Boom!

The sounds of an explosion and people screaming came from outside the Nothingness Formation. Bright lights shone across the space.

Without needing to check, the sounds must have been caused by the attacks generated by the Marauder Warriors to kill Dorvus and his comrades.

Youcef was alarmed by the sight. “James, I beg of you…”

James waved his hand and signaled him to stop. “Youcef, I admire your spirit and bravery. However, what you are offering is not enough.” He met Youcef’s eyes. “Besides, the person who I want to strike a deal with is not you but your father.”

Youcef was momentarily stunned upon hearing those words. He slumped to his knees.

Youcef had a sudden realization.

People called him a Chosen One, the Qadeer Templeʼs young master, or the number one genius in all of Forty-Ninth Heaven and across all realms. Yet, all of that seemed like a joke ever since James made an appearance.

Youcef lost half of the pride and arrogance he had in him after the battle w