Chapter 657: Gaya Vs Everyone In The Tavern
Chapter 657: Gaya Vs Everyone In The Tavern
Chapter 657: Gaya vs Everyone in the tavern"I got this," Gaya put the sack containing Puma's head on her chair after she stood up. She cracked her fist. Her eyes turned predatory as though of a seasoned killer. It was evident she was not in the mood for playing. Anyone could see the suppressed rage in her eyes. The bartender looked at her for a moment before turning his gaze back to Michael. He couldn't believe the youngster was letting a girl face these killers. As a man who lived in the southern continent for decades, the bartender could easily differentiate cultivators from southerners. These two were definitely not from the Southern continent. Which meant they hailed from the cultivation continents. However, no matter how powerful they were in their homelands, in the Southern continent, they were as weak as babies. Atleast, that's what the bartender thought.
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Michael slowly took the glass in his hand and took a little sip. He didn't even bother to turn around.
"You have insurance for this place?" asked Michael.
Meanwhile, three tall, bulky muscular mountains moved toward Gaya. Gaya and Michael were tall, but these three were taller. They were tall enough to raise anyone's eyebrows. If being tall wasn't enough to stand out, they were big enough to win any bodybuilding competition on earth. Compared to them, Gaya looked smaller, like a child.
The three cracked their knuckles. One of them looked at Michael,
"Last chance, kid. Leave now, and we won't mess up your girl," growled the man. He didn't remove his hood so Michael Michael couldn't see his face in the reflection in the glass.
"Try not to kill them," said Michael, completely ignoring the man.
"But the more the blood, the better," said Michael. Drawing out Lenora might require them to spill more blood. She was a vampire, after all. Michael didn't delude himself by thinking he could get an Elder Vampire's attention without bloodshed. As much as he liked to avoid bloodshed, some tasks required blood. For instance, the bartender could tell them he knows Lenora or the way to meet Lenora. Instead, he ordered his lackeys to beat them up. A wrong decision on the bartender's path. Gaya was ready to fight Michael himself, let alone these nobodies.
"I don't have all day," Gaya coldly threatened the three. She rolled up her sleeves, preparing to beat the crap out of them. The three might have an advantage in size, but they were no match for a furious woman with arch energy coursing through her veins. Their heavy thundering boots made the table nearby tremble.
Instead of ganging up on her, only one approached Gaya. The man didn't take Gaya seriously. So, when he reached an arm-reaching distance from Gaya, he tried to put his hand on Gaya's shoulder with the intention of throwing her out. Before his hand could touch Gaya, she grabbed his hand, immediately crushing his hand.
"ARGH!' The man squealed like an injured cat. His scream surprised everyone. But his cry was cut short when Gaya kicked him right between the legs with enough force to dislocate his pelvic bone.
"You are making a big fucking mistake," The bartender growled.
"What mistake?" Michael bashed the bartender's head against the table yet another time. The few bottles lined up on the counter fell off to the ground. Glass shattered into tiny bits and pieces, momentarily taking everyone's gaze from Gaya to Michael.
"NO!" On the other hand, the lady who tried to stop Gaya screamed, seeing Gaya raise the chair. Unfortunately, Gaya didn't stop. She brought down the chair with all her might upon them. The two of them were instantly knocked out cold by Gaya.
"Now tell me where the fuck is Lenora?!" Gaya roared. Her mighty roar shook the entire tavern like an earthquake.
Seconds passed, turning into minutes. Thirty minutes went by in a blink of an eye. At that moment, the tavern was in ruin. All the customers were bleeding on the ground and groaning in pain. There was not a single table that remained intact. She went a little overboard. When she was done, the place reeked of blood and old ale. Standing in the middle of the tavern, Gaya looked like a demon incarnate. The blood of her victims oozed down from her body from head to toe.
Finally, Michael let go of the bartender. Once he saw the state of his tavern and the customers, his face lost all color. The man trembled.
"Demon," That was the first thought that appeared in his mind when he noticed Gaya.
Michael slowly placed the glass on the table. He rose from the chair, turning around. First, he just adjusted his robes, and then, he picked up the sack with Puma's head.
"Is this enough?" Michael asked, throwing the sack to the dark corner of the tavern. An oblivious man could see nothing but darkness. For Michael however, the figure hiding in the darkness was clear as day.
Gaya turned her gaze to the corner. Surprisingly, she saw a figure stepping out of the darkness.
"Lenora," Gaya growled.
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Michael slowly took the glass in his hand and took a little sip. He didn't even bother to turn around.
"You have insurance for this place?" asked Michael.
Meanwhile, three tall, bulky muscular mountains moved toward Gaya. Gaya and Michael were tall, but these three were taller. They were tall enough to raise anyone's eyebrows. If being tall wasn't enough to stand out, they were big enough to win any bodybuilding competition on earth. Compared to them, Gaya looked smaller, like a child.
The three cracked their knuckles. One of them looked at Michael,
"Last chance, kid. Leave now, and we won't mess up your girl," growled the man. He didn't remove his hood so Michael Michael couldn't see his face in the reflection in the glass.
"Try not to kill them," said Michael, completely ignoring the man.
"But the more the blood, the better," said Michael. Drawing out Lenora might require them to spill more blood. She was a vampire, after all. Michael didn't delude himself by thinking he could get an Elder Vampire's attention without bloodshed. As much as he liked to avoid bloodshed, some tasks required blood. For instance, the bartender could tell them he knows Lenora or the way to meet Lenora. Instead, he ordered his lackeys to beat them up. A wrong decision on the bartender's path. Gaya was ready to fight Michael himself, let alone these nobodies.
"I don't have all day," Gaya coldly threatened the three. She rolled up her sleeves, preparing to beat the crap out of them. The three might have an advantage in size, but they were no match for a furious woman with arch energy coursing through her veins. Their heavy thundering boots made the table nearby tremble.
Instead of ganging up on her, only one approached Gaya. The man didn't take Gaya seriously. So, when he reached an arm-reaching distance from Gaya, he tried to put his hand on Gaya's shoulder with the intention of throwing her out. Before his hand could touch Gaya, she grabbed his hand, immediately crushing his hand.
"ARGH!' The man squealed like an injured cat. His scream surprised everyone. But his cry was cut short when Gaya kicked him right between the legs with enough force to dislocate his pelvic bone.
"You are making a big fucking mistake," The bartender growled.
"What mistake?" Michael bashed the bartender's head against the table yet another time. The few bottles lined up on the counter fell off to the ground. Glass shattered into tiny bits and pieces, momentarily taking everyone's gaze from Gaya to Michael.
"NO!" On the other hand, the lady who tried to stop Gaya screamed, seeing Gaya raise the chair. Unfortunately, Gaya didn't stop. She brought down the chair with all her might upon them. The two of them were instantly knocked out cold by Gaya.
"Now tell me where the fuck is Lenora?!" Gaya roared. Her mighty roar shook the entire tavern like an earthquake.
Seconds passed, turning into minutes. Thirty minutes went by in a blink of an eye. At that moment, the tavern was in ruin. All the customers were bleeding on the ground and groaning in pain. There was not a single table that remained intact. She went a little overboard. When she was done, the place reeked of blood and old ale. Standing in the middle of the tavern, Gaya looked like a demon incarnate. The blood of her victims oozed down from her body from head to toe.
Finally, Michael let go of the bartender. Once he saw the state of his tavern and the customers, his face lost all color. The man trembled.
"Demon," That was the first thought that appeared in his mind when he noticed Gaya.
Michael slowly placed the glass on the table. He rose from the chair, turning around. First, he just adjusted his robes, and then, he picked up the sack with Puma's head.
"Is this enough?" Michael asked, throwing the sack to the dark corner of the tavern. An oblivious man could see nothing but darkness. For Michael however, the figure hiding in the darkness was clear as day.
Gaya turned her gaze to the corner. Surprisingly, she saw a figure stepping out of the darkness.
"Lenora," Gaya growled.