“Is it… Normal?!” I couldn’t help but ask.

Sigh! In fact this is the first time for me to see it in the flesh. I heard a clan in the other universe is covered with such wounds as tattoos. They use these to summon fierce creatures to fight for them. I believe you are experiencing the same thing

“Oh,” I got what he wanted to say here. This wasn’t normal at all! But it also wasn’t unheard of. At least I knew I didn’t get attacked while being busy checking my technique.

“My technique…” I recalled it and instantly closed my eyes to check it. But at this moment, I felt the glove covering my right arm fade away.

And when I tried to sense my technique, it was gone! It was like it wasn’t there in the first place! Not a single trace was left behind, making me deeply shocked.

Where would that monster be? Did it work or not? How would I summon that bastard again?

It’s already sealed inside that mark on your back

Sith always had the answer for anything I couldn’t get.

“So… How can I summon it then?” This was the million dollars question.

There is a way to summon it directly from that seal mark. But let me first research on how those folks used to did it before returning to you

“Can’t I summon it using my technique?”

Dummy! Your technique to seal and bind, not to summon! You didn’t include any summon words inside that technique, remember?

His words hit me and made me regret not writing summon back there. Damn! I should have thought thoroughly and much deeper about this before finalising the technique.

However… Everything ended in my favour. And now… It was the revenge time.

“What… The hell is that?!!!”

But just as I turned my attention towards the all calm ocean waves, I saw something unexpected down there.

“This…” Isac also got attracted to the spot I was looking at, “isn’t this… The main body of that monster?!!”

It was! Down there, I found lots of flesh and bones, floating on the surface of water like the water itself didn’t want any of these.

Bones… There were bones… Lots of bones… Damn! I hit the jackpot this time. “Hahahaha!” I couldn’t prevent myself from laughing while controlling the chariot to get down there.

“Come forth,” I summoned one of my Krakens, “jump there, and let’s take a tour,” I said amidst my laughs while that big fellow jumped off and I followed.

As I landed on its back, I pointed towards the hill sized pieces of flesh around. “Go there, let’s go now, hahaha!” I was really enjoying this!

I left Isac all alone behind, while watching me fervently visiting all the flesh pieces. I touched these, claimed my precious bones, and also stored away the rest.

I was acting like a scrap picker, gathering anything and everything and storing these away.

Aside from my precious bones that I desperately needed for my cultivation base, these flesh and tentacles must be of a very high grade.

Materials, meat, and even blood droplets… I gathered it all! After an hour of fervently moving around, I managed to just clear one tenth of this mess.

And with such harvest alone I kept laughing all the time. I got over two hundred pieces of bones so far, all were dark gold grade or above, with dozens in black and red grade.

That was a big harvest! And it wasn’t over yet! Just a single red grade bone let me open my cultivation base. And with these, I was sure to ascend higher and even make a big breakthrough.

“This…” just in the middle of doing this, I met an unexpected surprise. “A diamond grade bone? Damn! Damn! This is… Big!!” I shouted while looking at the message I got about the grade of this bone.

Damn! Every bone I got would be doubled by the blessing of my god. So by this I didn’t just get one diamond grade bone, but double! Damn! This was huge!

Getting this bone elevated my expectations for the rest. But it seemed this big dude only got one of such grades. The rest were dark gold or above, black and red grades.

But it wasn’t that bad actually. Before getting this diamond bone, I was very thrilled and content with the red and dark grade bones.

Did you kill them? Really?!!!

This time, the message didn’t come from Wryly, but from Fang himself.

At last you got time to speak directly with me I rolled my eyes when I read his words.

Dude, I was blocked from getting in touch with you!

What changed then? I knew something must have happened. After all, Fang contacted me eight hours after the end of such a big battle.

The news must have spread a long time ago. I didn’t just kill paragons, but also that scary boogeyman of the Selvator race.

This was indeed a fierce blow to that race. And as I anticipated, they made their move.

A ceasefire!

Sorry, what? I faked my ignorance about this request.

My race is asking for a ceasefire treaty with you, extending for the rest of the apocalypse

Not good enough thought it was enough, who said I wouldn’t ask for more from such a wounded race? Who told them to stand against me and act all mighty and such?

This… Then, what do you want?

First you must return to the race of the paragons I sent out my first condition for such a treaty, not just as an archlord. They have to reinstate you again in a higher position, and decorate you with what suited your previous achievements

If I didn’t know you well, I’d have to thank you for your care and concern for me

What for then? I’m doing all this for you!

Come on! I’m not that simple minded Berserker to make a fool of me! What else? What do you want?