Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 745: Wyatt Barnes’ Pride and Dignity

Wyatt was not unfamiliar with the creature known as ’dragon’.

In his previous life, when he was still on Earth, when he was still the weapon master, ’Wyatt’, in that ancient eastern nation he belonged to, the people had another title.

The descendants of the dragon!

He was a descendant of the dragon.

Of course, the ’dragon’ of his previous life was more of a mythical creature. At least before he came to this world, he did not believe that ’dragons’ truly existed.

"The dragons in the legends of my previous life consisted of three-clawed Divine Dragons, four-clawed Divine Dragons, five-clawed Divine Dragons... But the Five-Clawed Divine Dragon seemed to be the limit of the dragons. Never had I heard of the existence of a ’Six-Clawed Divine Dragon’."

In the ancient eastern nation of his previous life, the more claws a dragon had, the higher its status and position.

Just like the dragon robes of ancient times.

Only the supreme emperor could wear the dragon robe embroidered with the ’Five-Clawed Divine Dragon’. Those princes and crown princes, even if they wore dragon robes, they were merely embroidered with the three-clawed Divine Dragon or the four-clawed Divine Dragon, far from being on par with the ’Five-Clawed Divine Dragon’.

"Six-Clawed Divine Dragon...unseen and unheard of in the past."

Looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, dressed in a robe with a Six-Clawed Divine Dragon, a hint of surprise flashed in Wyatt’s eyes, then he chose to ignore him and walked by.

Yet, when Wyatt tried to bypass him and leave,

Whoosh!

A burst of wind hit him in the face, and a figure, a figure in a Six-Clawed Divine Dragon robe, appeared out of thin air in front of Wyatt.

"Huh?"

Looking at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, his face calm, Wyatt furrowed his eyebrows.

He suddenly realized that this middle-aged man was targeting him.

"Who are you?"

Wyatt asked solemnly. freёwebnoѵel.com

At the same time, he carefully examined the middle-aged man in the Six-Clawed Divine Dragon robe. The fact that this man dared to wear a Six-Clawed Dragon Robe implicitly suggested that he sought to surpass the emperor, his ambition was no small matter.

The middle-aged man was not particularly handsome, but he was respectable, with a stern face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. As he quietly gazed at Wyatt, it was as if he were looking at air.

The middle-aged man did not answer Wyatt’s question. After examining Wyatt up and down, he nodded and said, "Indeed, a good seed."

"Huh?"

Wyatt furrowed his eyebrows, not understanding what the middle-aged man meant.

For a moment, he couldn’t help but extend his spirit, hoping to probe the man’s identity.

However, when Wyatt’s spirit approached the middle-aged man, before it could get close, it felt like it hit a cotton ball—leaving him unable to make further investigations.

"This..."

In an instant, Wyatt’s pupils involuntarily shrank and a trace of shock appeared on his face.

There were only two possibilities to explain why his spirit was unable to probe.

The first, the man in front of him had comprehended the ’Transforming Void Realm’, a ’high-level realm’, belonging to the Cave Void Realm powerhouses;

The second, he was a powerhouse of the Transforming Void Realm!

No matter which possibility, the man before him was not someone he could handle at this stage. He knew his limits.

The man in the Six-Clawed Divine Dragon robe gave him the same impression he had when he met Taoi Romero.

"An inscriber?"

The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised looking at Wyatt, "It seems that I have underestimated you. To have such strong capabilities, along with being an ’inscriber’ ... In the history of the Great Turdo Dynasty, there has hardly been anyone with martial arts talent that could match you."

"Who on earth are you?!"

Wyatt was not surprised at being recognized as an inscriber by the middle-aged man and asked gravely.

He was desperate to know the other’s identity as well as their intentions.

He didn’t believe that such a strong man would personally come to him just to chat... There must be something more important; otherwise, why would such a powerhouse make a personal appearance?

"You, swear with ’Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation’ to be loyal to me alone, without a shred of duplicity..."

Instead of answering Wyatt, the middle-aged man stated sentence by sentence.

Wyatt was dumbfounded.

"You, asking me to swear? To pledge loyalty to you?"

He quickly reacted and couldn’t help but laugh, "Who do you think you are? Wanting me to swear loyalty to you...ridiculous!!"

"Otherwise, death!!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man finished his sentence, his normally calm eyes instantly shot out intimidating cold lights, sweeping toward Wyatt like a blade.

In an instant, Wyatt only felt a powerful surge sweep over him, his face turned pale and he was out of breath.

However, even in the face of the strong aura emanating from the middle-aged man, Wyatt stood staunch, choosing death over surrender.

"What are your intentions? Speak up."

Wyatt took a deep breath and asked solemnly.

He didn’t believe that the other party came to him just to make him a servant. He saw a trace of unnoticeable eager light in the other party’s eyes. That was the light of ’desire’.

Accordingly, he knew that the other party must have come with an ulterior motive.

"The dead don’t need to know too much."

The middle-aged man spoke lightly and suddenly stepped forward, coming a little closer to Wyatt.

Whoosh!

Almost at the same time, Wyatt Barnes felt the pressure on him increase instantly, as heavy as Mount Tai.

However, Wyatt Barnes still continued to endure with gritted teeth, motionless, not showing any signs of submission.

It wasn’t that Wyatt Barnes didn’t want to fight back, but under this overwhelming presence, he dared not distract himself by moving his Origin Force, otherwise, he would surely be injured.

Most importantly, even if he moved his Origin Force, he could not escape under the opponent’s watch, let alone defeat him.

"Stubborn fool! Let’s see how hard you are!"

The middle-aged man coldly spoke and took another step forward.

Instantly, his aura increased even more.

Whoosh!

The overwhelmingly strong aura rose yet again, like a huge mountain pressing down on Wyatt Barnes’ body, making his body tremble, and his face turned pale.

The middle-aged man lifted his brows, surprised to see Wyatt Barnes was still being able to remain unmoved. He then took another step forward.

Boom!

At the moment when the middle-aged man took his step, Wyatt Barnes felt an even more terrifying aura blasting at him. This time, he could no longer manage to resist it.

"Puh!"

Wyatt Barnes spat out a mouthful of blood and barely managed to maintain his posture, refusing to kneel in front of his opponent.

"Hmm."

Seemingly surprised by Wyatt Barnes’ resilient spirit, the middle-aged man was amazed and then solemnly said: "I must say, I admire your determination. But, I will give you one last chance... either you die or swear to be my servant!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Wyatt Barnes made his answer blatantly clear to the middle-aged man.

"If you don’t drink the wine of respect, you will have to drink the wine of punishment!"

The middle-aged man’s face instantly turned gloomy. He prepared to take another step forward, to completely obliterate Wyatt Barnes with his strong aura.

As he stepped out, a surge of sky-reaching milky white flame burst out from his body. The flame was so intense it looked like real fire.

At the same time, in the void above the middle-aged man’s head, dynamic forces of heaven and earth were at play. The air in that particular area of the void seemed drained.

Vast ancient Horned Dragon phantoms gradually took shape, baring their teeth and claws, with an imposing demeanor.

Soon, the vast Horned Dragon phantoms stabilized. Two hundred of them in total.

In terms of the power of Origin Force, it was comparable to the power of two hundred ancient Horned Dragons, which was a hallmark of a first-level strong person of the Transforming Void Realm.

Clearly, this middle-aged man, clothed in a six-clawed Divine Dragon robe, was a true ’Transforming Void strong person’!

"Are you so certain that whatever you want is on me?"

The foot of the middle-aged man hadn’t yet landed, as Wyatt Barnes calmly looked at the two hundred ancient Horned Dragon phantoms above the man’s head and slowly spoke.

As expected, as soon as Wyatt Barnes finished speaking, the middle-aged man withdrew his foot.

At the same time, he withdrew the aura enveloping Wyatt Barnes and the burst of Origin Force on his body gradually diminished.

Above the void, two hundred ancient Horned Dragon phantoms crumbled as if they never existed in the first place.

"You know I am here for something you have?"

The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed, slowly asking.

"What else could it be? A Transforming Void strong person like you, can’t possible be interested in a Enter Void Realm warrior like me, just to make me your ’servant’, right?"

Wyatt Barnes scoffed. His profound gaze, as if he could see right through the middle-aged man.

"Even though you are only an Enter Void Realm warrior now, with your talents, you will inevitably breakthrough to ’Transforming Void Realm’...A servant of Transforming Void Realm, who wouldn’t want that?"

The middle-aged man said coldly.

"So, both the choices you gave me were actually for that thing... either I swear to be your servant, survive, but hand over that thing to you; or I die, and you directly take it."

Wyatt Barnes’s face remained unmoved, staring steadily at the middle-aged man, "Is that right?"

"You’re clever...Unfortunately, clever people often don’t live long."

A hint of surprise flickered in the middle-aged man’s eyes.

"Is that right?"

Upon hearing this, Wyatt Barnes suddenly burst into laughter, laughing brightly as the sunlight.

"What are you laughing at?"

The brows of the middle-aged man knitted.

"Nothing... I’m just curious, what is your reaction going to be when you kill me and discover the thing you are looking for isn’t in my Storage Ring?"

Wyatt Barnes casually shrugged his shoulders, ignoring the other’s glare.

"Do you know what I want?"

The middle-aged man asked.

"If I’m not wrong, the thing you want should be the broken stone tablet that I used not too long ago in the ’Dynastic Martial Competition’."

Wyatt Barnes cast a deep glance at the middle-aged man and continued, "But, do you think I would carry something so important with me everywhere? The people of the Great Turdo Dynasty’s Imperial Family don’t really think so foolishly do they?"

"You know I am from the Great Turdo Dynasty’s Imperial Family?"

Up until this point, the middle-aged man had kept his composure, now his expression finally changed.

He never expected that Wyatt Barnes could guess his identity.