Life Of A Nobody - as a Villain

Knowing this guy's tenacity, Rio didn't want to waste his time torturing him for weeks to learn some basic information.

Not to mention by then whatever this guy can tell him would be much less worth then the amount of points he would've wasted on keeping other gods away.

Even now his system was spending points every second to stop the gods from sneaking glances or sensing this old grandpa's secrets.

So he decided to try some other method. Plain old carrot and stick.

"Let's play a game." Rio said and motioned the old man to sit on a chair.

But then turned out laughing loudly when he found out that the old man had no butt to sit upon.

Only his top body had formed before Apollo cut off the connection with Leon's soul and knocked him out, so this oldie's soul couldn't suck the protagonist dry.

The old man flicked his sleeves and glared at Rio with fierce eyes as the furniture in the entire room got turned to powder and disappeared. "I've had enough of your insults young boy, just cause you know some tricks don't think you can keep me here. Believe it or not, I can end your life before your next heartbeat."

"It has been nearly seven centuries, yet your arrogance hasn't decreased by even a dotdot, ehh Francius Kameira. The flame emperor. Ruler of lava. Champion of the Hellscape's tower."

"You know me?" The old man finally felt something wrong when he heard the young boy mention everything about him. But just when he thought enough, Rio's words caused his body to stiffen up again.

"And the minion of Myorbaksh."

Rio spoke his name and titles and even his deep seated secret one by one in a calm tone.

And seeing the changing expressions on the old man's face, a smile grew on Rio's face.

"How? _ How do you know that?" Francius asked in hesitation as he tried to sense the presence of any gods or demons in this room, so he can silence Rio to maintain his secrets.

"I know everything about you, Francius. What you want, need and work for. Everything." Rio said and continued. "Now I'll ask again for the last time, let's play a game."

Francius looked at him but didn't reply, he just pinched his fingers and closed his eyes as golden symbols formed in the air and floated all around his wrists.

[Told you, this'll be useless if you can't beat him senseless.]

His system said with a smile, and Rio could just stay silent.

"Pretty enhancement but it's time I leave this place. I'll deal with you soon junior." Francius said and punched out.

The golden letters moved in a stream line and blasted the walls of his office. Breaking them instantly.

Even the dust wasn't left as everything touched by those golden symbols was devoured and destroyed instantly. As if erased from existence itself.

Francius's lips rose up in a smile as he looked at Rio, hoping to see his reaction. Yet only saw him still sitting there with a smile.

Next second behind the walls, those symbols landed on a transparent illusory blue screen and instantly got devoured themselves.

"Word magic. I like that. You shall teach me that." Rio said, nodding his head in approval for the system's sturdiness. "But after I teach you your place."

Rio had just finished his words, when the soul striker appeared in his hand again, and he whipped it lightly.

As if following his wish the length of that chain increased and as it moved out, hellfire started appearing on its edges.

Feeling the heat and aura of death which was twice the amount of last attack, Francius raised his hands as multiple shields appeared in front of him blocking the chain.

But soon with the sound of crashing sparks and cracking glass, one by one those magical shields started to break and shatter.

Finally the chain came close to his body even though he tried to move backwards out of that attack's range. But the chain followed him like it had locked his soul's presence. And wouldn't stop before burning him.

This time the chain didn't pass through the old man's soul body, but directly latched itself on his shoulder.

Putting it on fire, which quickly spread to all his right hand and burned it instantly.

Francius used the same art of word magic which devoured the hellfire before it could cover him whole.

Though a successful defense, but the light on his soul body had dimmed. Showing the lack of energy he had left.

Even his superior persona was gone as half of his clothes were burned and his shoulder skin was letting out black smoke from time to time.

Yet Rio himself wasn't much better, his own hand was covered in hellfire and the smell of charred flash was hitting his nose. The fire was too powerful for him to control with his lack of strength.

But biting his lips and holding back his tears, he just pulled out some sort of potion and dropped it over his burned hand, which instantly healed him whole.

"I can do all this day, bitch." Rio said and smiled, as he laid back on the chair enjoying the cooling sensation on his hand.

"Let's play your game." Francius said finally, as he failed to notice any outside presence. Neither any gods nor his chosen one. Seeing no other option he could just curse that bastard who woke him up and then abandoned him to this devil.

"See, simple does it." Rio gave a hearty smile and nodded his head.

"What's the game? And it's rules?" Francius asked impatiently, in no mood for chit chat with this guy.

"It's simple, we both ask each other what we want to know and we answer honestly. In the end, I'll let you go." Rio said and looked at the old man "How about it? We'll swear some oaths so you don't lie."

"I won't teach you any of my skills. Swear upon it." Francius said first before Rio could twist his words and bind him into a mana oath.

"Fine, I won't ask about any of your skills or magic tricks." Rio just shook his head and acted as if he did nothing.

A silver chain of binding covered both of them, as they agreed to play this game after settling down on a few other terms.

"How did you know who I was? Who told you that?" Francius asked first.

"Well, I see that you agreed then." Rio said and continued "Everything I know about you was written in a book, which I just found by luck one day."

Checking through his eyes that the boy in front of him was telling the truth, Francius nodded his head. And wanted to ask where is that book now, but Rio interrupted him first.

"My turn now. Show me three of your skills - magic of Minerva, art of Aether and Hell spawn." Rio made his request.

'Since I refuse to teach him, does he think he can copy them after seeing it once?' Francius thought but still approved of this request.

He had full confidence that copying his supreme magic was impossible.

After that one by one Francius used his top skills for a few seconds randomly without any explanation.

Magic of Minerva which taught him the word magic and soul casting.

Art of Aether which taught him fighting without mana, aura or any other energy. The best skill to use in towers, where the risk of EMSY is always high.

Then finally, Hell spawn, the lava magic he himself created, which made it possible for him to survive in the towers of extreme heat and hell, and clear them.

Seeing all these skills Rio got nothing in his head, but a headache. But he didn't need to copy them or understand their principles in one go.

'System, you got it, right buddy?' He asked his system.

[Of course. Recorded in HD from all angles.] System spoke back and smiled for what was to come for this old man.

'I wonder how much he'd come to regret this moment later on.. Poor soul.'