Cursed Immortality

Chapter 733: Don’t Freak Out…

Chapter 733: Don’t Freak Out...



In a hidden location, Star Lord Vincent was holding a glowing glass orb that shimmered in purple light. At this moment, a cold voice rang from it: "I've done my part. Now, when are you going to make your move?"

Vincent didn't instantly reply; instead, an ethereal voice suddenly rang directly into his head, and he repeated the voice's words without hesitation, "Patience is the key to greater things. You have waited so long for Path of Legend that a little more won't hurt you. In fact, you are only making things easier for yourself."

"Don't preach to me, Star-Lord of ATLAS!" The cold voice rang again from the glass orb, "Don't forget our deal."

Vincent again repeated the same thing as the voice in his head, "How could I? I've already shown you my sincerity, and we even have a contract. Furthermore, I won't dare mess with someone like you. Others might be ignorant about your background, but I know my limits." "As long as you know. I'll be waiting for your good news." The cold voice replied with a hint of warning before the glowing orb suddenly went dormant and appeared like an ordinary glass orb.

Vincent suddenly sighed in relief. This was extremely nerve-racking for him, not to mention uncomfortable to an extreme degree. Usually, it was him manipulating others on his whims, but now, the same thing had been happening to him ever since he had encountered that existence.

"Why did you seem anxious?" An amiable, ethereal voice suddenly rang in his mind with a hint of amusement.

Vincent forced a smile and replied, "Just who is this person you had me talking to all this time, and what is this strange orb? It's clearly not made with any of the Star Hackers' technology."

"Oh? Finally, couldn't you keep your curiosity to yourself?" The voice asked nonchalantly, clearly not bothered by Vincent's queries.

Vincent took a deep breath before he replied, "I'm just being careful, and I also want to be more helpful to you, my lord. Just who is this person you want to hunt, and why are you going through so much trouble?"

"Even if I tell you, you won't understand." The voice didn't have any intention of revealing the crux of the matter, as it said reassuringly, "This matter is far out of your reach. You should be glad that I'm only giving you a simple mission to be my proxy while you stay in the protection of your cozy home.

"Besides, the difficult part is over, and it won't be long before everything falls into place. You'll get both the traitor of your race and the reward that I promised. Who knows, if you perform well, I might even consider letting you become my right-hand man. Of course, only if you're willing and don't want to go to the middle galaxies." The voice chuckled towards the end as if merely making a joking comment.

However, Vincent's expression was slightly paled as he suppressed his rage and discomfort and subtly answered, "I'm too old, my lord, to serve someone like you."

"Age is but a number to me. Still, I respect your choice." The voice dismissively replied before suddenly saying something that sent shivers down Vincent's spine, "Your son isn't half bad either. How about you sell him to me, and I'll prolong your life up to 10,000 years?"

Vincent's eyes widened when he heard the last part as his heart raced, and he even started to consider selling Nelsen to the owner of this voice. If it was before, he might've not even hesitated to accept the offer.

However, he knew behind this gentle voice was a devil-like existence, and making a deal with him was like singing a death contract. Even his freedom was in question, and putting his only son into this hellhole would be akin to shooting on his own feet.

Not to mention, he didn't let the possibility of what if once this person had Nelsen, he wouldn't discard him. Although 10,000 years of life was extremely tempting, he needed to make sure to live to enjoy his life. He knew if he had no use, he would've long been discarded after what happened last time. He was in this mess because of his own actions.

path than yours.

"Sigh, I always knew your ambitions would be the end of you. Why can't you be like me and remain out of trouble?" Nelsen sighed ruefully.

"If you had the same experience as me, I don't think you could think the same." Vincent retorted faintly.

At this moment, Nelsen suddenly dropped his lackluster attitude and solemnly questioned, "Do you think whatever he's making you do is related to the war in the conflict plains?"

Vincent wasn't surprised by Nelsen's speculation as he also had the same trail of thoughts and replied with uncertainty, "I don't know, but I have a feeling that there is a 90% chance that it is related. But I was told to stay away from the Conflict Plains and also keep the Star Hackers

at bay."

"I think everything can be handled, but the 'Zodiac Soul Contract' that he made you sign with this person of interest is the true problem here. We have never heard of it and don't know how powerful it is compared to the Zodiac Oath Contract." Nelson frowned when he mentioned this, as Vincent hadn't kept anything from him since that day.

It was a countermeasure placed by Vincent himself just in case something happened to him, and that person tried to manipulate his son into doing something under the pretext of revenge or something else.

After thinking about it for a while, Nelson finally said, "I guess I can't let my meat shield die

like this."

Vincent was startled when Nelsen called him 'meat shield' and wanted to strangle this bastard

son of his.

But his expression changed when he suddenly received a message from one of the clan

members.

Nelsen also noticed the change in Vincent's expression and asked in an irritating tone, "Now

what?"

Vincent looked at Nelsen, clearly worried, before he grimly told him, "Don't freak out. Your idiot daughter seemed to have snuck out of the base!"