Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?-Chapter 373 Revenge!

Staring at the Grandmaster pulverizing the massive being below him, everyone whipped their non-existent seat from their heads.

Who said the Grandmaster was just a little boy who couldn't compare to them? Stand up now and take their bazookas!

Just watching the beatdown made them several catties of fake fat.

Everyone was shaken more, especially Hazen.

He wished he could go back in time and slap his former self for provoking the Grandmaster.

Just seeing how this guy fought, if he were to go head-to-head with him, wouldn't his head be blown off his neck in one punch?

Augh~

The realization of death being so close made them shiver.

But more than anything, the fact that supernatural beings like this exist also left them in a daze.

"What? There are more of these things in our Navy base?"

Someone explained in disbelief, shaking her head severally.

She already knew nightmares were bound to occur for the next few weeks. But now you tell them there might be more of these things lurking about their base?

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The lady didn't know whether to fall ill or cry.

With several others hidden around her, how was she supposed to recover from today's matter?

Don't you know she wouldn't be able to sleep well in the dormitory, knowing such creatures were in here? No way! Since having weapons in common areas was forbidden, she decided to start sleeping with a sharp stone underneath her pillow.

Imagine having these enemies lurk about for months and months? If this is the case, how was she supposed to sleep and be at her best during this period?

Insomnia!

She and many others would definitely have prolonged insomnia if this matter weren't handled fast!

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Bam!

Dorian stomped on the annoying cat demon, pulling on all 6 of its whispers with a single hand.

Pouff!~

The creature spat a fountain full of greenish blood. Its trauma was no doubt immeasurable (in its opinion.). But still, it refused to speak.

Hahahhahahhahaha~

Its ghastly laughter bellowed out, emitting traces of bitterness engulfed within.

"Give it up, exorcist. You might kill me off now. But soon, your end will come."

Blink.

Everyone saw its pupils blink yellowish vertically. And coupled with his ominous words, everyone's body became pricked with goosebumps.

Wait! What did he mean?

The cat demon showed a sly yet pained grin, sweeping its eyes across the gathering.

"Mark my words, humans... Soon, your end will come. Soon, your world will become nothing, and you will all live like the true delicacies that you are!!"

"Noisy."

Dorian stomped on it hard for the last time before flicking his wrist, and a wooden toy box flew out his inner chest pocket.

~Bibidi babidi boom!

The wooden case Old Gia and a few were familiar with had again resurfaced.

M-m-m-magic!

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What sort of fairy operation was this?

You must know they had already seen him conjure up an entire mace from thin air. And now, even though this seemed ordinary to the Grandmaster, for them, everything he did using magic only left them with widened mouths, too speechless to talk.

Of course, many stretched their necks, hoping to see what was inside.

Candles, toy books the size of their pinkies, chalk, ceiled bottled water, and several rectangular cut pieces of paper?

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No matter how they looked at it, they didn't understand how these items could benefit today's situation. 𝗳𝘳𝒆𝘦𝑤𝐞𝚋𝗻𝚘𝘷𝘦𝙡.𝑐𝐨𝘮

"What will he do with these?"

"Candles? Does he want to wax the monster to death?"

"What you said makes sense. I have a hunch he will not only turn the creature into wax but also turn the wax into a flying pumpkin too. Who knows... Maybe a real Cinderella is waiting for their ride on the other side."

"You know what?... As ridiculous as it is, I wouldn't be surprised if it were true."

"Exactly! Science is the biggest scam of all! If you had told me this was real, I would have secretly asked the leaders to take you for a mental exam. But after witnessing everything first hand, I am not afraid to say I now believe in flying magic carpets."

"Who knows... At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if someone said their pee could turn into wine. Of course, me drinking it is another matter."

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Candles? No.

Dorian reached for the small transparent vial, pouring several drops wherever he deemed fit.

Ahhhhhh!!!~

The cat demon was going crazy feeling the strange water -clear fluid fall on its body.

Water with cats was never a good idea.

Ahhh~... Son of a b**ch!

The feeling was just too mortifying.

It was as though one had poured drops of molten volcanic lava on a person's face.

Several drops might even bore through the skin and bypass the bones in a flash.

Imagine 100 times this pain, and that would be it. And the most annoying thing was that its limbs and even its tail had been pinned down with coins by Dorian.

It screed, tacked, shook, and spawned as though it were on a hospital bed, getting the electric kiss of life to its chest.

Clear!

Rumble. Rumble. Rumble.

~Ahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

The winds began to howl, and the room was now a mess.

Can we fly? Yes, we can!

For the first time, many got a turbulent taste of what it would be like to become Peter Pan.

Things grew worse and worse the more they watched Dorian chant and exorcize the demon.

It was a bizarre scene, with the liquid droplets boring into the creature's skin, producing golden cracks and lines. And in the end, the golden light finally exploded out of the creature's mouth, eyes, and belly.

They watched every fiber of its being turned into tiny ashes and fade away into oblivion.

Many felt the hairs on their body stand at attention when listening to the creature's last words.

What did it mean to say their world was coming to an end?

Suddenly, everyone felt the weight of the world on their shoulders.

What's going on? Are these creatures trying to enter their world and take them all as food for the picking?

No way! Even if they were weak and helpless, they refused to stand idly and watch it unfold!

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You look at me; I look at you.

At this moment, everyone's hearts became connected as one.

"Lieutenant Ab, reporting, old marshall! It's an honor to see you in the flesh, sir! But the enemy has died without revealing their partners or those lurking in our camp."

"Yes, Marshall! The enemy doesn't know that we are aware of their existence. So to keep it this way, we can't inform others out of this room just yet. Forgive me for doubting my superiors, sir. But who is to say they aren't enemies in human skin?"

At this point, they were even willing to doubt all those at the very top of Navy operations across the country.

In times like these, they were not to rattle the snake out of its hiding place until they investigated, gathered, and pinpointed their targets.

Caution had to be advised. And unlike Dorian who knew the exact time when the planets would align, and all hell would break loose, they didn't know when the 'end' was coming.

It could be tomorrow, a month from now, or even a year.

The fact that they don't know 'when' was what caused their minds to skyrocket just now. How scary was this? It was like saying… oh, you're going to die soon, without actually giving the exact date.

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Like so, Dorian spent an additional 2 hours helping those affected and shrunken humans.

Of course if they wanted these safety charms and protection talismans, they would have to purchase them from his Webchat.

That's right.

Since he started setting up a booth, he had also asked Chan-ki and Haro to handle all matters concerning this.

If people wanted to buy his charms and talismans, they could place their orders there. Additionally, he could pick up several requests from this site too.

This was great since all these will be posted on the mission board for anyone to pick up. Whether they had to fly to another country or stay here, everything was more accessible for customers to reach out to them.

"Thank you, Grandmaster! Thank you! The government will send in the money immediately!"

Several people bowed humbly, watching Dorian and the rest get on their choppers.

Mission accomplished. There was a sense of relief in the air for Bho Jin and the rest.

Hey…

Seeing the Grandmaster leaning back with his eyes closed, they thought he should be tired and worn out. So it was good for him to have a moment's rest.

But unlike Dorian, a certain man was determined to keep him awake.

In a far gloomy room, the man slowly caressed a strange being on his finger with a vicious glint.

'Dorian D. TIan... It's time your family gets their just deserts.'

In 2 days, the boy will die!