Supreme Harem God System novel Chapter 1257

Chapter 1257 What if I say you do have a choice?

1257 What if I say you do have a choice?

"Hope that you do not meet him.

Because if there comes a time when he is awake and is interacting with others, It would imply that Yrniel is in danger."

Faustina spoke with a solemn look on her face. Nux and Vyriana stared at each other and didn't say anything. The topic was simply to grave for them to pass a comment on.

A strange silence fell over the place until finally,

"COME OUT YOU BASTARD!!"

A shout was heard.

It was Arcturus.

The man had finally understood that killing all these clones would achieve nothing. No matter how many times he killed, after a certain time, he would realize that the number of clones had not reduced and all his past work had all been for naught.

He was faster and stronger, yes, however, the advantage he had didn't mean anything because he couldn't even find his real opponent.

Not to mention...

"Father... why are you shouting...? Shouldn't you be killing the man who killed me...?"

"Father... could it be that you are unable to kill him?"

"Father... why are you killing me... I am not your enemy..."

Nux still hadn't stopped this sadistic game, his clones still looked like Vedier and even though everyone in the arena, including Arcturus knew that this was merely a trick Nux was using to get into his head, being surrounded by his 'son' begging him to avenge hid death was getting more and more frustrating.

Arcturus was getting mentally exhausting and in the end, with his eyes bloodshot, He rushed towards Amaya and,

"NUX YOU BASTARD!!

If you dare not fight me, then don't think your wives are getting out of this place alive!!!"

He shouted as he quickly appeared next to Amaya, ready to grab her by her neck and threaten Nux, but just before he could reach Amaya, "...huh?"

Arcturus froze.

His body couldn't move.

Step Step

The Elven Queen stepped forward, looking right into Arcturus's eyes.

The Dragon Lord's eyes were bloodshot.

"Lyriana!!"

He shouted, furious.

"Let go of me!!"

Of course, with his Law of Self sealed, let alone Lyriana, he couldn't stand against even the weakest Divine Stage Cultivator.

Arcturus's body started moving away from Amaya on its own, he tried to exert more strength in order to regain the control over his body, however, it was all for naught.

"Lyriana!! I am telling you to let go or this will never end well for you!!" Arcturus threatened on the top of his lungs.

"..."

Lyriana, however, didn't react to his words at all.

"YOU BITCH!!"

Arcturus's anger exploded, he commanded his subordinates to attack Lyriana, however, Lyriana's subordinates and other 39 Divine Stage Dragons under Nux's command were ready to stand against them.

But before the confrontation could happen,

Arcturus's subordinates all lost their consciousness, shocked, Arcturus's turned towards the battle overseer and saw Caesar looking at him with a tired look on his face.

"You keep looking down on me.

Is it because you feel that I am too kind?"

The moment he said those words, Arcturus felt a pressure he had never felt before. It wasn't Caesar's Aura, or anything in particular, heck, Arcturus couldn't even feel any trace of 'intent' coming from the Human Progenitor, just those narrow blue eyes staring right into his soul made his freeze. It was as a bucket of icy cold water was poured over his head, in an instant, his anger and frustration he was feeling was flushed out and he straightened up.

"Return to the stage."

Caesar ordered and Arcturus moved.

This time, without any force controlling him, he moved on his own accord, with a fully functioning brain. The 'injustice' his son face or whatever Nux was doing to get into his head didn't matter anymore.

Nux was doing it because he could, Arcturus couldn't seek anyone's help in this matter, especially when Caesar was the one overseeing the duel.

In the end, Arcturus had no choice but to look at his 'sons' standing in front of him and continue the fight again. This time, however, his moves were clearly weaker than before.

His spirit was already broken.

He had already accepted his defeat, his pride, his arrogance, everything was thoroughly crushed with Caesar's one simply stare.

"Well that is boring..."