Re:Immortal

Nimble Giant, that was his name. He had lived as a bandit for more years than he could count. Somewhere along the line, the number of his followers grew to form a small army, he even managed to get his hands on some mounts he snatched from a raid.

Life was good. He was always careful not to target any of the big guys, their sects would always retaliate with an even stronger force hence there was no point.

So Nimble Giant learned to pick his opponents carefully. He only went for those In which he could gauge their strength and was sure of their chances in winning against.

His favorite targets coincidently were lone travels, space travelers. That did come with a fair share of risk, however, since cultivators who would choose to travel between the realms alone were either extremely strong or extremely stupid first-timers.

Glancing at the duo who was bickering ahead of him, Nimble Bear was almost certain that they belonged to the latter category. The strength of their cultivation base was barely at his level.

Yet he wasn't afraid, he had a mount alongside an entire army! As for the possibility of them hiding their strength? Nimble Giant had never thought of that, why? There was simply no point in doing so when traveling between the realms.

If one was deemed weak, countless raiders and bandits would come knocking, and so no one would purposefully hide their cultivation base. That was the norm at least.

Yet as he glared at the duo a distance ahead, Nimble Giant suddenly had a very bad feeling. His instincts honed through countless battles and raids warned him that something was not right, the two people in front of him were not normal.

When he had yelled out for them to leave their storage bag, rings, and valuables, the duo dared to ignore him as they continued to bicker amongst themselves, then the younger one, a white-haired extremely handsome young man turned his predatory gaze towards him causing him to unconsciously take a step back.

The young man's eyes were not that of a normal cultivator, Nimble Bear who prided himself in being able to read people and see through them was momentarily astounded as his gaze met the young man's.

His instincts which he so foolishly chose to ignore a while ago began to scream at him once again, his scalp turned numb as he felt his back become drenched in cold sweat.

Nimble Bear was still regretting his decision of stopping the duo when suddenly one of his subordinates yelled in an extremely arrogant tone.

"Did you not hear our boss? Leave your valuables if you want to leave kid! Else you and your grandpa would end up regretting the day you were born!" Haughtily proclaimed his subordinate looking rather pleased with himself.

Normally, Nimble Bear wouldn't mind but now the opponent they stumbled on was without a doubt a crouching dragon! He constantly cursed at his subordinate and all of his ancestors, with an extremely nervous look, Nimble Bear turned his attention towards the young man.

"Hahahahaha! Didn't I tell you? you look like a grandpa, even that dumb bloke agrees." To Nimble Bear's complete horror, instead of feeling any sense of pressure, the young man instead broke out into a fit of laughter.

At this point, the old bandit boss wanted nothing more but to turn tail and flee, what use was staying with unloyal subordinates that would just send him into an early grave?

Just as he was about to turn around run completely ignoring everyone else, the old man with crazy hollow eyes suddenly frowned, a visible expression of anger flashing through his eyes as he turned to glare at his useless subordinate who had spoken earlier.

It was then, what he had feared the most happened. Before his stupid subordinate could even say anything, he suddenly exploded into a puff of smoke dying in both body and soul.

"Oh, we're fucked." Murdered Nimble Bear as his eyes met the old man's white hollow ones.

An unprecedented aura suddenly surged from the old cultivator's body causing Nimble Bear's subordinates to drop dead unable to resist, he had no way to move, no way to run even if he wanted to, his eyes were locked with the old man's as everyone around him exploded without so much as putting up any sort of resistance.

Staring at those pair of white void eyes, Nimble Bear's mind was abruptly filled with various scenes of blood and destruction, he saw the skies collapsing, he saw wars where thousands of cultivators fell by the dozen dying the world crimson.

The more he saw, the longer he stared, the worse his condition turned. Blood slowly seeped out of his eyes, ears, and then his mouth. An empty dazed expression took over his face, as Nimble Bear slowly felt himself descending into darkness.

The last thing he saw in his life was the pair of piercing white eyes as they swallowed him hole before everything went completely dark. Until the very end, Nimble Bear was full of regret as he cursed the luck that caused him to meet such a devil.

"Oh come on! I wanted to take care of them!" Grumbled Omis as he turned to glare at Addi.

"Hmph." To that Addi simply harrumphed and regained from speaking.

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Omis turned his attention back to the space where a small army once stood but was now completely empty.

"You sure did go all out, not even a sign of them is left." Sighed Omis with a shake of his head. His first cliche opportunity! but it was now wasted because of Addi.

"Next time you should at least leave their rings and storage bags, didn't you hear how they can't use spatial storage? What is there left to loot if you destroy everything?" Omis Scolded Addi with a frown.

"What's the point in looting these small fries?" Said Addi in contempt.

"You idiot! You should always loot your enemies no matter their rank! It's common knowledge, who knows you may end up stumbling upon a precious treasure." Answered Omis.

Shaking his head Addi replied. "What would a precious treasure be doing— No, you know what, I don't even want to know. Let's just go."

"You'll understand someday." Said Omis with a smile as the duo made their way towards the inhabited realm.