his Celestia aura and the stigma.

Nobody was aware that he was there, and it was already past midnight when Jason decided to put his plan to action.

He was holding the daggers he had found inside the Burane assassin's spatial ring. There was a reason he had chosen them, which was the ice element runes inscribed on them.

With them, Artemis' ice affinity could be further enhanced, and his entire plan was based on that foundation.

To a passerby, the mana fluctuations belonging to the young red-haired man would appear to be stable and it would look like he was cultivating inside his room.

The rooms beside his were currently empty, which caused him to approach the building complex stealthily.

His steps were silent, and his appearance was well hidden by the darkness.

Fully dressed in black clothes and a black mask covering him from head to toe, he was ready to take the life of the man who had murdered his mother.

At the same time, he wanted to destroy every possible relationship between the Drake family and the Blood sect.

Jason had a plan for this and was ready to serve vengeance.

He was only a few meters away from the building complex, and the young man who was cultivating on the second floor!

His mind was calm as he circulated a large amount of mana into his lower body in order to jump into the air while summoning Artemis' wings.

Several huge ice spears manifested next to him, piercing through the wall that crumbled as he flew through it without hesitation.

The room exploded with rubble and debris, and Jason noticed how the young man instinctively opened his blood-red eyes.

With his primal instincts, the man finished his mana absorption forcefully as he circulated every ounce of mana through his body.

However, before the young man could have done anything else, his mind seemed to have entered a bottomless abyss. His body stiffened and Jason's eyes that had flared in a blinding fire and glowed as bright as the sun for a moment dimmed down.

Jason had utilized both the petrification curse and his emperor eyes' abyssal effect with the vast majority of his mana.

"Too late, bitch!"

A moment later, he pierced both daggers into the young man's chest while looking at him straight in the eye.

He had wanted the young man to remember the face that had killed him and Jason hadn't wanted to miss even a single expression of shock, fear, and worry appearing on the young man's face.

As the young man watched in horror, Jason used every little trace of mana inside his mana core to release his ice affinity into the daggers that began to shine brightly.

The ice elemental runes on the daggers were activated, and the temperature around him went below zero degrees.

Within an instant, the entire room had become freezing cold, while the young man had been turned into a sculpture of ice.

His mana fluctuations were weak, but still present.

'He is still alive?'

Jason was astonished about this, but instead of thinking any further, he twisted the sky blue daggers inside the young man's chest, sending them all the way inside his body, before brutally tearing them out.

Blood poured out of the young man's body in rivulets, whose body spasmed and twitched before he collapsed to the ground. Jason stared coldly at the dying man before he stabbed one of the daggers into the man's nearly frozen neck.

His eyes glimmered in a predatory rage as he twisted and pulled the dagger out, and felt his prey's mana fluctuations dim at a rapid pace.

The crimson-colored magic circle that was in fact the summoning process of the young man's soulbond sputtered like a dying fire before it vanished into thin air, and Jason knew that it was over.

He knew that it would take less than a minute before someone would arrive because his entry to the room had been both spectacular and noisy.

However, instead of hurriedly disappearing, Jason decided to leave a message.

As such he used his gloved hand to reach inside the corpse, tearing the muscles further apart that had already been severed due to his dagger's assault.

When he pulled his hand out of the corpse, it came out bloody.

Satisfied with it, Jason approached one of the frozen walls before he began to write something down.

"You have chosen the wrong side!"

It was written in the universal language, and the main point of his entire assassination was to incriminate the Burane race, making it look like they had sent an assassin to eliminate the young heir of the Blood sect.

. He looked at the now dead man and snarled

"You reap what you sow, asshole!"

After that was done, Jason turned towards the destroyed wall and looked at the message, and the blood dripped down the wall before he vanished into the darkness.

Despite having killed the young man, Jason was everything, but satisfied. His mind and heart were empty as a phrase jumped at him.

'An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. Your life for my mother's!'

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