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V.29

When Fenrir released some of his aura, the first one to feel it was Crow. Crows eyes dilated, and he swallowed his non-existing saliva. 

"I knew it, he was indeed very strong," said Crow in his mind. 

Everyone in the bar is a veteran with several battles under their belt, many of them have been to life and death situations before, and therefore their instinct is way above those of normal people. Especially the regulars on this bar, only the most badass would consider entering this place.

It is not because there's a certain requirement or anything like that, but because this bar's regulars are all veterans and dangerous individuals, many of them have bathed in the blood of their enemies. 

That small amount of aura is enough for everyone to tell how dangerous Fenrir is. All if not some of them made a mental note not to piss that guy in the future. 

But contrary to everyone's expectations, the man in white seems not to feel a thing and remained clueless about how much danger he is in. 

"Don't insult your maker, Beast, you were created to.." he didn't manage to finish, and Crow smacked him quite hard. 

Teeth and blood blossomed while the man in white flew across the room. Of course, this was just a casual slap from Crow, as he held himself back quite a lot. After all, he didn't want to kill the man.

Fenrir looked at Crow. "You didn't have to mind people like that." Said Fenrir shaking his head, then he raised his glass to Crow. He didn't even look at the man in white. 

Crow laughed and raised his glass as well "cheers! Well, I hate being disturbed when I'm talking to a friend, hahaha." 

When the people heard Crow's laughter, they too raised their glass to cheer. After that, the noise returns, they all ignored the man in white sprawling on the floor and his fellow men in white, seemingly trying to wake him up. 

The men in whites all looked at Fenrir with hatred but didn't say anything. After that, they carried the unconscious man and left without looking back. 

The bar master shakes his head. "Hopefully, they learned their lesson and left it at that. If not well, there would have been a bloodbath. 

He looks at Fenrir. He knows the aura is just a fraction of what he can release if not everyone on the bar would have pissed themselves from fear. 

He too was once a fortune seeker and been to many life and death battles, but after losing all his friends and family to battles, he decided to retire. He opened the bar mainly because he likes drinking. Back in the day, he too made a name for himself. 

"Master, what are you thinking?" 

Hmmm, the bar master, looked at the young female, one of his many barmaids. He smiled and said, "Nothing just remembered something from the past." 

"I heard that the master used to be a famous Adventurer or something, is that true?" Asked the young barmaid. 

She remembered hearing several tales about their barmaster from many of their regulars. 

"Stop gossiping and go back to work!!." 

The young woman shakes her head in disappointment, picked up the tray, and went back to serving the customer. 

Fenrir notices the barmaster looking at him, he raises his glass for a toast and smiles. He knew the barmaster is not your regular barmaster. He might be good at controlling his aura, but Fenrir's senses are much sharper than a regular beast lord. 

It's one of the reasons he has chosen to hang around this bar. He knows this bar is different from the rest. 

Back in Divine Cross camp. 

The Bishop is looking at the unconscious man in front of him. He furrowed his brows and then looked at the man who was carrying the unconscious man. 

"What happened? who did this to preacher Alexander?" 

"Hmmm, a beast Lord, you say.. interesting, I didn't think there would be any Beast Lord in space not under our care. Who is he?" 

"Bishop Carlo, we asked around the name of the Beast Lord is Fenrir, and seems to be the leader of a group of Beasts Lords; they are registered as mercenaries under the name Carnage." Said one of the priests. 

"That's interesting. I wonder whose force they are under." 

"I have asked around, but they don't appear to be affiliated with any power." 

"No, it's impossible for any beast lord to leave Earth without relying on any power." 

"Earth is now the territory of GT. Could it be them?" 

Bishop Carlo didn't answer him immediately; everything about GT is a mystery to them, their origins and the source of their technologies are all a mystery. Even the so-called founder and GT owner is nothing but a dropout. Clearly, someone is behind them. 

The question is who?. At first, we thought that there were human superpowers behind them, but now clearly, that was not the case. 

Bishop Carlo thought of a lot of things about what he knew about GT. The Divine Cross once thought about making GT serve under them, but GT's growth is something beyond their imagination. In just a few years, it became the most powerful human organization in history; from nothing to everything, he knows Divine Cross is not the only organization that is interested in GT. 

In fact, he was 100% every human superpower has been investigating GT in secret. Divine Cross had sent countless spies, but many disappeared. The rest couldn't find anything beyond what everyone already knows.

Judging by what he knows, GT does not need to hide about using a Beast Lord. After all, it's already a known fact they have several Beast Lord employees under them. 

GT doesn't discriminate against any race, as long as they are capable, they will treat them like how they treat everyone working under them. 

"If This Carnage is under GT, GT would not need to hide it, it would be more beneficial if they revealed it. The fact that this Carnage is registered as independent means they have no intention of revealing who was backing them." Bishop mumbled to himself. 

He looked back at the priests who appeared to be waiting for his order. 

"Bring Alexander to the infirmary. And have father Anderson meet me at my office." 

The priests nodded and immediately brought the unconscious Alexander away. 

A few minutes later, a man appeared in the Bishop Carlo office. 

"Bishop, you have called for me?" Asks father Anderson. 

"I have indeed. I want you to investigate someone for me; it's a group of mercenaries called Carnage." 

"That group of Beast Lord?" 

"You knew about them?" Carlo Asked in surprise. 

"Anderson nodded. They have been on our radar for quite some time. After all, a group of unaffiliated Beast Lords in space are quite suspicious. Especially since they are well trained, especially their Leader, the one called Fenrir." He paused and took a deep breath. 

"I have personally asked all the Beast Lords under us, and no one seems to have heard of this Fenrir, as you may have already known many beast lords are affiliated with one another, one way or another. But despite asking everyone, no one has heard of this Fenrir." 

"What does that mean? Are you telling me he is a clone? Impossible, we both know cloning a Beast Lord only resulted in a very inferior version. So weak, it is useless not only their physics were weak even their intelligence has severely deteriorated to a simple beast. If not, many superpowers would be cloning Beast Lord instead of humans." 

"Anderson nodded, that's right. That is why I have concluded that Fenrir is created using cloning technology unknown to us.

"I don't agree to that assessment, that kind of technology, if it even exists, can only be found in the main universe. For all we know, he was just some unknown Beast lord who never contacted other beast lords before being discovered." 

Anderson nodded, he didn't argue with that theory. But as the head of the intelligence division, he knows certain things.

"Are you familiar with the King of Beast?" Ask Anderson.

Carlo nodded, of course, he does, who doesn't. Every Divine Cross-member knows him. The servant of the Pope, the very first Beast Lord to exist. 

"Are you also familiar with his abilities," Asked Anderson? 

Carlo was shocked. "Don't tell me,.. no way..." 

Anderson nodded. "The original, The first beast lord possessed a unique and powerful ability, and that is to control and communicate with any other beast lords. He can also sense them as long as they are beast lords born on Earth, he can connect to them, with the exception of two things." Said Anderson. 

"Brutal Beast, and cloned Beast Lord." Said Carlo. 

Anderson once again nodded. "I once brought this affair to the Holiness The Pope. And we came to the same conclusion that Fenrir would be a good addition to our forces, after all, Fenrir and his crew are quite powerful." 

Carlos agreed Fenrir crew are very powerful and would be an excellent addition to their forces. 

"And so The Pope ordered the king of Beasts Leofold to bring this Fenrir and his crew under his control. And so I set up a chance for them to meet. You want to know the result?" 

Carlo nodded, "He failed. I can guess this much seeing Fenrir is still free from our influence." 

"Indeed, he failed, but if that is all there is to it, we would never put too much importance to this Fenrir." 

"What happened?" Asked Carlos 

"Leofold almost lost his mind." 

"What!?" Shocked, Carlo stood up and shouted. But quickly recovers. He then sits down fake a cough, "tell me what happened" 

"I can't tell you the exact reason as we ourselves didn't quite understand it. When Leofold returned, he was mumbling to himself. I asked him what happened, and he looked scared. No, he was terrified. 

He said that it was a monster, not a beast. After that, he refused to talk about it even when the Pope asked personally, he refused to say more. He just said to stay away from that monster." 

Anderson shakes his head. "Ever since then, we have been trying to find his origin or his backers, but so far, all investigation comes up with nothing." 

"What about the beast lord under him. Are they all like him?"  Asked Carlos. 

Anderson shakes his head, "as far as we can tell, the beast lord under him are all regular Beast Lords. Many of our beast lords seemed to have recognized them." 

"Then can we control those under him in secret? 

Anderson made a hopeless gesture, "not going to happen, Leofold refuses to get near Fenrir again. Not me or even the Pope can convince him." 

"Sigh, Carlos slumped into his chair. "Then there's nothing we can do for now." 

Anderson nodded, "stay away from Fenrir and his crew for now. We don't need unnecessary conflict." 

"I know, I'll inform my men. Let me know if there's a new development with Fenrir and his crew." 

Anderson nodded with a bow and left. 

Sigh, that Alexander is quite unlucky of all the people to pissed off, he chooses the most dangerous one. No, maybe he was lucky if the one who made a move is not the Hothgars, but Fenrir himself would probably be dead already. 

Sigh…not only he was dragged here because their sworn enemies are here for reasons unknown, and now his priest was able to piss a very dangerous individual. 

No, the Hothgars are Violent and aggressive as they are. They were also a calculative bunch, they would not start a conflict with anyone knowing there's nothing to gain. The problem is Fenrir, and we know next to nothing about that dangerous individual. He might be already planning something terrible for all he knows.   

Sigh, "such a bad day..." 

EDITOR: King of Mortal.