Mixed Blessing System



"Oh? Bitches of the finished Frost family?"

As six people, four from Fritz's group and two from the Welzel family group, were sitting around that business room, a chilling voice reached the ears of these people.

Each of them felt the hair around their bodies stand up as their thoughts stopped completely to focus on this intruder.

They all turned their faces in the direction of where Lothur was finishing crossing a wall.

They saw how the space was distorted around him and momentarily ignored Lothur's silver hair and unmistakable face.

They each paid attention to that ability only Saints or stronger ones could expose!

'A Saint?'

'How can that be? Where did this expert come from? What does he want with us?'

As the deformation of the space over that wall disappeared, those people were already pale, looking at Lothur, not knowing what to do.

Leon was open-mouthed, totally lost amid this situation. In front of the Saints, Transcendents like them were nothing more than insects!

There was nothing they could do, and if this person intended to kill them, they were already dead!

'Who is that?'

But Fritz clearly understood who this person was, and so he was trembling much more than the others in that room.

'Lo... Lot... Lothur!" He said in a low voice while pointing one of his fingers at the young man with a solemn expression on his face.

"What?"

"How can that be?"

"Then he really is a half-breed!"

"Damn you, Daemon!"

Lothur ignored these comments and made his Gravity skill put pressure on all of them.

Instantly they all shut their mouths, feeling the immense weight on them, without even being able to move their vocal cords.

"What were you guys talking about, the Frost family? Why did you call it a finished family?" Lothur questioned Leon as they felt pain in their bodies, afraid they would be crushed at any moment.

The pressure on Leon eased enough for him to speak, but he said nothing, too afraid.

He was planning to act against Lothur, against a Saint!

So he was sure he would die, and he couldn't let Lothur's question go unnoticed.

"Speak!"

But Lothur's voice had a power that the young master Welzel's fears could not keep him silent for long.

While breaking into a cold sweat, he said with difficulty but without blurring his words. "The Frost family was almost annihilated days ago. Most of their strongest members died or were seriously injured after many spectres appeared in the surroundings of their headquarters."

"What?" Lothur frowned his eyebrows much more. "Who of importance died?"

"Aiken Frost, some high-level elders..."

"What about Viktoria and Annaliese?" He came closer to Leon and held this fellow's neck.

"Your wife is fine. But Annaliese seems to be in a coma, as does Mabel." Leon said with difficulty, given the tightness around his neck.

Lothur let go of him as he looked down at the ground, a little bewildered, feeling the weight of this tragedy.

He had no idea that something like this would happen in his absence!

'There is something wrong with this world!

Why have spectres suddenly appeared at Frost headquarters? Previously there was no sign of such creatures there.' He remembered the sensations he had already felt in that area.

'Is this related to the battle during the Secret Realm?' He glanced back at Leon while clenching one of his fists.

'Damn it! Every time someone dies, a spectre will form? It shouldn't be like this. One grudging soul or other forming spectres wouldn't be strange but at this amount... There is something wrong with the Laws of this world!' He realized the big problem behind the various spectres he had already faced.

Lothur pressed Leon again. "And you called my women bitches? Are they who you were talking about?"

Leon didn't dare tell the truth this time.

But it didn't matter. He had talked about the Ritter Motor Company.

The only women in the Frost family who could lose control of that company were Viktoria and Annaliese.

Lothur then glared at Leon and the people there, feeling furious that these people coveted what was his.

At that moment, Fritz tried his best to say something but could not. However, Minos looked in his direction and eased his pressure as he squeezed Leon's neck again, intending to go all the way.

"Lothur, don't do this!

If we die here, it won't take long for the leaders of the Church to return to the empire to hunt you down!" Fritz said, feeling that this was their only chance to survive this creature.

"The Church?" Lothur maliciously laughed as darkness appeared in the surroundings, along with black flames.

Hellish sounds from the flames reached the ears of these six men as they felt an indescribable chill.

Lothur's silver eyes turned black as night, and each of them saw the figure of death in this person.

"Let the damned Church come! What can they do against me?" Minos shouted, as his level 20 cultivation scared these people.

Not long ago, he was at level 15 but had so easily reached that level!

Sensing it, some of those men pissed themselves in terror.

'We're all going to die!'

Gulp!

A second later, black flames invaded all of those people's bodies, overpowering them without difficulty.

Meanwhile, spatial barriers glowed in the surroundings of that business room, preventing all the spiritual fluctuations from spreading to the rest of that property.

Lothur was silent for a moment as he looked at these people, feeling like killing them without much thought.

But then he said. "You will meet a fate far worse than death. I will not kill you today but enslave you for the rest of your miserable lives.

Before I kill you, I will use each of you to degenerate your families, to wreak havoc on those related to you!

You will bring disgrace to Lars Leopoldine's life!"

Lothur clenched his fists tightly, crushing any barrier preventing him from dominating the hearts of these people.

In the blink of an eye, darkness had overpowered these six people, Lothur's first infiltrators into Lars' forces!

He then spoke his final words of domination. "In the end, I will drink the blood of the damned members of the imperial family with your skulls!"