Origin Of Evil is a Webnovel created by SlyOW.
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Dorian walked past the five and went for the bar, while they finally fell face first on the ground. Dorian silently withdrew his killing aura and as he reached the bar, he asked “Where can I find information?”
The man, probably Joe, said “We don’t accept your kind in here.” Dorian frowned and asked “What do you mean?” Joe sneered and replied “Leave before we force you to.”
Dorian said “What the h.e.l.l is wrong with you. What do you mean my kind?” Joe didn’t reply but put both hands on the counter and said “Leave.”
Dorian ignored him though and looked at the woman and asked “What’s the problem with your little b.i.t.c.h?”
The woman frowned at him, releasing some killing intent herself, but the guy beat her to it. He barely released any killing intent before jumping across the counter to attack Dorian. Killing intent and killing aura are different.
Killing intent can be emitted by anyone as long as they intend on killing someone, while killing aura is much more rare as it is a form of mind attack on itself.
Looking at the man jumping toward him, Dorian held no fear. He could see he was fast, faster than him. But not by far, and that’s not counting his angel skills.
Still, he didn’t need them. He could sense the people in this room were strong, but they clearly weren’t the strongest this realm had to offer. The strongest ones were only at the level of Gurek, and that’s only talking about physical threat.
And even in a fight, Gurek would crush them thanks to his physique. Dorian unsheathed his sword for the first time at a lightning speed and swiped it before him.
Even though Joe had a faster movement speed, Dorian had learned Swift Sword, so his attack speed was higher. Joe didn’t fear anything and simply blocked in front of him by crossing his arms, revealing two identical bracers.
Dorian smiled, his opponent was seriously underestimating him. His sword reached Joe first, and collided harshly with him. From the first instant, Dorian felt his strength was below his opponent’s. But that was all for the better, as it would activate [Overwhelming Strike] second effect, 30% armor penetration.
At first, Joe looked confidant, but then he felt a strange energy slam against his bracers, and forced them apart. The instant he bypa.s.sed Joe’s defense, Dorian sent all his Life Essence toward his arms and his weapon, and smashed it against the undefended chest of Joe.
The latter had his chest cut wide open, but before blood could come out the cut was cauterized by the fire aspect of the Life Essence. That didn’t help Joe much, because his blood would coagulate below his skin.
Still, that was a problem for later, because the smash didn’t just cut his chest open, it also sent him flying to the wall behind the counter. He smashed several bottles, and the wall behind cracked because of the impact.
Dorian didn’t feel like having someone out for revenge, so he tried to end it here. He invaded Joe’s mind, and attacked. Joe wasn’t much of a mage, his resistance as a strong warrior allowed him to defend against most magic attacks, but now that he had his defense smashed away and he was stunned by the impact, his mind was left open.
As Dorian proceeded with ravaging his mind, Dorian felt danger and returning to the real world, he saw an icy dagger heading toward him. He hurriedly left Joe’s mind and dodged the dagger, before looking at the woman behind the counter.
She was looking at him with a cold gaze, but wasn’t saying anything. But Dorian didn’t feel threatened, because her power level was even below Joe’s. She was a cook after all, she probably relied on her team so far, giving them drinks and food in exchange of their protection.
For the teams, Dorian was able to deduce this from the groups that gathered together, especially the ones who attacked him. It was too much of a coincidence for a whole group of people to wear the exact same equipment if they didn’t go to a world together.
That’s why Dorian deduced that Evolvers could form parties, and go to their worlds together.
Dorian locked his gaze with the female and said “He a.s.saulted me first. Tell me what you meant by my kind, and I’ll go.”
The female frowned but still said “We don’t welcome Predators like you.” Dorian tilted his head and asked “What’s a Hunter?”
She replied “There are two categories of people in Dreamland: The Predators, and the rest. Predators are evil f.u.c.kers like you who stop at nothing to get what they want, and kill wantonly.”
Dorian smirked and said “So the rest are the naive kind who can’t survive on their own, and the Predators are the winners? Fine, where do I get my information.”
She spat on the ground and said “f.u.c.k off, I already said enough to a sc.u.m like you. Find them by yourself.”
Dorian rolled his eyes and said “You should choose your words in front of me, I’m the one in power after all. Whatever, you provoked this.”
She looked at him vigilantly, but then heard a body fall to the ground next to her. Joe’s. At the same time, transparent figures left his body and entered Dorian’s.
She rushed toward Joe and searched for a pulse, but found none. He was dead. Dorian ignored her and left the bar. Meanwhile, everyone in the bar were looking at Dorian’s back view with hatred and fear.
But he didn’t care. He had already gotten some information. As for the part of him being a Predator? Well, he was more proud than anything. Why would he want to be like the rest? Being a Predator meant being powerful.
Joe and Jane probably had gone through multiple worlds, judging from the best beverage she was selling, she must have gone in at least 5 or 6. And yet, they were still so weak to fall in front of someone who just came back from his first.
Dorian knew he was powerful, but he also knew that he wasn’t the strongest. Normally, someone who went through more than three worlds should be able to overwhelm him. But it seemed he had underestimated the mentalities of the people around here.
Or at least, he fell upon the weak ones. He was sure there were people as determined as him. As for finding someone stronger than him and who only went through their first world?
Dorian decided to a.s.sume there was one, but he found it hard to believe. Even his growth had been lucky, he didn’t only grow so strong thanks to determination, but also luck. And from the number of people he could see, it wasn’t possible they were all from his world, most must be from alternative world.
And that meant that maybe, in some worlds, there was already magic so they could strengthen themselves before entering Dreamland. But again, he didn’t know enough to take a decision right away.
After leaving the bar, Dorian left the area he was in, because he would most probably be rejected by everyone. He didn’t know how they recognized or judged him to be a Predator, but if those in the bar could do it, then others probably could.
Yet, as he kept thinking about it, he went back on his steps and headed for the smith. The reason is, how did they find out he was a Predator?
When he first entered, they probably didn’t know, or the five wouldn’t have attacked him. Maybe it was from the fight they were able to deduce it?
That’s why he went to try his luck with the smith. If he was fast enough, then he wouldn’t get the info about him, and he would be able to get his own information.
Dorian entered the smithy and took very little time to look around. Still, he was able to see it was nicely decorated, with red and black being the primary colors.
The smithy was actually empty of people, except for a pet.i.te girl sitting behind a counter, surrounded by fierce looking weapons.