Worldly Overlord

In any party which members could move freely.

The caterer......

And there she was, short black hairs, a well-proportioned body brimming with the allure of youth, and a bewitching figure that could stop anyone in his or her track. Even when she stood among the crowd, her beauty stood out and there was no doubt that she was the center of attention.

Looking at her, Devon arched his eyebrow and a demonic smile appeared on his face.

She walked towards the kitchen quietly, entirely ignoring the ugly stares she was receiving from both men and women at the party. The tray of wine in her hand was already empty, so she went to get more.

"I can help you."

A strange voice echoed in her ear and pulled her away from her puzzled state. She looked left and right for the person who had just spoken to her, but there was no one to be found.

"I can give you that item."

The voice echoed in her ear again, a tear was about to drop from her eyes as she wondered if she had gone insane from all the pressure she faced during these past months.

"Please leave me!" she screamed out, with her hands grabbing her head.

"Don't you want to save your mother anymore." those words got to her, as the screaming and head grabbing stopped, she stumbled down to the ground with tears gushing out from her eyes.

"I'm going to ask one more time! Don't you want to save your mother?"

"Yes, please! I do," she replied softly.

She wiped the tears off her eyes, as she knew crying wasn't an option. There was no doubt that the person talking to her didn't have a shred of sympathy, so whosoever it was wanted something from her.

*PUFF*

A bottle containing two tiny pellets appeared in her hand. Upon seeing them, the lady's eyes lit up, and she held her grip on it even tighter.

"Distract the guests and guards on the floor!" she heaved a sigh of relief, thinking the job she was given was well within her ability.

Without a word, she went to make outside the kitchen, making her way to the stage.

Women are one of the most dangerous creatures in the universe, it wasn't even up to thirty minutes after the guards had left their original position, they were now standing at the front of the lady with their full attention on her performance.

"A dancer, I must say she's one of a kind." Devon stood there with his arms clasped beneath his back.

......

Stepping into the VIP's floor, Devon felt like he has been assaulted by celestial energy, if the main compound energy was like a pool, then this was a lake. If a level 1 powerhouse steps into this place, he or she was bound to leave here as either a level 2 or 3 powerhouse.

The people who were on the floor looked at Devon with ridicule. From his expression, n, every one of them could tell that this was the first time he was experiencing something like this.

"There she is."

Even amid this crowd, Brooke still stood out.

"The world's number one talent and your attendant is at your service," Devon whispered in her ear.

Brooke felt her body shake, she didn't have to look at the person before knowing who it was.

"Tell me why I shouldn't fire you if you're even going to be late on your first day."

Even though she managed to regain her composure rapidly, her mind wasn't settled. How could someone of her level not sense him approaching her?

She knew with her current level, killing him with a wave of the hand wasn't impossible, so how come she did not sense him coming.

Devon was too hungry to give her an answer, he grabbed the plates of food in front of her and began eating. One was in his hand while the other four were hovering in the air.

You have to know, nothing makes a girl go crazier than being ignored.

Devon sat on his seat quietly with his full attention on the food in front of him.

"Boy toy, what is someone of your kind doing here."

The man's words made the crowd burst out laughing.

A frown appeared on Devon's face, even though they had just met once, he hated this man to the core. If it wasn't because the level gap between them was too much, Devon would have killed him already.

"Do you want to die!" seeing that he was being ignored like the first time, Jake slapped the food off Devon's hand.

*BAM*

The plates on his hand and the one on airdropped to the ground. To Devon, the only thing happened in slow motion. If looks could kill, Jake would have died more than a million times.

Jake was about to lift Devon to his seat when Devon shook his hand off him and stood up.

Being treated that way in front of all the guests made Jake even more furious, as his body began brimming with intense killing intent, which enveloped Devon.

The killing intent felt like a soothing sensation to Devon. Even a smile was beginning to form on his face.

"Hahahahahaha."

Damian was sitting on a luxurious three-seater chair with two ladies on his side. All this seemed like a show to him, as he was laughing the entire time.

Devon turned his face looking into the direction Damian was at. "Damian, to be honest, I expected more from your right-hand man."

"Hmmm...Ladies and gentlemen, party is over. We have an important guest to attend to." Damian waved his hand at the guards, giving them a signal to send the guest out.

The guest had all left, leaving only five people left in the room.

"Kid, I wanted to kill you after what you've done to my servant, but seeing how interesting you are, I've decided to change my mind."

Devon pulled the chair beside him and sat down on it. They weren't any way out of thplaceslace anyway, so why not figure out what t his Damian want.

"Jake said you've been harassing his fiancee and my colleague lately and there is nothing he can do about it because you're a core member of the alliance."

"..... Also, you seem to have some connection with that woman, which makes it harder for anyone to mess with you."

"Thanks for the compliment. I'll be on my way." Devon stood up from his chair, ready to escape.

Bum! Devon stumbled upon a barrier, that hindered him from leaving the room.

"You see boy, the only way you're leaving this place is if you battle with Jake. The winner gets the beautiful lady."

"I'm just a personal attendant, I have no interest whatsoever in Elder Brooke. She belongs to the man of her dream."

The situation was terrible and Devon knew that, so he was thinking of different ideas on how to escape away from here.

Jake brought out his weapon, "Boy toy if you can survive one strike from me, I'll take you as the winner."

"Don't....." Brooke was about to stop her fiancée from making a terrible mistake when she got a frown from him.

With the little time, she had spent with Devon, she knew there was something unusual about him.

A smirk appeared on Devon's face, there's always a light at the end of a tunnel.

"Let get things done quickly, I'm a very busy man," Devon said.

"Urghhhhh! Die!" the anger was evident in Jake's voice, as he slashed his sword at Devon in full force.

The force from the sword strike sent explosions and ripples in the form of red lightning towards Devon. The strike was going to destroy its target completely or better still it was a one-hit kill strike.

"I guess I'm the winner, good day, boys." Devon released his grip on the sword and was making his way out of the room, leaving the stunning trio.

Right about when he was about to leave the room with only a single step left, Devon felt something pierce through his body from behind.

"Puchi!" Devon spat out a large amount of blood from his mouth, falling straight down to the ground.