Chapter33-Be My Pet!

"Master, please rest assured. Members of the Guardians are spread across all major plane universes. As long as you encounter danger, someone will come to protect you," the golden-armored man reported respectfully.

Hearing this, both Anthony and the Ironback Centipede were utterly shocked.

Velen was merely an Apprentice Rank Level 9 awakener—how could he possibly have such terrifying connections?

Not only did he have a powerhouse from the upper plane universe protecting him, but it wasn't just one; they were everywhere in the cosmos.

The Ironback Centipede, in particular, began trembling slightly.

If it had known Velen had such terrifying backing, it never would have shown up here!

Maybe it wasn't too late to escape.

Its gaze flickered as it prepared to leave, but Velen's eyes locked onto it.

"You have two choices: the first is to be slain here. The second…"

The Ironback Centipede glanced at the golden-armored man, its rows of large eyes blinking rapidly, before it hastily answered,

"I choose the second!"

As long as it could stay alive, it would accept anything!

Velen hadn't expected the Ironback Centipede to decide so quickly. He said lightly, "Alright then. From now on, you'll stay by my side as my mount."

A mount?!

Cold light shot from the Ironback Centipede's eyes, suddenly becoming as sharp as knives!

It was a mighty Ascended Rank Level 9 spellbeast, an apex predator in this part of the universe.

Becoming the mount of a low-level awakener like Velen? Unacceptable!

As the mana within it grew more turbulent, the golden-armored man suddenly swung his palm, striking the Ironback Centipede's face with a resounding metallic crash.

Its already flattened head caved in completely, resembling a sheet of paper.

However, as a top-tier spellbeast, its vitality was astonishingly strong. It quickly recovered, though its once-cloudy eyes were now much clearer.

The golden-armored man had shattered its defenses with a single blow.

What terrifying power!

A strong instinct told the Ironback Centipede that if Velen hadn't intended to keep it as a mount, the golden-armored man would have killed it in one strike.

Without hesitation, it repaired its head injuries, transformed into a burly man with eight-pack abs, and slid to its knees before Velen.

"Master! Master! From now on, I am yours!"

Anthony, seeing this, unfolded a special blood-red scroll.

"Since you're willing to become a mount, sign this master-servant contract with your blood."

Anthony didn't trust the promises of spellbeasts. Although Velen's background was strong enough to deter betrayal, there was always a chance. With a master-servant contract in place, the Ironback Centipede wouldn't dare stir up trouble.

A master-servant contract!

The Ironback Centipede felt its scalp tingle. This contract was infamous among spellbeasts, universally loathed because signing it meant eternal loyalty to the other party.

"Don't feel too aggrieved. Do you realize how many benefits you'll gain by following the independent senator?"

Anthony glanced at the Ironback Centipede and said seriously, "How did the dragon blood taste earlier? You probably never had access to it before, right? But for the independent senator, it's nothing! Just yesterday, we dined on a dark dragon of your level!"

"Even a rabbit following the senator has been eating so well that it became a spellbeast!"

Hearing this, the Ironback Centipede's pupils contracted sharply. As a spellbeast, its perception was extraordinary—it could tell Anthony wasn't lying!

Glancing at the golden-armored man from the upper plane universe by Velen's side, the Ironback Centipede gritted its teeth and sliced its palm open, letting its blood drip onto the contract.

Velen also added a drop of his blood to the master-servant contract.

Immediately, he felt the presence of the Ironback Centipede's aura in his mind.

It seemed as though he could control its life and death with a single thought!

Anthony looked at the Ironback Centipede with a hint of envy.

Only after spending time with Velen could one truly understand the extent of his tycoon-like nature. Even the crumbs he let fall from his fingers were unimaginable opportunities and wealth.

The Ironback Centipede had grasped a golden opportunity.

"Master, now that the crisis has been resolved, I shall take my leave."

The golden-armored man bowed to Velen, then tore open the space before him and disappeared.

Velen was very satisfied with the golden-armored man's performance. The system truly lived up to its reputation!

Afterward, Velen had the Ironback Centipede transform into its several-hundred-meter-long form and carry him and Anthony to the teleportation base.

Sitting on the back of such a top-tier spellbeast was not only stable and impressive but also incredibly fast—nearly twice as quick as the spaceship cruising behind them.

By dusk, they had arrived at the teleportation base.

Before entering the base, Velen instructed the Ironback Centipede to take human form to avoid causing a commotion.

"There are so many people here!"

Velen scanned the massive teleportation array built around the planet, noting the large number of people coming and going—of all levels and abilities.

Anthony nodded. "Although the Singularity Battlefield is fraught with dangers, the opportunities within make it extremely tempting. Most importantly, the battlefield is divided into zones based on level, giving many people the chance to seek fortunes, legacies, and treasures."

Velen, curious about the Singularity Battlefield, observed that it seemed to exist in an independent space.

"System, can the Guardians enter the Singularity Battlefield too?"

The Singularity Battlefield was clearly complex and mysterious, far from ordinary.

"The system transcends all and is unaffected."

Impressed by the system's bold response, Velen silently gave it a thumbs-up.

With renewed confidence, Velen turned to the middle-aged form of the Ironback Centipede beside him.

"Ironback, you're fast. Take the duke back first. There's no need for you to stay here."

The Ironback Centipede nodded obediently. "No problem, Master!"

Anthony, seeing this, felt a surge of excitement.

The Ironback Centipede was an Ascended Rank Level 9 top-tier spellbeast, a rare existence in the universe!

Even in Ducal Manor, only Senator William might be able to match it.

Having such a powerful spellbeast escort him was something Anthony had never dared to imagine.

After watching Velen enter the teleportation base, Anthony quickly returned with the Ironback Centipede.

Having this formidable ally was a significant boon for Ducal Manor!

Once inside the teleportation base, Velen felt the void around him writhing. A peculiar spatial force enveloped his body.

His vision blurred, and when it cleared again, he found himself in another space entirely.

Looking up, he saw two suns in the sky!

The entire space was scorching hot, with a pervasive stench of decay and blood. Scattered about were bones—both human and spellbeast—their putrid smell wafting from the corpses.

Velen frowned slightly, uncomfortable with the atmosphere.

"So this is the Singularity Battlefield? Truly bloody and brutal," he muttered as he surveyed his surroundings, his expression growing serious.

"Hey, kid, first time here?"

A chubby young man with a round belly and an innocent-looking smile approached, his face radiating friendliness.

Velen, noting the harmless demeanor, nodded. "Yeah, it's my first time."

The fat youth scratched his head, his thoughts spinning with schemes that immediately crumbled.

This guy's too honest!

Did no one tell him to be cautious and never trust strangers in the Singularity Battlefield?

But since Velen was so forthright, the youth couldn't resist trying to scam him—it'd be unprofessional not to!

He grinned and asked, "What level have you reached? What mana core attribute did you awaken? I'm an old hand here; I can guide you!"

Normally, such information was a closely guarded secret in the Singularity Battlefield.

But Velen, confident in his strength and backed by the system, casually replied, "Currently, I'm at Apprentice Rank Level 9."

Apprentice Rank Level 9?!

The fat youth's heart immediately calmed.

In the Second Zone, Apprentice Rank Level 9 was the highest level!

At that rank, determining victory or death would come down to whoever had the better trump cards.