NOVPUBClown shook his head incessantly, "Prophet Daniel, no wonder the Investigation Bureau holds you in such high regard. You truly live up to the reputation."
"Yet, the fact that you could foresee even my appearance genuinely takes me by surprise."
Daniel didn’t engage, instead turning his gaze to a load-bearing pillar nearby. "And you, Wes."
Upon hearing this, the shock on Clown’s face became even more pronounced.
If one argued that Daniel’s foresight was due to Clown activating his abilities and alerting him, it would make some sense.
But Wes had done nothing, simply hiding in a secluded corner, watching in silence.
As Wes approached from behind, Clown pivoted to face Daniel, his eyes locked onto him, "I never expected you could foresee even him."
"Now I’m beginning to doubt whether you’re merely a level 1 Evolver."
While possessing precognition was within the realm of understanding, for a level 1 Evolver to have such profound foresight was almost unfathomable.
Wes, now fully under control, was not a concern.
Steadily looking at Clown, Daniel, well-versed in the way of the Prophet, began to delineate, "Clown, a level 4 Evolver, has the ability to manipulate shadows, hiding within them to launch surprise attacks. His Domain Power is the Shadow Octagonal Cage, granting him unmatched defense and control once activated."
Listening to the intricate details of his own abilities being recited as if they were common knowledge, the astonishment on Clown’s face deepened.
"Wes, a member of the Rebirth Corporation, level 3 Evolver, has the ability of Demonic Possession. He can transform into a demon, possessing immense strength and power, and can influence the psyche of his targets."
Clown was utterly stunned.
He had recognized the potency of precognition, but he had not expected it to be so all-encompassing.
For an Evolver, the intricacies of one’s strength remain a closely guarded secret, not to be disclosed to outsiders.
If adversaries gained knowledge of these secrets, they could exploit them, making one vulnerable even in evenly matched battles.
Sometimes, this could even lead to an unforeseen defeat.
Such crucial information, and yet, Daniel had articulated both his and Wes’s abilities with pinpoint accuracy.
The sheer gravity of it was terrifying.
This man’s foresight was even more formidable than imagined!
With that thought, Clown suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha... Prophet Daniel, you’ve truly given me quite the surprise. I believe that with your abilities, our plan will surely be executed smoothly."
Wes suddenly stepped forward, his voice grave, "The Investigation Bureau is onto us. I suggest we halt the plan for now. If they discern our intentions, complications might arise."
Clown sneered, "The Investigation Bureau? Nothing but a bunch of jesters. If it weren’t for..."
His voice trailed off, as though hesitating to say something in front of Daniel. 𝔫𝖔𝔳𝖕𝖚𝔟.𝔠𝔬𝖒
Meanwhile, Daniel’s expression began to chill.
His entire demeanor shifted dramatically, evolving from a passive observer to a dominant figure with a commanding aura.
His control over his facade was impeccable.
Fixing his gaze on the two of them, Daniel abruptly interjected in a cold voice, "Did the Godfather order you to go against the Investigation Bureau?"
The mere mention of the name ’Godfather’ caused a look of horror to pass over Clown’s face.
In disbelief, he stared at Daniel, "How do you know of the Godfather? Just who are you?!"
However, it dawned on him quickly, recalling Daniel’s ability, "Daniel, you only foresaw the title ’Godfather’, didn’t you?"
"I’d advise you not to mention that name again, unless you’re courting death."
With a chilling smile, Daniel uttered a name, "Elkampen."
Clown hesitated momentarily, confused.
Had he made an error?
Daniel was trying to ascertain whether the Godfather of the Rebirth Corporation and the Godfather of the Black Hat Gang were one and the same.
But now it seemed they weren’t.
With genuine confusion, Clown asked, "Elkampen? What are you talking about?"
An epiphany struck Daniel, "You don’t know the Godfather’s name?"
Realization flashed across Clown’s eyes too, "Elkampen... That’s the Godfather’s name?!"
Understood.
A feeling of triumph surged within Daniel.
It appeared this ’Godfather’ was quite enigmatic if even Clown was unaware of his true name.
What surprised Daniel even more was that Clown didn’t recognize the name Elkampen either.
But it made sense.
No matter how formidable the Black Hat Gang was, it remained an organization of ordinary people.
For an Evolver, it was child’s play.
Clown was taken aback; this was the first time he had heard the Godfather’s name. He didn’t doubt it, given Daniel was a Prophet. But no matter how hard Clown might think, he probably wouldn’t guess that the name was merely a shot in the dark from Daniel.
Astonished, Clown kept muttering, "Elkampen... Elkampen."
Smack!
A slap landed on Clown’s face, leaving a stark red handprint.
Stunned, Clown stared blankly at Daniel.
He dared to strike me?
On what grounds did he hit me?
Why did he dare to strike me?
Fury colored Clown’s face, but just as he was about to lash out, a single sentence from Daniel deflated his anger.
With an icy tone, Daniel rebuked, "Who do you think you are to dare call the Godfather by name so casually?"
Dominance! Absolute!
Daniel’s sudden assertiveness left no room for Clown’s hesitation.
Cold sweat ran down his face, and he even began to stammer.
"You!... I!..."
Daniel’s voice grew colder, "You what? I what?"
"To casually mention the Godfather’s tabooed name, on any other day, I would have sentenced you to death!"
Clown held his breath, not daring to even inhale deeply.
Daniel continued, "But today, I’ll absolve you of this sin."
Is that it?
Suspicion clouded Clown’s thoughts.
Is he bluffing me? Otherwise, if he truly was a confidant of the Godfather, how could he let me off so easily?
Immediately after, Daniel’s voice echoed again, "However, knowing fully well the importance of Alex to the Godfather, you dared to act against him. This is an affront to the Godfather, a challenge to his authority. This is a capital offense!"
Whoosh!
Fear drained the color from Clown’s face.
Here it comes, I knew he wouldn’t let me off the hook so easily.
He stammered again, "No... not that, I..."
Daniel cut him off, "Do you realize how vital Alex is to the Godfather’s plan? The Godfather once mentioned you to me, and to think you’d be such a narrow-minded cur! If anything goes wrong with Alex, none of you will escape the consequences, no matter how many lives you have!"
At that moment, Clown was torn between joy and sorrow.
The Godfather had actually mentioned him - what an honor across lifetimes!
Yet, he had let the Godfather down.
He hastily explained, "I never meant to defy the Godfather. I was just afraid he might be misled by Alex..."
Daniel’s eyes narrowed, his voice icy, "Are you implying the Godfather was mistaken?"
Thud!
Clown fell to his knees.
Such grave accusations were too heavy for him to bear.
"I... I didn’t mean that. The Godfather could never be wrong. It was my impulsive decision, wanting to prove my worth. I’ll accept any punishment the Godfather deems necessary!"
Daniel sneered, "You better believe it."
Terrified, Clown said, "That’s exactly what I believe, with all my heart!"
Although Clown was a bit off-kilter, doubt still lingered in his mind.
Gathering courage, he tentatively asked, "May I know your esteemed name, and your relationship with the Godfather?"
With a look of disdain, as if gazing upon an insignificant ant, Daniel replied, "Name? Relationship? My status is beyond your comprehension."
A profound sense of oppression enveloped Clown.
Yes, it was the aura of someone who has always been in a position of authority!
Daniel’s background was undeniably extraordinary.
Considering how Daniel consistently resolved supernatural events, even emerging alive from the pyramids, it might not just be good luck, but immense power.
It all made sense now!
Despite showing a low-ranking level and possessing the gift of foresight that seemed all-knowing, it was because he was inherently mighty!
This magnate must have had a different plan with the Godfather and posed as a rookie Evolver when joining the Investigation Bureau.
To conceal his power so convincingly, he truly was formidable!
Realizing that he had thought of harming such a towering figure, chills ran down Clown’s spine.
It was a good thing he hadn’t acted on his impulse, and that this influential person was patient.
Otherwise, he might have been reduced to bones by now.
Oh, Almighty Lord, thank you for your blessings!
In truth, Clown still harbored doubts about Daniel’s identity, given the lack of concrete evidence.
However, before he could voice his skepticism, Daniel interjected, "You won’t need to handle the matter within the pyramid of the Sahara Desert. I’ll retrieve it personally."
Clown’s heart jolted violently.
He thought he was the only one privy to that information, yet Daniel was aware too!
It seemed the Godfather must have been disappointed in his efficiency and had dispatched this influential figure to intervene.
There was no doubt left; Daniel was surely one of the Godfather’s closest associates.
Clown hastily responded, "Yes, it’s my inadequacy that requires your personal intervention."
With a disdainful snort, Daniel retorted, "At least you’re aware, useless one!"
