In a matter of minutes, Jason and Jennifer were surrounded by all the powerhouses of the Ifrytor race.
Their light-red skin, the human-like upper body, and the shroud that resembled a cloud as a replacement for their upper body caused Jason's long since forgotten anger to resurface.
This inevitably influenced his Celestia aura, making faint red strands spread through it as every single existence in the surrounding felt an immense pressure weighing them down.
Spanning over a thousand kilometers, the pressure affected millions of beings, and Jason knew that a single thought of his could kill all of them.
However, this was not something he wanted to do.
Instead, he actively restricted the Celestia aura and retracted it inside his body.
It had done everything it was supposed to do, and far more than that; bringing the powerhouses towards him, and intimidating them.
Jason could clearly see their fright, giving him the confidence that he was mighty, overly powerful, and someone who could instill fear just by releasing his aura.
Even the most powerful existence couldn't endure the pressure of his aura, boosting his confidence to another level.
'So that is how they felt when they conquered Argos?' Jason thought, understanding that the feeling of being able to decide over the life and death of an entire race could turn into an addiction.
However, at the same time, he knew that this was just a means to create falsified confidence that was based on using one's weak powers just to suppress those even weaker than them.
It was embarrassing if one would really believe that one was powerful.
Jason believed that there would be many beings that would try to release their pressure and frustration on weaker races.
He was sure that this was not rare in the vast universe. Maybe, it was something that happened quite often, but Jason really didn't care about that right now.
His agenda was different than these shameless and insignificant existences that needed to overwhelm weaker races in order to gain confidence.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Thus, Jason dispelled the thoughts in his mind before staring at the strongest being of the Ifrytor race.
It was a man, who was shivering from head to toe while slowly approaching him in an attempt to force his body under control.
Their race had already been attacked by powerful existences once or twice.
Yet, never in his entire life had the King of the Ifrytor race faced a Cultivator as unique as Jason.
His aura alone was already enough to extinguish the life in its entirety on Iriga!
As such, the Ifrytor race's King took some time to mentally prepare himself for his encounter with Jason.
However, when he was ready, the King was surprised himself because he sounded confident enough to make others believe that he was not afraid.
"What do you want here?!" The King of the Ifrytor race asked in a commanding voice, trying to uphold his dignity as a monarch.
He was not allowed to show any weakness, even though he knew that the existence opposite him could tear him apart without breaking a sweat.
However, instead of doing something as boring as tearing apart the Ifrytor race's King, Jason used a trace of mana before activating the petrification curse.
His eyes gleamed lightly as the curse was utilized, and a moment later, the King of the Ifrytor race froze in place, his skin showing signs of being turned into stone.
'What the hell? I just used a trace of mana. Why is their king such a wimp?!' Jason couldn't help but ask himself.
However, what he didn't know was that he was not even required to use mana to use Petri's curses to their full extent.
In fact, the petrification curse was far more powerful when he used it than when it was the case with his beloved soulbond.
After all, his eyes would only require some bare minimum amount of mana to enhance the effect manifold.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})This allowed Jason to turn even the weakest curse into something as terrifying as he had just witnessed.
It was then that he realized that he was not able to understand his true prowess at all.
His eyes seemed to have undergone a much bigger change than Jason could have imagined, causing him to smile lightly.
Yet, given the situation, his smile was misunderstood.
It made Jason seem like a cruel man, who wanted to revel in the desperation of the existences that were weaker than him.
Only when Jason loosened a thread of his mana which he shot towards the King of the Ifrytor race, did their opinion of him change.
After all, the petrification of their King was dissolved and he could move again.
The King finally regained his senses but continued to stare at Jason in fear, and not a single of the other powerhouses could take offense to that.
They were overflowing with a sense of existential crisis, believing that Jason might as well turn into their doom personally.
However, what they heard just a moment later caused all of them to be utterly dumbfounded.
"I hope everyone is listening to me right now. To be honest, I really don't give a shit about all of you.
I only want to find out who was the responsible authority to have made the decision to infiltrate Argos 106 years ago!!
Other than that, I want to know the names of authorities that gave out all orders!"
There was not a single Ifrytor, who doubted Jason's comment about the fact that he didn't care about them, at all.
But then, the questions he asked were weird, confusing the Ifrytors as even the King of the Ifrytor race had to think about it twice.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})'Argos?! What planet was that again??' A few of them asked themselves before one of the powerhouses suddenly blurted out.
"Is that not the planet where the humans that we soul contracted came from? The Ifry we allowed to change through our blood and the flame of-..."
Initially, the Ifrytor powerhouse had wanted to say more, but sensing Jason's murderous gaze on him, the Cultivator quieted down in an instant.
Upon hearing him, all of them stressed hard on their memories and realized that he was indeed stating the truth.
Recalling everything, they couldn't help but think that this had been such a long time ago, and they had not even stayed long on Argos.
Their numbers had been minuscule as well.
As such, they had forgotten about such an insignificant mission quite quickly.
How could they have expected that someone would want to take revenge for their trivial actions against humans on Argos?
But that was actually what was currently happening, right in front of them.
Jason's anger towards the Ifrytor's powerhouse was a clear indicator that he had ties to Argos.
However, they didn't believe that these ties were extremely close. After all, he had merely lived on Argos for 18 years!
Averting his gaze from the Ifrytor powerhouse to the King of the Ifrytors, Jason changed his way to approach the situation.
"I can give you two options, now that I can clearly tell that you and the other powerhouses know what is going on.
First, you tell me everything I want to know, and I will leave this place once I finish my business…or second, I will eradicate life from the entire planet!!"
When he calmly stated the second option, Jason released the killing intent that he had held back for over a century.
He had had enough of playing around, and wanted to end this farce, for good!!
Thus, Jason exposed everything at once, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble violently, while his eyes turned reddish as he growled out the next words.
"Choose…NOW!"
