I Am A Notorious Hidden Boss In The Alternate World

"Woah! Boss went brrr—!" Wuxin exclaimed.

Albion's fluttering white hair and handsome look made him wildly dashing—exactly like how an immortal from ancient times is depicted according to modern aesthetics.

The little girls' eyes widened eyes, shocked, and silenced.

Divine Impartation!

Albion used the Divine-grade technique again—but on the elder sister, Fenrira, while she was stunned by his reveal of power.

Ding!

<1 unit of Divine Energy has been expended>

<Balance: 33/1000 Divine Energy>

…

Shortly after, Albion willed, and his cultivation was sealed once more as his cultivation dropped back down to the Late-stage Innate Realm.

The towering aura that threatened to pierce the vaults of heaven quickly vanished without a trace and made everything the wolf-girls witnessed seemed like an illusion.

However, Albion's long white hair was far from being mere illusions.

"Boss, me too! Me too! I want to go brr—!" Wuxin chirped excitedly.

"Your hair is even longer than ours now, boss! How did you do it?" Sally inquired with surprise before mentioning, "It's almost like magic from the TV shows."

"It's a bit early to explain to you, but then again, it doesn't really matter. Spiritual energy is the source of life. Once they gather en masse in one's body, it could either accelerate their growth or revert it to achieve their most perfected state."

Albion explained.

A little boy could transform into a grown man while an old man could revert into a handsome young man.

The transformation varied from person to person, but the final result will always be a reflection of their prime look.

"Hair is made of dead cells. When you breathe life into it, it grows. You can understand it like that," Albion added.

Sally and Wuxin tilted their heads with an incomprehensible look.

"I don't really get it, but does that mean if Boss was hairy, Boss would have turned into a gorilla?" Sally asked curiously.

"Well… You're not wrong," Albion's lips twitched before he nodded, "That would indeed be the case if I had body hair."

"Hahaha, then Boss would have been a white gorilla!" Wuxin laughed innocently.

However, Albion's expression darkened.

His current body might not be hairy, but the same cannot be said for his past life. Just imagining all that butt hair—Nevermind, forget it. No one needs that kind of image in their heads.

Soon, Fenriri and Fenrira recovered their shock before it shortly turned into surprises.

"I can understand the words of the little ones?" Fenrira muttered after hearing the words spoken by Wuxin and Sally.

"Me too, Big Sister! Master has bestowed his knowledge onto us!" Fenriri chimed.

Unconsciously, the two wolf-girls were speaking English.

"Ooh! I can understand them now!"

"Ooh, ooh! Wuxin can understand them too!"

Sally and Wuxin exclaimed.

Albion smiled slightly as he watched them begin to converse with each other.

The Hundred Beast Language comprised many beast languages, but English was just one language. As such, the wolf-girl could quickly speak English—even if he imparted Basic-level English knowledge to them.

'Why do I need to impart everyone with Hundred Beast Language when I can just impart two wolf-girls with English?' Albion mused.

Shortly after, Albion resumed sniping down the Bloodmoon Gang's members with rocks once more.

Swish—!

The rock shot through the air with hypersonic speed and struck a thug right in the lower spine, causing the person to lose all feeling in his legs and dropped to his knees!

Ding!

<+5 proficiency in throwing>

The notification rung.

Albion was ready to hurl another rock over to the same target, but the thug was quickly killed by another hunter.

"…"

Albion's hand suddenly paused.

"Did he just…?"

Shortly after, Albion furrowed his brows before checking his [Special Condition]'s progress with Goldfinger.

<[Special Condition]: Kill 10 humans>

<Progress: 0/10 humans>

'F*ck!' Albion inwardly cussed.

The person had stolen his kill!

'Hmph! Dare to steal this grandaddy's kill?' Albion's thought with a cold glint before he hurled his rock at the new target, "I'll smash your foot!"

Puchi!

The rock smashed right through the hunter's left foot before the hunter dropped to the ground with a painful yelp.

"Ahhh!" he cried.

"Be careful! The Otaku Terrorists are not the only targets! It must be another family trying to sow chaos and reap the benefits later!" Another hunter quickly warned.

The hunters battling on the rooftops glanced at each other before one of them directed, "Take the battle inside the building!"

"Good idea!"

The hunters quickly agreed.

…

Meanwhile, Albion was stunned after hearing the system notification.

<+7 proficiency in throwing>

'What the? I can get a whopping 7 proficiency points for smashing people's foot?' Albion thought before his eyes glimmered with a wicked look.

'Smash more feet, it is—!'

Ring, ring!

However, his phone suddenly started vibrating in his pockets, forcing him to pause and check the caller—which could not be seen clearly due to the cracked screen.

"Who dis?" Albion ultimately decided to accept.

[Surely you jest, Young Master Albion. It's me, Klein Seymour.]

Klein Seymour spoke wryly on the phone.

"Oh, Mr. Klein? Is there a problem?" Albion asked, thinking the Seymour family was experiencing some difficulties.

[Not at all, Young Master Albion, but thank you. It's actually like this; my Seymour family has been invited to a party on Damocles. I wonder if Young Master Albion is interested in joining us?]

Klein Seymour stated.

[Dad! Why are you inviting him? We were only given 5 slots!]

Anya Seymour's voice was heard shortly after on the other side of the call.

"Oh?"

Albion was slightly surprised.

He did not expect the Seymour family to be invited onboard Damocles to attend the welcoming banquet.

It seems they had some connections.

"Thanks, but there's no need," Albion declined the offer before saying with a sly smile, "I have my own way of getting to Damocles. See you there later, Mr. Klein."

Beep.

Albion ended the call.

…

On the other side, Klein Seymour was taken aback before rubbing his forehead wryly, "Seems like Young Master Albion was also invited to Damocles. We will see him there."

"See, dad? There's no need to invite!" Anya Seymour stated.

Nevertheless, she was surprised in her heart. How did that person also get an invitation to Damocles?