Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 679  Host, Please Be Honest...

They say sometimes, one hardly finds a charging bull in a herd of cows. At this moment, the air was crisp. The breathing of many sawed in and out, temporarily coming to a halt, the shock seeming to have shaken them to their very cores. —Silence— There was knee-deep silence from foes, friends, goats, pigs, crickets, mice and even parrots. Their ears had heard what was said, but their brains still couldn't put one and two together. The entire world, including the demons, Titans, and princes, all froze stiffly in place. Till now, their faces didn't leave the silhouette of the pesky God who teased them greatly. "Hey," Loki raised his hands in playful defeat. "It's not my fault that you all were so blind to the obvious, right?" Then, with his hands still raised, he began clapping in a slow rhythmic manner. Anyone could see he was having a blast. "Well done." Clap, clap, clap, clap~

"Initially, I was disappointed." Loki began, a wicked thrill evident in his tone. "I thought the show I saved front row seats to, would be a bore. But boy was I wrong!" Loki laughed and laughed like the trickster that he was, in sheer appreciation for what just unfolded. "I have to admit that I didn't see this coming." At this point, everyone's head slowly turned to the silhouette of one person–a person they swore was DYING. Loki curled his lips in amusement, his inquisitively still very evident in his eyes. "Human… I've never seen anyone like you in all the realms." "I know," Dorian replied nonchalantly, with an equally evil smirk of his own.

He… he… "Grandmaster!!!"

Old Gia and several others blinked excessively, too shocked and happy to say anything else.

Wasn't it the Grandmaster whom they watched who took countless blows from Beelzebub? Now, the Grandmaster was seated in the air, as though seated on a rock. There was still blood all over his body, but it couldn't mask his elegance. "It's YOU! You did it" Beelzebub exclaimed, him and his companions, already knowing it was this bastard's fault. "Human! You play too much!" "Do you think this little act of yours can stop us from ascending higher?" "Despicable termite! I will have your head and your soul for this!" All princes exclaimed and flew swiftly towards Dorian without haste. Hmph! If they can beat him once, they can beat him again." Blame them for letting this worthless insect go, just because he activated the Bony Finger. At this point, they didn't care anymore. .

Beelzebub's body moved so fast that his after images looked like he was standing on the same spot, with part of his body stretched and elongated towards Dorian. "Human, this is where you DIE!"

Whoosh! The speed from all 4 was super sonic, causing trees to be uprooted and disciples to fly away with pale faces. Oh My God! 4 most powerful underworld creatures teaming up together against one human. They hadn't even reached their target, yet there was chaos for miles and miles around because of this singular act. Even though the Grandmaster was now awake and seated in the air, his body was still covered in blood from head to toe. Sure, he might have sealed the opening somehow, but they all felt that it should have been a precaution he made ages ago before the war began. They don't know how he did it, but felt that it should be so. After all, where would the strength to do this come from when he looks so bettered up? His hair was drenched and damp with blood, his uniform soiled with red body paint, and his entire presence clearly stated he was definitely no match for these 4. It's over! It's over! Everyone watched in horror, fear and worry for their sake, as well as Dorian's, now evident in their eyes. But suddenly, Dorian's playful laughter fluttered with a symphony of dread. "Pardon my appearance." Using the hand the Bony Finger was attached to, he ran it through his hair. And what happened next made many wish to lick the viewing screens. He was changing. His hair was slowly sleeking back, in a strange way as though it had thoughts of its own.

But things didn't stop here. All traces of blood vanished in a blink of an eye, as his attire also changed color and length too. Before, he wore black. But now, the left half was black and the right half White, lined with gold. And as for the Bony finger, it suddenly turned into a ring, one that made me feel the urge to subconsciously kiss it. His eyes… His left eye was normal, but his right eye was like a white vortex that made Beelzebub freeze up in horror. "You-you-you-you-you!" What's going on? What's going on? The entire world, except for Beelzebub, was confused. Forget the world, the poor system was also dumbfounded by the new turn of events. What's going on? Who can tell why his body has suddenly become too strong? .

[Running data again]

[Running scrutinization again!]

The system kept talking to itself, confused, shocked and terrified by the strength power crackling within its host. Data says the host is human. Human! Human! Human! Human! The reports kept coming out with the same results, and the system wished to flare its hands in annoyance. Human? The hell he is! Is the heavenly scanning system blind? Tell it what human can have such power sealed within its soul. No! It's only now that even he, the number system in existence, was able to know that his host had a seal buried in the deepest parts of his soul. And then you stand there to tell him his host is still human? YOU LIE! The system was so dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, and shocked beyond measure. Suddenly, its non-existent legs began to travel, as it looked at its host like an alien approaching the world. Then, building up its courage, it finally spoke with a shaky tone. [Host… Host… What exactly Are You?]

Dorian chuckled, a hint of amusement laced in his voice. 'Guess.'