I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Blood slowly oozed out but did not fall to the ground; instead, it floated in the air, forming small globules of blood.

These red orbs floated slowly in the air, colliding with each other, while a strong scent of blood permeated the atmosphere.

The legs of the bystanders began to tremble with fear, but then they too suddenly felt something.

Their eyes widened in terror as their hands frantically waved through the air, but they found themselves bound by an invisible rope, floating in mid-air.

They struggled desperately, but the next moment, they felt their own skin begin to slowly split.

Blood from their bodies started to seep out into the air.

The blood continued to flow out, and their bodies visibly began to wither at an observable rate!

It was as if all the fluids inside were being extracted, forming one red orb after another in the air.

Thump.

Several bodies fell to the ground, now completely dry, devoid of any moisture.

The bodyguards, unfazed by the sight, dragged the corpses away.

It seemed they had done this many times before, their efficiency betraying no emotion.

The chubby man laughed heartily, looking at the middle-aged man and said, "I think you're overreacting, don't take it so hard. They were just tools that failed to do their job, killing them solves it."

The beauties in the chubby man's arms involuntarily shivered, but still managed to force a smile and continued peeling grapes.

"And my lovely ladies, you mustn't be afraid. I am very easy to talk to as long as you keep obeying me. I certainly won't lose my temper with you like I do with those foul-smelling men."

As he spoke, he planted a kiss on one of the beauties' cheeks, who smiled and nodded appreciatively.

"As long as we can be by your side, even death would be worth it. You are the most important person in our world," she said.

The chubby man seemed very pleased with the girls' words, laughing heartily as he caressed one of the beauties more freely.

The young women giggled and squirmed, yet still leaned into the embrace of the chubby man.

The middle-aged man watched the red orbs in the air, his fingers twitched slightly, and the orbs began to float slowly in response.

He seemed to greatly enjoy these red globules.

"Indeed, I still love the sensation of these blood orbs slowly floating in the air, making even the air itself start to smell more pleasant," he remarked.

The chubby man laughed heartily but remained silent afterward.

The middle-aged man pondered the message sent by John's subordinates.

"This man actually expects me to meet him in person; he's still too young, so naive about life and death."

The chubby man took a grape offered by the beauty in his arms and then spoke with a smile.

"No matter what this man is thinking now, you must go and try not to resort to violence. The owner of Rose Hotel isn't someone easy to deal with; if you keep causing trouble here, we might not even be able to protect you."

While the chubby man held great respect for the owner of Rose Hotel, the middle-aged man scoffed.

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"Give him some respect; he is the owner here. But what is he really if not given due respect? He must not think that just because he's the so-called owner here, he can do whatever he wishes. To thrive here, it's not just about power."

What if his power is top-notch?

This is Chaos Star, not a place that looks only at strength; it's more about connections and background.

Even if someone is incredibly powerful, can he really oppose the entire Garrison? And now, officially, I am a military man.

If it comes to a showdown, that means going against the military, and he would surely have no resting place in death.

"It seems you have your own plans, so I won't say much more," said the chubby man, still smiling broadly.

With his plump, cheerful face, he really did resemble a benevolent Maitreya Buddha.

But everyone knew, those who thrived in this place were never simple.

"But don't you want to see what this young man is truly capable of this time? To cause such a stir here, he probably hasn't played all his cards yet."

"And with that divine artifact in his possession, don't you want it too? It's a precious item that can absorb blood."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the chubby man's smile did not change, though he paused briefly in his eating before resuming his cheerful demeanor.

"Yes, who wouldn't want such a fine thing? But the fact that the young man has it and is willing to show it means he must be quite powerful."

The chubby man's words were cleverly put.

If it's a valuable item, naturally, everyone would want it.

Resources are fixed, and having more in one's possession certainly increases one's influence.

This is a divine artifact, after all—even a sealed divine artifact is still a divine artifact!

Perhaps it could even grant some legacy.

By that time, one's power would greatly increase, no longer needing to defer to others or adhere to so-called rules.

When one possesses absolute power, one becomes the rule!

"So? You mean you just want to watch and you're not planning to act?"

After speaking, the middle-aged man clenched his hand in the air, and suddenly a red orb burst apart.

A red mist of blood slowly spread through the air, intensifying the already strong scent of blood, which made the two beauties in the chubby man's arms feel particularly uncomfortable, almost vomiting.

Even the bodyguards nearby showed discomfort on their faces but dared not make any movements.

They simply bowed their heads silently to hide their expressions.

"Big brother, what are you saying? We're in this together, like brothers. I'll definitely help out, don't worry."

Help out?

The middle-aged man chuckled softly at this response, saying nothing, merely standing up slowly.

The red orbs floated beside him, illuminated by the room's lights, reflecting a frightfully intense red glow.

"Let's go. Since that young fellow so desperately wants to meet me in person, I'll grant him his wish. I'm quite curious to see what this young man is really capable of!"

The bodyguards were also surprised, having not expected their boss to actually consider personally dealing with such a person.

After all, the young man seemed just a relatively unknown figure who had gained a little fame from a fight, hardly comparable to their boss!

The chubby man gently patted the behind of one of the beauties in his arms.

The two beauties obediently stood up and then knelt beside him.

The chubby man slowly got up, resembling a mountain of flesh in motion.

"Well, I'll accompany big brother on this trip then."