The Secretly Rich Man

The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 2502

As the Zearl continued pointing toward Gerald's forehead, the boy soon realized that he now knew two new magical chants.

Just as the Zearl had promised, Gerald could now use the godly powers of the Realm in the Sleeve and the Beadation Warrior!

"After obtaining my inheritance, be sure to thoroughly cultivate your new found godly powers, as well as your existing transformation technique. Do that for long enough and you'll surely be able to face any number of enemies, as well as any heavenly tribulations! Speaking of cultivating, your current body is only meant for normal cultivation. In other words, until you enter the Deitus Realm, you won't be able to properly cultivate your godly powers."

"Since I'm now your master and I've already given you so much help anyway, allow me to hand you a magic artifact to ensure your survival before you locate the Dragonprime and my inheritance!" concluded the Zearl as he made a gesture before pointing at Gerald's hands.

Following a brief flash, Gerald looked down and saw that he was now holding nine golden bands!

Just as Gerald was wondering what the bands did, Finnley, whose eyes were now wide open in slight envy, couldn't help but laugh before declaring, "My word, Zearl Apricus! And here I thought nobody loved my disciple more than I did! To think that you'd actually give him the Nineraid Bands! You've relied on this artifact the most throughout your life, correct?"

"Pretty much. Regardless, it's not like I can use it in my current state, so I may as well hand it to my new heir!" replied the Zearl with a helpless sigh.

"I see.. You're one lucky fellow, you know that, Gerald? Do you even know what the bands do?" asked Finnley in a cheery tone.

"Not exactly.." muttered Gerald who could already sense that the Nineraid Bands were far from ordinary.

"Well, first off, the bands can subdue just about everyone, regardless of how powerful they are! Once bound, chanting the right spell will cause the person to feel agonizing pain, all

through their three pranas and five souls! With that in mind, you can pretty much force that person to obey you!" explained Finnley.

Wasn't this similar to that magic gold ring in "Journey to the West'? Actually, this sounded even more powerful than that.

"That's not all. It can also be used as a weapon! A single strike with it is enough to penetrate the soul of a deity or devil, and that'll heavily injure their primordial spirits as well! Aside from that, you can even trigger a God-slaying field if you wear the bands around your arms and put them together! Anyone trapped within the field will find themselves extremely weakened, so I simply cannot stress just how great this treasure is...!" concluded Finnley.

"My word...! This truly is an amazing gift..! Thank you, Master..!" exclaimed Gerald.

"Alright, settle down... I'll now be sharing the Nineraid Bands' chant with you, and following that, I'll also tell you where the Dragonprime and my inheritance are located. Be sure to remember all this, and don't disappoint me!" said the Zearl before using his voice transformation technique to transmit the message to Gerald.

Meanwhile, within the Realm in the Sleeve, the enraged Blancetnoir Double Lords could be heard yelling, "This is all your fault, Sanchez...! Had you not tricked us, we wouldn't have fallen into this deep pit!"

Long story short, after entering the pit, they Suddenly felt a massive force sucking them inward! Since Sanchez had a feeling that something was off, he quickly flew back up.

However, thinking that this was all part of Sanchez's ploy, the Blancetnoir Double Lords used their Avatar rope to yank the old man down with them.

Once they got to the bottom, the trio with Sanchez still bound to the rope instantly began flying about to search for the exit... As expected, they never found the way out, and it didn't help that they just couldn't seem to find the hole where they had fallen in from.

Their frustration eventually led to the current scene.

"Are you seriously blaming me? Had it not been for your Avatar Rope, I would've left this place ages ago!" scoffed the angered Sanchez.

"What?! Second Brother, how could you?!" roared Lord Blanc.

"You clearly disrespected him earlier! With that said, I should be the one to leave this place!" retorted Lord Noir.

"Forget disrespecting him, aren't you ashamed of disrespecting your elder?!" growled Lord Blanc.

"Am I expected to feel intimidated? Allow me to remind you that your meager rope has no real power over me! I'm only still here since I don't want to let you two out of my sight!"

retorted Sanchez as he raised his hand.

Before the old man could break himself free, however, a voice suddenly called out, "Keep the Avatar Rope on. Otherwise, you may just find yourself having to deal with an unexpected opponent!" While the Blancetnoir Double Lords were slightly taken aback by that foreign voice, Sanchez could easily tell who it belonged to.

"Gerald.. ?! Is that really you?! You're alive...?!"