"This flames!" staring at the reddish silver flames that was slowly but gradually spreading towards his right wrist, the pupils of the Level 3 Soul Reaper dilated in an horrified manner. — For some strange reason, this flame was actually devouring his pure essence bit by bit! "Tensei Genkai number fifty three.. Red Rose!" an intense concentration of plasmic energy suddenly began spiralling above the head of the level three Soul Reaper, taking the shape of a floating chopping blade condensed from pure plasmic energy. Weng! Finally taking full shape, the plasmic condensed chopping blade proceeded to swing downward, cleanly chopping off the lower part of the level three Soul Reaper's arm from the wrist downward. Successfully chopping off his right hand, the Soul Reaper proceeded to retreat a few meters back as he watched his disconnected hand flipping across the air. Fwoomb! A split second had barely passed when the reddish silver flames completely engulfed the disconnected hand,

"At first I only wanted to apprehend you but now that I've discovered you've committed the most heinous of crimes, I'm no longer going to hold back! In the name of the Soul Palace, accept your judgement!" dropping these words, an explosive burst of pure plasmic energy surged out from within the Level 3 Soul Reaper "What?! he was holding back all this time?!" in the face of the other party's fully unleashed aura, Jason was petrified to realize that the tough physique of [Profile IV] couldn't offer the slightest resistance.—[Blessing Of Jericho Defense: 0%!]—[Physique Defense: 30%!]—[HP: 50%] Pui! Vomiting a mouthful of essence, Jason felt like his internal organs were being squeezed so tight to the point that they burst into a bloodied mush. How the hell was any of this possible?! just the other party's released aura was so overwhelming that Jason felt like an entire mountain was crushing him down. — Was the disparity between the both of them that wide?! — No! wait a minute!

"Tch.." making a sharp 'clang' sound, Jason's pair of cutleries slipped out from his grip as he focused his gaze towards Aunt Bonnie's direction. "Are you two going to keep on sneaking glances at me? or are you finally going to speak your minds?" Jason sneered when he noticed Lydia averting her gaze in a panicked manner as she hurriedly attempted to slice the thick steak on her plate. As for Aunt Bonnie, she softly chewed on her food, appearing like she didn't hear what he said. "Fine. I'm not that hungry so I'll be off to bed.." how could Jason's be comfortable eating dinner while under their sharp gazes? Wiping off the grease on his lips with a white napkin, Jason was just about to rise up from the dinning table when a calm voice called out. "Where do you think you're going? Jason Noal Chris?" Jason frowned. Judging from how the other party called out his full name in full, he could sense her anger. However why did he sense that her current anger was being misplaced. Unfortu

"Lunch break? I'm sorry but you freaks of nature definitely won't have the opportunity to enjoy such luxury!" Three figures calmly walked into the cafeteria, under the horrified gazes of four pairs of eyes. As for the statement from earlier, it came from the newcomer located at the left side of the new group. The figure positioned at the left was actually a female with ink black hair styled in a curly pixie cut. Judging from her outward appearance, she appeared to be in the same age group as Lizzie. She was currently clad in a high waisted jeans, crop top narrow sleeved sweats and yellow platform boots. Directly walking besides her was a middle aged man with barely average bulky physique. What instantly made him stand out was his Balbo beard and a glaring slash running from the upper part of his left cheek all the way to the lowest portion of his chin. He was sporting a silver white tank shirt, exposing a pair of well chiseled biceps, baggy pants and customized high ankle boots.

"You said I won't kill you? you sound awfully confident for someone whose entire existence is about to be forgotten from the entire framework of totality.." a sneer tugged across the corners of Jason's lips as the six golden crowns revolving around him pulsated with holy golden colored brilliance. - The sheer pressure emanating from him utilizing the full potential of his soul weapon put enough strain on the Third Cosmos that it was starting to show signs of collapsing. As for the several dozen pantheons of New Gods, they could only silently play the role of spectators. They all enjoyed the faith energy of civilizations from billions of galaxies scattered across the Second Cosmos below them. However these legendary beings capable of obliterating entire star systems with a single gesture were unable to offer up the slightest resistance in Jason's presence..- A lowly being in their perspective; a native of the inferior second cosmos. "Of course I'm scared. Who wouldn't be.." even th