Divine Emperor of Death Chapter 2564 A Solemn Case

Chapter 2564 A Solemn Case

Davis’s lips slightly parted as he was starting to see the big picture.

It seemed like Aurora Cloud Gate also realized the danger of the situation but kept quiet about it. More than that, he would be naive to think that they couldn’t find what Tia could find. There were millions of disciples from various schools, studying and practicing different Laws, so for them not to have Mystic Diviners would be unthinkable.

Nevertheless, they didn’t make this information public. Instead, they issued missions to their disciples to deal with it.

Considering this optimistic view, he wondered if they were positive about being easily able to get out of this disaster.

"So, what’s the reward for that mission?"

"Well, if you find the source, you will be rewarded with a million contribution points, and if you manage to mitigate the source, the reward will be as many times as bigger as the difficulty, but it’s at least ten times higher."

"..."

Instead of being excited, Davis’s expression sank. He got a bad feeling about this as he continued to ask.

"Is that a high enough reward for an immortal true disciple?"

"Too high." Myria’s voice became amused, "What’s a million contribution points? Ten thousand contribution points are worth one High-Level Immortal Crystal, so that’s a hundred High-Level Immortal Crystals. The highest mission reward I’ve ever seen was four hundred thousand contribution points, but that required you to kill down a Mid Immortal King Savage Beast that’s in a sealed space which, again, only immortals are able to go through."

"..."

Davis smiled deeply.

They were fucked!

Ten million contribution points to destroy the source in the Mercurial Blitz Ice Valley? Clearly, the danger was extreme! Otherwise, there was not even a minute amount of chance that the reward was so high, and it was termed ’at least’ because the reward might increase depending on the danger of the source.

"The high reward makes it all the more worth my time. Obviously, if it’s a random extinction event on this level versus my destiny, I’m going to win."

"Tsk, tsk." Davis’s smile became smug, "You say that while you have me, the great Emperor of Death who surpassed you?"

"Your infamy produces a cost." Myria still sounded amused, "Good luck getting past the blockade formed by other true disciples who don’t want to get you the reward or the Fire Phoenix Clan and Earth Dragon Clan trying to kill you there."

"Eh..."

"While you’re having trouble, I’ll smoothly swipe the mission rewards. I’ve already gotten eighteen marriage proposals and twenty-four alliance invites in the time I run a few missions. No one’s going to block me, so don’t hate me. Just saying..."

Davis raised his hands, "They are all trying to fuck you. Just saying..."

"..." Myria’s brows fell as she became speechless, "So crass. At least... tell me they’re trying to court me, only to fail. But on that note, are you any different, Emperor of Death who has a harem?"

Hearing Myria becomes inquisitive, Davis’s brows twitched ever so lightly. He lightly paused, staring at her veiled face and her eyes as though trying to see through her thoughts before opening his mouth.

"Of course. I won’t claim to be completely indifferent, but as long as you are Ellia’s mother or elder sister, whichever it is you want to claim, I will still protect you. I’m too grateful to you to abandon or backstab you."

"..."

"..."

Hearing Davis’s sincere tone, Myria was at a loss, while on the other hand, Davis knew he had screwed up. He made his intentions known more or less, not that he thought he could hide it in front of her, as he vaguely had a feeling that she could sense his intentions.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have asked it.

Myria didn’t take her eyes off him. His words resounded in her mind for a few moments before she finally shook her head.

"You’ve become more daring since you surpassed me, but I guess that’s common for any man out there in the world. However, I’m not a woman you need. I won’t swoon over you, nor am I Ellia to be readily accepting of your women, willing to call them sisters. Don’t waste your time on me. We’re more suited to working with each other than be companions."

"Wait a minute..." Davis smiled as he shook his head, "I didn’t confess or done anything yet."

Myria nodded her head, "Then take it as nothing more than my precautionary words. I would hate to lose an ally like you, especially when I know that there’s little chance you’ll harm me, not because of the benefits we share but because of Ellia. If you harmed me, she’d hate you, and you are not a man I know who will do something so foolish as to make your women hate you."

"You know me, alright." Davis rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I’ll take it as a compliment."

He couldn’t believe that she talked to him like a gentle senior sister advising her junior brother. Somehow, this gesture couldn’t help but make him look at Myria more favorably. She was opening up to him in one way that he’d like to think of as a start.

However, it was because he knew that she wouldn’t accept other women easily did he dare not make a move on her either. No matter how he looked favorably upon her, courting her was a disruptive action for his harem, one that he wouldn’t take easily without conviction.

"Alright, I came to give you back the contribution points, but you weren’t here with your status plate, so I’ll give it later as I’m going to use it for myself now. Don’t blame me for hogging these resources, okay?"

"Suit yourself." Myria lightly spread her hands as she shrugged, "I’ll earn contribution points in my current mission, eventually coming to have more than you. Actually, I already found clues about the source. It wouldn’t be long before I made a million contribution points."

"Damn! I better hurry up!"

Davis turned around and shot towards the exit, returning to his residence.

On the other side, as Myria saw him leave, her lips behind her veil couldn’t help but part into a wry smile.

"That little fellow wants an ancient and aloof woman like me? Either something must be wrong with him, or I must be dreaming..."

Clenching the robe’s hem above her bosoms in her hand, she smilingly shook her head and turned around, returning inside.