Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 Violet Eyes

Tristan: “..

How could anyone make an insult sound that calm?

Still, he had been the one in the wrong.

So while the Mistshadow Crocodile struggled to hold back the Titan Longhorns, Tristan kept forcing the apology out, sentence by sentence, even though every word scraped his throat raw.

Julian listened for about three seconds.

Then he cut him off with brutal honesty.

“Do not bother. You are not much of a person. Sylvia Whitmore is not much of one either. Adrian Whitmore is closer, but the three of you still do not deserve forgiveness. You cannot be forgiven, because the Julian who had the right to forgive you died long ago.”

Tristan’s hand clenched.

Julian had told him before to treat him as dead.

But Julian was alive.

He was right here.

So Tristan swallowed the sourness in his throat and said stubbornly, “Whether you forgive me or not, I still want to apologize to you properly. As long as it is something I can do, I will do anything you ask.”

He had chased Julian out of camp.

That meant he had already accepted the possibility of dying here.

Maybe that tiny bit of sincerity finally worked.

Julian, who had been about to turn around and continue slaughtering insectoids, actually glanced back.

“Anything I ask?”

“Anything,” Tristan said at once. “Truly anything.”

“Good.”

Julian gave a small nod.

Hope had just risen in Tristan’s chest when Julian turned with his sword.

Green light flashed.

Sword aura tore outward in rings, slicing through the insectoids surrounding them. Within moments, the battlefield around the two of them had been cleared into a temporary safe zone.

13:57 Tue, Jul 21.

Chapter 332 Violet Eyes

Finished

The Mistshadow Crocodile, which had wrestled with several Titan Longhorns for several minutes and achieved absolutely nothing because their defenses were too thick: “…”

Tristan pressed his mouth shut.

The hope in him collapsed on the spot.

In its place came endless self-doubt.

Could he actually help Julian? e

But why would Julian care what a pig thought?

He lowered his sword and ordered the pig. “Look into my eyes.”

Tristan: “?”

What?

He did not understand Julian’s purpose, but he still understood words.

So he honestly stared at Julian’s eyes.

He even tried to widen his own, hoping the smallest pair of eyes among the three brothers would look a little less embarrassing.

Julian said coldly. “Keep glaring like that and I will blind you.”

Tristan: “…”

The moment those words made him loosen up, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Julian’s amber cat eyes were changing.

Their clear, glassy brightness faded away.

A strange purple spread in its place, smoky and mistlike, the kind of color that seemed to pull a person’s gaze in and refuse to let go.

At the same time, deep inside the Omega’s psychic sea, Alkaid had somehow wrapped itself in a thin pale-

violet veil

Dangerous.

Eeric.

When dawn came, the temporary camp was silent enough to feel dead

“Tristan Whitmore! The bugs are chasing Tristan! Look, Tristan is back! Hurry, check his injuries. Why is he bleeding so much? Oh my God… He came back, but where is Julian?”

Under Quinton Martin’s direction, everyone summoned their spirit forms at once and carved open a path for Tristan

Step by step, he walked back toward camp.

He no longer resembled the confident Alpha who had left the night before.

His right arm was gone.

3/4

13:57 Tue, Jul 21 )).

Chapter 332 Violet Eyes

The severed stump was all torn flesh and splintered bone. It had clearly been bitten off alive by an insectoid:

That was only the worst injury.

Dozens of wounds covered him.

A patch of his scalp was missing too.

He looked as though he had been dragged from a pool of blood.

His whole body seemed numb to the extreme. The teachers called his name. The students asked questions. None of it brought light back into those bloodshot eyes.

“Tristan, Tristan, what happened to you?”

Elias did not care about the blood or filth. He rushed forward, crying as he grabbed Tristan and shook hin.

Tristan pushed him away.

After that, he folded himself into a corner alone.

He looked very busy.

Yet no one could tell what he was busy doing.

2.5K

li

13:57 Tue, Jul 21.