Damon did not want to die, let alone give up what he had worked for in the past decade. If he had to give up all those things, then he would rather die.


    "Don''t worry, you won''t die. Just be good and swallow these two me crystal cores."


    The cloaked figure fed Damon two ck-colored me crystal cores. Then, he took out a syringe filled with a red fluorescent liquid, injected it into the syringe, and plunged it into Damon''s left chest, injecting the red liquid into his body.


    In an instant, Damon emitted a powerful spiritual energy aura, and the fiery red spiritual energy that represented the fire element rapidly spread from Damon, quickly covering the entire training room.


    The mes of spiritual energy formed a turbulent flow in the room, constantly crashing in the training room. Under the powerful impact, the cups and some tables and chairs in the training room were shattered to pieces.


    The spiritual energy emanating from Damon''s body had such formidable power, and the spiritual energy erupting within him was rapidly pushing Damon''s body to its limits.


    "Since Demetra will kill Wilbur, you will stay here for the next few days. Just wait for the fusion of nine me crystal cores."


    The cloaked man turned and walked out of the training room, leaving behind Damon who was screaming in agony.


    "Ah!"


    The door of the training room closed, and silence returned. The cloaked man emerged from the basement and returned to the living room. At that moment, a man in white robes was already waiting there.


    The cloaked man said, "Left Protector, do you have anything to report?"


    The Left Protector bowed politely to the cloaked man and said, "Messenger, Light Valley has received some news. The Light Gloves of the Light Warrior have appeared in the world, and the Light Saint has been killed. The Lord has instructed us to find the whereabouts of those gloves."


    "I see. You may go."


    "Yes, sir."


    As the Left Protector left, the cloaked man fell silent for a moment, then snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, these strong ones from a different world all want to dominate this space? Even if I let Wilbur be the strongest in this world, I won''t let your ns seed!"


    Demetra sat on the rooftop as he drank soda, looking up at the stars in the night sky. It was something he used to do with Miyah. Both of them were born as orphans, so they did not have the regr life most people did.


    Even having a meal was often a luxury. Back then, even soda was a luxury, and Demetra and Miyah loved to buy one bottle each, sitting on the rooftopte at night as they gazed at the stars and chatted.


    Demetra said, "Miyah, wait for me. After we settle matters with Greensource Corp, I will find you. Then, we can live together in a foreign ce and live our lives out in peace."


    For ordinary people, the endless pursuit of wealth, fame, and status was what they sought throughout their lives. However, for Demetra and Miyah, those were all luxuries. What they wanted the most was to just live their lives peacefully.


    Nheless, with the Greensource Corp''s matters staring at him, Demetra had no choice but to face it. Thinking of that, Demetra tilted his head back and gulped down the soda in the bottle. At that moment, Wilbur walked up to him.


    Wilbur saw Demetra sitting there and smiled slightly, saying, "It''s already sote, why aren''t you sleeping? What are you doing up here?"


    Demetra said, "Well, you''re not sleeping either, are you?"


    "Heh, that''s true. What are you thinking about that''s making you look so glum?"