CHAPTER 204: TRAITOR OF THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE?

The implication of these things was huge.

Zarek could not only grow stronger while fighting a stronger force but also revive himself if he died.

However, Melissa’s thoughts didn’t linger on these; instead, they went to the scene where Zarek punched the Shadow Demon and saved her, his boundless blue pupils, his long golden hair shining like the sun itself...

Without even noticing, her cheeks turned rosy, and she blushed furiously.

Zarek cleaned up the loot from the frail Grandmaster, finding some weapons and cash along with a badge and that was about it.

’Why is a Grandmaster so poor?’ he cursed himself in his heart.

However, when he thought that this was the battlefield and no one was foolish enough to bring valuables here to feed the enemy, he could only reluctantly agree in his heart.

After all, even if it was a Telekinetic Grandmaster, no one knew what would happen on the battlefield, and it might really spell the end for everyone, so there was absolutely no way for them to bring anything valuable unless they didn’t have a brain.

These thoughts flashed through Zarek’s mind, then he turned his head to look at Melissa, who was staring ahead in a daze, a rosy hue on her cheeks.

"Hmm, what’s wrong?" he asked curiously.

"Eh." Melissa was startled awake. Her pupils locked on Zarek, and her body flinched. "I... nothing is wrong."

She mumbled with uncertainty in her voice as she lost her composure.

"..." Zarek looked at her with a silent gaze.

And feeling Zarek’s gaze, her back immediately straightened, and a cold expression appeared on her face:

"Hmph, get ready to face the dragons. You’ve already killed a Telekinetic Grandmaster, and if you don’t help out now, you’ll be considered a traitor to the entire human race. Can you save yourself from such repercussions?"

"Hmm?" Zarek rubbed his chin as if he were contemplating, and he spoke with his eyes brightening:

"Yeah, I can’t escape. But what about you? Hasn’t the entire world seen you attack a Telekinetic Grandmaster while the dragons, the arch-enemies, were right in front of you? Won’t you be executed for that, even if it was to defend your own soldier?"

"Haha." Melissa laughed as if she had heard the funniest joke out there, the corner of her lips curving upward in amusement:

"Do you know who I am? I am the granddaughter of a Telekinetic Paragon. It’s not so easy if they want to execute me. The most I’ll face is a simple punishment, and my reputation might be tarnished a little, but does it really matter?"

"In the end, if I grow stronger, my reputation will naturally increase. But what about you?"

"..." Zarek paused and scratched his head. "You’re certainly right... So what do I have to do to earn things?"

"With your strength, you might be able to take down a Rank Seven dragon—so do it." Melissa pointed at the dragons and was about to fly off.

At that moment, Zarek’s eyes narrowed, and he moved swiftly. His palm struck the back of her neck hard as he whispered in her ear:

"I’m sorry."

Melissa felt her vision blur as she fainted on the spot. Her consciousness faded, and her limbs completely lost their strength.

At this moment, she was completely relaxed. Not to mention, she had incurred countless injuries from fighting the Telekinetic Grandmaster, and resisting Zarek’s gravity had also caused her lasting damage.

So, it was only natural that she fainted from Zarek’s strike.

As she was about to slump to the ground, Zarek caught her body and sighed in his heart.

’If she joins the battlefield and attacks the dragons alongside the humans, the tide will start to change... so it’s better for her to sleep and be unable to continue.’

Honestly, when Drayken and Zarek cooked up the plan, they weren’t certain if it would work or not.

First of all, there was still uncertainty about whether Melissa would even join the battle here and even if she did, there was no guarantee she would help Zarek or fight against the humans like this.

’But it worked out in the end.’

His eyes glinted as he pressed against the ground, creating a deep crater as he shot into the sky, a terrifying sonic boom erupting behind him, with Melissa in his arms.

Zarek’s pupils shifted to an insignificant soldier, a Level Six Telekinetic user, who was hurriedly trying to defend against the dragons’ spells.

Just as a fragment of a fireball was about to strike her, Zarek pushed against the air and shot forward.

Dash Acceleration

His figure turned into almost a blur as he reached the soldier and tanked the fireball head-on.

Boom!

Zarek, engulfed in flames, was as calm as still water. His skin began to blister, and a smoky substance rose from his body while his clothes rapidly burned away, revealing his flawless physique, almost as if sculpted by the gods themselves.

Even then, he wasn’t concerned about himself, simply enduring the flames. However, his pupils shifted toward Melissa.

At that moment, Melissa was in a state of complete discomfort, squirming in the intense heat.

Fortunately, her clothes were of the highest quality and provided excellent protection.

"Everyone has high defense gear just because they’re rich," Zarek muttered, pouting slightly at the thought.

Being rich doesn’t just help on Earth, it’s the same across all worlds.

That’s just how society works.

However, for Zarek, even if he had such equipment, though it would be convenient, he likely wouldn’t wear it at all.

"Because who will adapt, if I don’t?"

His blue pupils shone like stars in the night sky.

He had completely resisted the fireball and gained a new skill as well.

[You have adapted to fire]

[You have gained an exclusive skill bound to Adapt: Fire Resistance]

The fireball finally subsided, revealing Zarek and Melissa, completely uninjured. Although Zarek was now shirtless, and in his arms lay Melissa, which inevitably gave the onlookers certain ideas.