CHAPTER 300: IF HE CAN BLEED, THEN HE CAN DIE!

Grey moved with his figure turning into a blur. In an instant, he appeared before one of the princes, "You sent three spies, didn’t you?"

The prince was startled. Before he could reply, the blue flames instantly engulfed him.

The guard was about to move to protect him; however, Grey mechanically turned towards the man, "I wouldn’t move if I were you." Grey smiled gently; however, to the guard, it felt like the smile of the devil.

Even then, his Grimoire fluttered open, and he was ready to write on it.

Grey merely raised an eyebrow when he saw this, "You are quite courageous, I commend you for that; however, courage alone wouldn’t get you far in life, would it?"

The guard gritted his teeth and scribbled across his grimoire.

Swish!

In an instant, a bright green light burst forth, taking the shape of a fairy that darted toward Grey.

His blue flames were extinguished as the fairy nearly collided with him.

But Grey moved faster. He twisted aside, narrowly avoiding the attack. The fairy exploded into green liquid and he still dodged but one drop splashed onto his clothes, searing through the fabric, leaving a shallow wound and a wisp of smoke rising from it.

A single drop of blood trickled down from his wound.

"This monster can bleed."

"If he can bleed, then he can die."

Countless greedy yet fearful eyes lit up, all fixated on the crimson drop.

And they attacked without mercy, using their Grimoires to attack him.

In an instant, Grey found himself drowned in the attacks of the Grimoire.

Hundreds of attacks of the Grimoire were aimed at him, but still, there was calmness in his demeanour. No matter what attack it was, with his cheat, all attacks were invalid.

Unlike the hired people, guards, and the others they had invited, the prince and the princess weren’t budging from their place. They were all shuddering right now, with terror reflecting in their eyes. Why wouldn’t they be horrified?

Grey was the Diamond Grimoire Tamer; this alone was a feat equal to that old man and was already enough to make them shudder. But more importantly, this monster was even more terrifying than the old man, as he already had a kingdom destroyed to his name.

Now these princes and princesses were told to fight this monster?

Even the bravest of them couldn’t muster their courage; they were terrified in their hearts. They knew that Grey wasn’t a simple opponent like the others who were attacking him.

Grey observed them and laughed, "Smart choice."

All the attacks were mere seconds away from landing on him, as if trying to obliterate him and this was true. If all of these attacks landed, then even a high-level Grandmaster would be dead in mere seconds. However, for him, it was just a mere joke.

Lilith floated in front of him, and he raised his quill pen to write on it.

"One Soul, Many Paths."

Bang!

In an instant, Grey was engulfed in a blinding light as all the attacks landed, and dust flew into the air, surrounding the vision of everyone.

This dust wasn’t ordinary, as one would expect; it had poisons and many terrifying things from the attacks of the other people.

Everyone looked intently at the dust, as their very life might depend on it.

Then, in another moment, they saw a giant shadow under the dust, instantly causing everyone to be terrified in horror.

"What is that?" one of them pointed with a trembling finger.

Roar!

With a roar, the dust lifted off, revealing the figure of a giant silver-scaled dragon. Its four legs stood tall, and its wings were majestic.

And right in front of the terrifying being was the figure of Grey, with his fluttering golden hair and blue pupils.

"What kind of monstrosity is that?"

Before they could even comprehend their situation, they saw Grey extend his hand and speak in a cold tone:

"Kneel."

"Hmph, you think you can make us kneel without even using a Grimoire?" one of the proud ones said.

A terrifying pressure permeated the surroundings. Everyone felt a wave of nausea hit them, and they almost knelt on the spot, clutching their heads in pain with bloodshot eyes.

Cracks spread across the ground from the sheer pressure that the silver dragon was emitting.

"Now, time for the second prince who sent the assassin," Grey spoke with a smile.

His figure turned into a blur and appeared in front of one of the men.

"No, no, I didn’t... ahhh..." The prince screamed as he was engulfed in blue flames.

"You will not die from this, but you will feel the pain unlike anything," Grey muttered and turned toward the rest of the princes and princesses, with an even wider grin on his face.

The others were obviously startled as well, looking at him with terror and horror on their faces.

"What, scared already?" Grey moved and appeared in front of another princess. "You sent ten assassins; I must say, you are one of the vicious witches." Just as the blue flames were about to burn her, Grey heard a loud shout from behind him.

"You cannot harm her."

It was a boy with short crimson hair, staring right at Grey with a stern gaze.

"Trouble me why I cannot harm her?" Grey spoke with an amused voice. "And who is there to even stop me? Will you stop me, or the woman beside you?"

"No, it is neither me nor Viola, but instead this..." Aldirch paused. A cold wind blew through the place, and an old man with a white beard materialized out of thin air.

"The old man."

"That old man is here."

The princes and princesses were already crying in excitement upon seeing the old man.

The old man in question sighed, looking at Grey with a tired expression. "I didn’t want to do this."

"Are you the person who was able to get a Diamond Grimoire just like me?" Grey said, raising his brows.