Life Of A Nobody - as a Villain

The ethereal form had only condensed the top of this old man's body when it stopped suddenly.

In front of Rio stood an ethereal form of an old man. With a long white beard and white clothes, white smoke covered his figure like clouds covering the sun. There was not a speck of dust or any impurity in that form, as if that man was the most pure person in this land.

Sunlight fell onto that unreal figure, giving a feeling like some fairy or a God had descended down to the mortal realm and the world was welcoming their arrival.

The old man was just standing there but an aura of presence fell over Rio's shoulder, forcing his eyes to be closed for a moment.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and his gaze landed on the white haired boy standing in front of him.

As if sensing something, he raised his hand in a gesture as if touching the space around him. Feeling the closed off enchantment done by the system which kept Rio and this old man saturated from the world, away from the eyes of peeking Gods and demons, the old man frowned and glared back at the young boy in front of him.

"You're not the chosen one." He spoke slowly, each word of his calm and clear, sending ripples in the heart of any listener. "Nor the one favored by the destiny who woke me up."

Rio looked at the old man whose lips hadn't moved for once, but his voice echoed clear in his mind.

To Rio, this reminded him of something he read in one cultivation novel which said, immortals or fairies, every action of theirs contains the rhythm of dao.

They rarely speak.

As every word of theirs could become an order that can turn over the laws of the mortal world.

Yet their thoughts can reach the end of the world without any obstacle. Using telepathy was just a thought.

"This seat is in a good mood today, so remove your locks and I shall let you live."

While Rio was lost in thoughts, contemplating the mysteries of this world, the clear voice sounded in his ears again, clearly a little impatient this time.

'System, we're safe right?' Before answering the overpowered old man, Rio asked his system again.

[Are you still doubting me after all our time together? I'm hurt, you know.]

System said in a playful tone and then went silent as if really feeling hurt by this host's disbelief in his golden finger.

Rio just shook his head and ignored this damn AI which started having mood swings at the drop of a hat nowadays.

"It seems you're baffled by the majesty of this seat. But that is no excuse _" The old man seeing Rio just staring at him spoke up again, but in the middle of his self praising lines, Rio cut him off.

"Shut up oldie. You're in my hands now. So I'd suggest you watch your attitude , lest I get angry and send you to hell to meet Hela."

The old man who was still reeling in the emotions of waking up in this new world after hundreds of years, was stunned hearing the arrogant words of a junior.

Glancing at the level of this kid's strength the old man shook his head in displeasure as if looking at an ant. His face showed no sign of displeasure or anger, just pity.

Pity the fool who couldn't recognize the height of heavens and thought the cloud of smoke was the top of this world.

Truly a frog at the bottom of a well.

"I don't like your look." Rio said, seeing this contemptuous look aimed at him.

As his words finished, an iron chain appeared in his hands, burning with a black flame atop the edges.

Not wasting any time, Rio just directly slapped it towards the old man.

The chain passed through the ethereal body like moving through air without any effect or resistance.

The old man looked at Rio with the same contempt and flicked his sleeves. "Looks like the people of this era had really forgotten the rules of survival. The strong reigns _"

Aaaahhhhhhhh

The old man was in the middle of his high speech after seeing that Rio's attack failed to hit him or harm him, when suddenly he felt like someone just set him on fire. Or threw him into an active volcano.

A painful scream echoed in Rio's ears, so loud that they started to bleed slowly. His internal organs felt the shock passing through his body and trembled in freight. Yet he didn't scream or cry.

Taking a potion from his ring, Rio gulped it in one big motion and all his injuries healed in an instant.

"That was the first and last warning of this young master to you. Next time, you look at me like that and I'll whip you so hard your soul will be in tatters." Rio said and waved his hands as a chair appeared from his ring and got pulled behind him.

Sitting down upon it like a king, he flicked his fingers and the iron chain disappeared from his hand and turned into a circular tattoo on his wrist.

"I'll ask you a few questions and you'll give me some answers. And then if I'm satisfied, I'll let you go in peace." Rio said calmly, still reeling in from the loud scream that echoed in his mind.

The old man who suppressed the burning pain coming from the depth of his soul, looked at the imposing young man in front of him and frowned.

He was caught off guard by the sudden attack and the level of pain it brought him, thus losing his composure for a moment, yet he suppressed its effects instantly.

He was very shocked that the young kid in front of him could hurt him in the slightest and still look so calm about it.

Yet the truth was far from it. Though Rio looked calm, he was praising this old man in his heart. To deal with this overpowered remnant soul grandpa he had especially made some arrangements with the system beforehand. Yet even then his best attack, which was meant to beat him half to death was solved just like this by this old man.

'He really does deserve to be the protagonist's grandpa bodyguard.' Rio thought and directly spent another 50000 points to upgrade the skill latched on Soul Striker, the whip made by the Dullahans. A legion, who's solely responsible for reaping the souls of the deceased.

"Who are you? Which God do you serve?" The old man asked after seeing him controlling the hellfire and soul striker (name of the chain artifact).

Hearing the cross question Rio brought the iron chain out again, but then seeing the old grandpa who started chanting, Rio sighed audibly and put it away.

'This barrier is quite expensive to hide his torture. Let's just go easy on him.' He thought and looked at the old man silently.

After thinking for a few seconds he motioned from his hands for the old man to sit as a chair appeared behind him too.

"It looks like beating you will be useless, so let's play a game."