The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 4822

As the ruler of a space sea, Armstrong was naturally a smart man. He instantly knew that something was wrong when he heard what the white-robed man said.

He narrowed his eyes at him, looking him up and down quizzically.

The white-robed man locked eyes with him, and burst into laughter.

"I don't want to keep you in the dark any longer. My friend, Armstrong.

Do you know why I befriended you and spent so much time traveling around with you?

Here comes the honesty. It's because you told me you knew two members of the reincarnation race and that you got on well with them.

I lured you here.

I tricked you and persuaded you into contacting your friends of the reincarnation race to ask them to come to your aid.

They are my true targets, the ones I've had my sights set on for so long!"

the man in white robes revealed with a smug grin stretched across his face.

By now, Austin and his companions had already entered the Heavenly Fire Land and were being stalked by creatures of darkness, unbeknownst to them.

Once the man in the white robes had received word of their arrival, he dropped his act and revealed all to Armstrong.

"You... You... You came up to me on purpose! This was all part of your plan?

What's the meaning of all this?

What have they done to you to warrant all this?

Why did you go through all this trouble to get them here? What on earth do you want from them?" Armstrong snapped, pointing at the white-robed man threateningly.

The man's words had shocked and enraged him.

"Ha-ha! Calm down.

Patience. I will tell you everything, all in good time," the man in white robes answered.

He looked calm and totally unfazed.

"I'm working with the darkness race.

I have their support behind me now.

The mission I've been given is to wander around the Absolute Space Sea and acquaint myself with the members of the reincarnation race, or any creatures related to them.

Once I earn their trust, I lure them to dangerous places, such as this.

I then inform the creatures of darkness and they hunt down those of the reincarnation race I have lured into my trap.

I'm sure you understand what I'm saying.

I work for the creatures of darkness.

So really it's not me that's after your friends; it's them,"

the white-robed man explained casually.

"How dare you lie to me like that? You slimy bastard!"

His words had caused Armstrong to shake from the rage building within him.

"Ha-ha! Relax.

Just do as I say and all will be well.

The reincarnation race has declined, clinging to scraps for too long now.

The time of the darkness race has come.

Some of the reincarnation race's survivors want to rebuild the road of reincarnation and let their race rise once more. That's not going to happen.

Think about it; even when the reincarnation race was at its peak, they were still no match for the darkness race.

And now, there's only a measly few of them left. Do you honestly think they can defeat the darkness race?

If you stay in touch with the remaining survivors of the reincarnation race, you may anger the creatures of darkness, and the consequences for that will be very serious. Possibly even deadly.

I advise you to cut ties with those two survivors you call your friends as soon as possible. They will do you no good now.

You'd do better to just help the creatures of darkness deal with them.

Do that, and I will recommend you to the superior of the darkness race and he may spare you and welcome you in.

Then you and I can stay good friends. We could be a good team, go around together looking for survivors of that pesky race and tell the creatures of darkness of their whereabouts.

We'll have the support of the darkness race.

No one will have the nerve to pick on us when they see that,"

the man in the white robes said, trying to turn Armstrong to his side with his little speech.

"You son of a bitch! You make me sick.

I will never ever turn my back on them.

I don't care who they are or where they're from.