Malevolent – Chapter 70 – Hidden Weapons and Gradually Revealed Ambitions

In the outskirts of Clavino, the capital of the Westivian Covenant.

This main experimental base of the Sevitt Syndicate also seemed less than peaceful today.

“BOOM!!”

With a tremendous noise and a flash of lightning, the main door of the weapons testing field was suddenly shattered by a concentrated spiritual energy shockwave. Under the somewhat terrified gaze of the researchers in the laboratory, a disheveled blonde man with a dirt-covered face burst in aggressively, wielding a long sword.

It should be noted that this was a new weapons development testing facility established by the Sevitt military industrial syndicate with funding from the Covenant government—one of the most important military classified areas in the entire Covenant. However, after this classified area was breached, the numerous experts stationed there and the large number of guardian mechs remained motionless, awkwardly rooted to the spot.

The reason was simple.

The blonde man who had broken into the weapons testing field was none other than the first heir of the Sevitt Syndicate, Greemir Sevitt.

For Greemir, the only obstacle might have been the chief engineer who was chasing after him, panting.

“Lord Greemir!! Wait!! You can’t act recklessly! That weapon is still in the experimental stage, you can’t use it haphazardly!!” The man with thick glasses hurriedly caught up.

Unfortunately, Greemir wouldn’t listen to a word he said.

After seeing “Lianna” being devoured by Forgiveness, Greemir had only one thought in his mind… to destroy that Vassal Tier monster and save Lianna!

Although all witnesses told him that Lianna couldn’t possibly be alive…

Greemir refused to believe it.

—”Lianna must be alive! If I’m quick enough, I can rescue her from that monster’s belly!!”

Greemir, whose mental state was already somewhat collapsed, made such a wishful judgment in his heart.

With this thought in mind, Greemir, who had become obsessed after a series of blows, rushed quickly toward the oval-shaped weapon on the test platform that was still in the testing phase.

Clearly, after realizing the huge power gap between himself and Forgiveness, Greemir wanted to use this newly developed… weapon targeting high-level Corrupted Beasts to deal with Forgiveness.

Seeing this, Chief Engineer Koselo broke out in a cold sweat:

“Lord Greemir!! Don’t act recklessly!! That thing is still very unstable, if used carelessly, it might devour you instead!”

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While shouting, Koselo cast an angry glance at the nearby guards:

“What are you standing there for?! Stop Lord Greemir!”

Hearing this, the guards who had been stunned for a long time finally came to their senses and hurriedly moved to surround Greemir.

However, just as they took a step forward, these guards stopped again. They were surprised to find that Greemir, who had been in such a hurry just a moment ago, had now stopped in his tracks. Not only that, but somehow… another figure had appeared beside Greemir.

And that figure’s hand was casually placed on Greemir’s shoulder.

Who is that?!!

This question arose in the minds of both the nearby guards and Chief Engineer Koselo.

—”Lord Greemir, please calm down and don’t do anything foolish. Lianna-Anloxi is already dead.”

The red-haired man who had suddenly appeared spoke coldly.

“Impossible! Lianna is the Divine-Graced Maiden! A person protected by the Celestial Lord, she cannot possibly die!”

Evidently, the red-haired man’s words had touched Greemir’s sore spot, causing him to roar in anger.

“Take your hand off!! Don’t get in my way!”

As he roared, the spiritual energy around Greemir’s body surged like boiling magma. In the next moment, the powerful aura belonging to the peak of the Divine Martial Realm suddenly erupted, causing the surrounding air to tremble with this force, and fierce winds carrying debris ravaged the surroundings.

He wanted to use this force to break free from the restraint behind him and blast away the red-haired man who had his hand on his shoulder.

However, the red-haired man merely smiled slightly at this.

“Calm down. And face reality. You have great potential, there’s no need to throw your life away now.” The red-haired man applied a slight pressure with his index finger.

In an instant, a terrifying force like a mountain pressing down came crashing down.

With a deafening boom, Greemir’s spiritual energy field collapsed and dissipated like a bubble, turning into nothing. The surrounding storm stopped, flying debris fell straight down, and the entire space seemed to be completely crushed by that force, unable to breathe. Greemir’s eyes suddenly froze, his body seemed to bear a thousand pounds of weight, and the severe pain from his shoulder made it almost impossible for him to stand steady.

“……”

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He muttered softly, his eyes full of disbelief and struggle. However, Greemir’s struggle had no effect; his knees made creaking sounds under the heavy pressure, and the ground suddenly cracked, with fissures spreading outward like a spider web.

Before long, Greemir knelt on one knee, both hands supporting his body on the ground, his entire body trembling like a withered leaf in the wind.

“Damn…”

While subduing Greemir, the red-haired man also turned his gaze to the side.

At this moment, facing this unexpected guest, the guards and mech guards in the testing field, after coming to their senses, immediately surrounded the red-haired man in great numbers.

Confronted with such an imposing scene, the red-haired man merely raised his hand indifferently and snapped his fingers.

A terrifying aura belonging to a Divine Departure Realm expert immediately spread outward like an invisible tidal wave from the red-haired man at its center.

That pressure seemed to deform the air itself. All the approaching guards felt a tightness in their chests, their knees weakened, and they all fell to their knees. Their faces turned red from the unbearable pressure, their breathing became rapid, and they were completely unable to stand up. Even the weapons in their hands lost support and slipped from their powerless hands, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

At the same time, snow-white flames suddenly rose from the man’s fingertips, dancing like spirit snakes, and quickly spread to the surroundings.

These flames had no scorching heat, but emitted a strange cold aura. Even the huge mechs with their powerful armor and power systems proved no match when touched by these white flames. As the flames lightly licked the shells of the mechs, the originally roaring machinery suddenly fell silent, the crimson light disappeared from the mechanical eyes, and all joints and weapon systems seemed to be frozen by an invisible force, completely losing power.

The mechs stood in place like lifeless sculptures, as if, like the guards, they were completely suppressed by the suffocating aura of the red-haired man. The scene was terrifyingly quiet, with only the snow-white flames dancing in the air, emitting an eerie atmosphere…

Meanwhile, under this terrible spiritual pressure, Greemir seemed to gradually regain some of his rationality. After regaining clarity, he sat kneeling on the ground and shakily turned his head to look behind him.

“You… you’re from Paradise Manor, Moande?”

“It’s my honor to be remembered by the heir of the Sevitt Syndicate.”

The red-haired man, that is, Moande, smiled elegantly:

“It seems you’ve regained your senses, Lord Greemir.”

With that, Moande dispersed the spiritual pressure he had gathered around him and extended his hand to Greemir in a seemingly friendly gesture.

However, Greemir had no intention of accepting the goodwill. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped away Moande’s palm.

“This is a classified location of the Westivian Covenant! People from Paradise Manor, please leave immediately!”

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Although he had witnessed the terrifying power of the man before him, Greemir showed no signs of weakness, but instead looked at the other with neither servility nor arrogance.

“Leave?”

Moande shook his head playfully.

“Don’t you want to avenge Lianna, Lord Greemir?”

“What?”

Hearing this, Greemir’s expression changed as he caught his breath, and he stared heavily at Moande.

“How could I not want to?”

Thinking of the scene of Lianna being devoured by Forgiveness, Greemir clenched his fists in pain and anger.

“But what does vengeance have to do with whether you leave or not?”

“It’s simple. I… or more precisely, our people… can help you complete the ‘Reshir Project’.”

?!!

As these words reached his ears, Greemir’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and his gaze towards Moande was immediately filled with unprecedented vigilance.

“How do you know about this project?”

“That’s not the point. The point is, we can help you complete the development of this deicide weapon. And once this deicide weapon is developed, not only can we help you take revenge and eliminate Forgiveness. With this weapon, even the Trinity of Malevolence will no longer be invincible.”

“……”

Silently repeating these words, Greemir pressed his lips together with complex emotions.

Undeniably, he desperately wanted revenge, wanted to destroy the Vassal Tier monster that had killed Lianna and her daughters…

Taking a deep breath, Greemir shook his head gravely:

“Please leave, Mr. Moande. I don’t understand what you’re talking about. This is a military zone, and I must ask you to leave immediately.”

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“Hehe, I understand your concerns. But please don’t be so wary of me. After all, I will soon be involved in this Reshir Project.”

“Don’t joke about this, that’s impossible.”

Greemir shook his head with great certainty.

The Reshir Project was the highest-level military research project of their Westivian Covenant. The Covenant government wouldn’t even allow their ally, the Qingyun Nation, to participate, let alone people from Paradise Manor.

To prevent infiltration, the President was constantly on guard against people from Paradise Manor, so how could he possibly allow them to participate in such a core project?

However, just as Greemir was making such a confident judgment in his heart, Moande let out a sneer.

“Nothing is impossible, Lord Greemir.”

With those words, a document signed with the Covenant President’s name was held up in front of Greemir by Moande.

“Please take a good look, this is your President’s decree.”

“What?!!”

As the contents of the document came into view, Greemir’s expression changed dramatically, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“This, this is impossible? How could the President possibly agree? No, this can’t be!”

“I know it’s hard for you to accept. But this is the reality…”

Moande playfully patted Greemir’s shoulder. At the same time, the kind smile on the red-haired man’s face disappeared, replaced by an unquestionable authority.

“From now on… this deicide weapon development project will be taken over by our Paradise Manor… Be happy, Greemir. With our researchers involved, I believe ‘Reshir’ will soon be ready for use. Very soon, you’ll be able to use this weapon to take your revenge.”

Having said this, ignoring the dumbfounded Greemir and the nearby researchers and guards with strange expressions, Moande simply placed his hands behind his back and walked forward step by step.

Gazing at the oval-shaped metal object floating in mid-air, Moande couldn’t help but slightly curl his lips upward.

The days of merely defending and retreating,

It was time for them to end.