The First Store System

Chapter 105: The Followers of Volgoxas (2)

"So now, tell me, how many people does your religion have in Wolfden?" Aakesh asked as he picked up the store owner by the scruff of his neck.

"How dare-"

The store owner didn't learn his lesson and growled at Aakesh again. The next moment, he was lying down on the ground face first, while his nose had sunken, and all the front teeth were gone.

As Aakesh lifted him up again by the scruff of his neck, this time without asking anything, he threw him. He then picked him up and repeated the same process several times.

"Answer!" Aakesh expressionlessly asked as he picked up the store owner for the umpteenth time. "If I hear anything other than answer, you would feel that the falls were great," he didn't forget to threaten him before he could answer.

"I don't know," The store owner responded, with no hint of his previous arrogance.

"Disappointing," Aakesh expressionlessly said, and threw the store owner on the ground. He then stepped on one of his hands which made him cry in pain. Aakesh ignored his cry and increased pressure with each passing second, which made the store owner cry even louder.

"Aagh, I real...really don't know. I've met(Ugh) only one of them," The store owner shouted to make Aakesh stop.

"Okay, tell me about it," Aakesh expressionlessly responded. He still didn't release his hands and continued increasing the pressure.

"Crack!"

The next moment, a crack sound echoed in the corner as the store owner released a heart-rending scream after his bones got crushed by Aakesh's legs.

"Ohh! Someone dares to harm my fellow brother!"

The next moment, an unfamiliar voice with a hint of playing tone echoed in the corner. The store owner cried for help the next moment as he recognized the owner of the sound.

The next moment, a being covered in a dark cloak appeared out of nowhere in front of Aakesh.

"Lord would be very happy if he found out that an adventurer had joined his religion," The being said as he looked at Aakesh with greed.

"What makes you think that I would join your religion?" Aakesh expressionlessly asked as he let go of the store owner. Since he had caught a member of the radicals, there was no point in holding a convert.

"Because, you don't have a choice!" The being responded with a laugh as he made his move against Aakesh.

The being was a Level 23 warrior, whereas Aakesh was only a Level 10, so he didn't even use half of his power, so that Aakesh doesn't get seriously harmed, and he also didn't want the adventurer to die. If the adventurer died, he would be able to leave from here, but if he captured him alive, their religion had ways to stop him from leaving Panagea.

The being extended his hand to grab Aakesh's neck, but his hands came to a stop as Aakesh grabbed it before it could reach him.

"Eh!" The being exclaimed after seeing his hands getting caught, but the next moment he laughed as he increased his power.

His laughter came to a stop as his hands were still in the same place. His expression turned serious and then angry as despite using all his power he couldn't even budge his hands.

He then tried to take back his hands, but this time he failed too.

"How are you this powerful?" He exclaimed in shock as despite giving his everything, he wasn't able to even budge Aakesh's grip.

"Okay, so tell me, how many people of your religion are currently in Wolfden?" Aakesh ignored his efforts, and instead asked his question.

"Why would I-"

The being, instead of answering, yelled at him, but his words came to a stop as the next moment he was lying on the ground with half of his upper teeth gone.

The dark cloak he had worn above his head also came off which showed his face. It wasn't a human face, but a goat face with three tiny horns on the forehead.

"Oh, a Fiyeli!" Aakesh exclaimed after he saw the face of the being.

Fiyeli was one of the lower races in the Primal dimension that got extinct several epochs ago. He didn't expect to see such a low-level extinct race in Panagea.

"You know about my race!" The being exclaimed in shock after hearing his race's name from Aakesh's mouth.

Aakesh ignored his response and instead picked him up while grabbing one of three horns. These horns were the most vulnerable part of the Fiyeli race. Even touching with a very light pressure would cause unimaginable pain to the beings belonging to the race.

"Now, answer before I snap one of your horns," Aakesh expressionlessly told him while applying a little pressure to the horn.

As expected, the being cried in pain with only a little pressure on his horn.

"I would tell you everything, please let go of my horn," He then pleaded as the pain he currently felt was even worse than an inhumane torture.

"Thud!"

The next moment, he fell to the ground with a loud sound as Aakesh threw him. He then stared at the being, waiting for his answer.

"Ugh, we have 73 beings in our midst who have invaded Panagea to convert this town for a sacrifice to our great lord Volgoxas," The being answered while groaning due to the pain.

"Who's the strongest in your group of 73 radicals?" Aakesh asked as his quest was to hunt all of the radicals that had entered Wolfden.

"Level 26!"

"How many people have you converted until now?" Aakesh asked another question as he was also going to kill all the converts.

"I don't know the exact number, but it must be around 5000, as I've alone converted more than 85 people," The being responded.

Aakesh then asked for the location of every radical in the town. At first, the being refused to tell the location, but when Aakesh snapped one of his horns, words automatically started coming out of his mouth.

Aakesh also found out the reason behind him appearing here.. He had just converted a family here, and when he was leaving, he heard a scream and came here, searching for the source.