Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes! - Chapter 68

Chapter 68: Chapter68-Speak and Be Eaten?

Seeing Velen as a barrier blocking the wind in front of her, even Anastasia, with a heart as deep as a calm well, couldn’t help but feel a slight ripple.

This Velen, really something, when it comes to matters, he’s truly on the frontlines!

Although he looks a bit naive.

“Velen, things aren’t what you think…”

She was about to explain, but saw Velen already turning to the Ironback Centipede, giving orders.

“Iron Cub, take Lord Anastasia and leave. I’ll handle this!”

The moment Anastasia heard Velen’s voice, she felt a vast mana wrap around her, and under the guidance of the Ironback Centipede, she was quickly whisked away from the forge shop.

She tried to break free from the Ironback Centipede’s hold, but given her current level, compared to the Ironback Centipede, the gap was still too great. She couldn’t escape.

“Iron Cub, let go of me! Master Ethan is not only a smith master, but also an Ascended Rank lv9 being!”

She was really worried about Velen. After all, Master Ethan’s strength was terrifying!

Although the Ironback Centipede had also reached Ascended Rank lv9, it had only survived two thunder strikes.

But Master Ethan had endured five thunder strikes!

However, the Ironback Centipede, after sensing this, had already turned back into the forge shop, completely ignoring her words.

It had already sensed the old dwarf’s level when it first saw him and knew that he was stronger than it.

But standing next to Velen, a mysterious and formidable figure, it remembered how it had been pummeled by that golden-armored man.

Who was in danger?

That was not for Anastasia to decide.

Inside the Forge Shop.

After seeing Ironback Centipede take Anastasia away, Velen stared coldly at the old dwarf, his gaze filled with condescension and disdain, “Old dwarf, you’ve got guts! You dare take my stuff, dare bully my… my Lord?”

Saying this, Velen stomped on a nearby table, shattering it into splinters!

“Are you insulting my mentor?”

As Velen grew more insolent, Victoria, with her muscular arms clenched tightly, ready to strike, was stopped by Ethan with a firm grip on her wrist.

“You’ve got courage, I haven’t seen many like you,” Ethan said, sizing up the arrogant Velen, a trace of admiration appearing on his wrinkled old face.

“Mentor, this guy insults you like that and you’re praising him?” Victoria was utterly confused, hands on her hips.

Ethan looked at Velen for a moment, then turned to comfort the fuming Victoria with a chuckle, “If you ever have someone like him under your command, someone who will step up without hesitation in a critical moment, no matter how he insults me, I would not be angry, I’d be very pleased!”

Victoria paused for a moment before realizing.

It seemed this Velen was likely the Vice Captain that Anastasia had just mentioned.

To stand up for Anastasia in front of her mentor, no matter how rude he was, it showed he was indeed someone worth respecting. No wonder Anastasia valued him so much; Victoria couldn’t help but feel a little happy for her.

Victoria’s gaze softened as she looked at Velen.

After a brief silence, Ethan spoke up again, “Who are you? When standing up for someone else, shouldn’t you first check your own rank? Do you really think you can act recklessly just because of that spellbeast?”

Although Ethan could feel that the young man in front of him was a friend of Anastasia, he didn’t know their exact relationship or background.

Now was a good time to test Velen. After all, Velen gave off an air of someone who didn’t seem to think much of Ethan.

Before Velen could respond, Ironback Centipede couldn’t help but laugh.

If it followed Velen’s instructions and got beaten up in return for letting off some steam, though it would be humiliating, at least it would save its life.

Otherwise, it might not even know how it died.

“Old dwarf, you seem to be a terrifying existence with that level. How about we gamble? No matter how hard you strike, you won’t be able to hurt a single hair on my body?”

Velen waved his hand provocatively at Ethan, the challenge so strong it almost spilled over.

“You’re pretty cocky, young man!”

Seeing Velen’s confidence, Ethan grew even more curious. He raised his forge hammer and swung it down at Velen. The air cracked around it, as if smashing through glass.

With his own strength at Ascended Rank lv9 and being both a blacksmith and berserker, that hammer strike could flatten a mountain in an instant!

Of course, Ethan was confident enough in his skills to stop the blow before it could turn Velen into mush.

After all, Velen was only at Expert Rank lv9, and he wouldn’t be able to withstand a blow like this.

As the hammer grew closer to Velen, the air in front of him twisted like dough. A force that seemed to tear the heavens apart surged out, freezing time and space for a moment.

Then, a red-haired man with a single eye appeared in front of Velen with a crazed laugh.

“Finally, a minion who’s barely worth looking at. Now I can descend!”

As he spoke, an aura of hellish bloodlust spread from him, turning the air around him a chilling crimson.

Madness!

Terror!

Slaughter!

Anyone within this blood-red aura felt an overwhelming sense of impending death, their hearts gripped with anxiety!

Even Ethan, the most powerful of them, was momentarily stunned.

The moment he saw the man’s single eye, memories flooded back of this man’s destructive presence on battlefields, tearing through Awakener after Awakener, blood droplets raining like a bloody storm!

This man seemed to revel in killing, and he could bring about endless carnage!

As the man’s blood-soaked gaze scanned the room, his hands, dripping with blood from his fingertips, trembled with excitement as he spoke in a hoarse, crazed voice:

“Master, let me tear them apart and show you a blood-soaked fireworks display, to vent your anger!”

Upon seeing Velen, the man immediately breathed heavily and saluted before impatiently speaking.

His voice was both raspy and wild, his body trembling from excitement.

Velen looked at the red-haired man, surprised. It was obvious that he was one of his protectors.

But why did he feel so different from the others?

This one was clearly not like the others who protected him. He seemed like a madman, speaking of slaughtering all life on the planet!

Everyone present didn’t feel like he was bluffing; he truly had the power to do it!

Velen had no doubt. Even the lowest-ranked members of the Guardians were terrifying beings from the upper planes, capable of eradicating these people with ease.

“Old dwarf, did you raise your hand against my master?”

The red-haired, one-eyed man licked his lips, his voice dripping with malice.

“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you just yet. I want you to watch as I carve your body into a thousand pieces and savor your flesh.”

Not receiving a direct order from Velen, the one-eyed man did not strike immediately, but spoke coldly.

Seeing this, Velen was left speechless.

The Guardians were this wild?

Who did they recruit?