I Have Seven Dragon Souls In a cultivation world

He was a man dressed in thick leather armour with a thick dark beard and deep brown eyes

But perhaps what was most eye-catching was the humongous axe he had hanging onto his body.

It was coloured in a deep blood red whilst the typical ace blade was completely covered in serrated edges!

Dante didn't have to guess much before he recognised the man.

This was the fabled tyrant of the Zrudon region

A martial Adept powerhouse whose name would be used to scare misbehaving children

The leader of the vicious Zrudon region bandits,

Razortooth Jaxson!

Looking at the horrifying serrated blades that lined the edge of his humongous battle axe, it wasn't too hard to guess how he managed to get such a name.

But it wasn't just Dante who seemed to realise the other. Jaxson himself seemed to have realised Dante too.

With this realisation, Jaxson broke out into a light chuckle.

Soon his Spirit energy infused voice rang across the plains

"Hahaha! Lord Dragon Son, I'm just a small, humble bandit. To what do I owe the pleasure"

Despite Hearing Jaxson's words, Dante didn't bother to start with any pleasantries and went straight to the point.

Using a similar technique, Dante's voice rang across the plains and the Bandit fortress.

"Bandit Lord Jaxson, I'm here on the order of the Hidden Dragon Academy."

"Due to your crimes against the people and the state, I'm ordered to apprehend you. Surrender peacefully, this is not a request but an official decree!"

Hearing these words, Jaxson couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in amusement .

"Oh? So what if I were to surrender? What would happen?"

Without changing his expression, Dante calmly replied

"Due to your crimes, you and other high priority individuals would be executed whilst lower members of the bandit order would be taken to the capital to stand trial."

Hearing this, Jaxson just smiled as he turned behind to the rest of his bandits .

"You heard what he said boys! He said we should surrender, so what do you have to say to him?"

Instantly, a roar of anger and jeers broke out from the bandit camp as they hurled all sorts of insults in Dante's direction

"Tell him he can shove his orders up his ass!"

"Tell him to run back to his mother and come back once he's grown some hair!"

Hearing this, Jaxson just chuckled as he turned towards Dante.

"Forgive my boys. They really are a crude bunch, but you've heard them. We refuse."

Suddenly Jaxson's jovial tone disappeared and instead the bloody aura one would expect of a true Bandit Chief finally appeared

"If you're too scared to fight, then leave whilst you still can. It'd be a shame to have to send you back to the capital in deprecate boxes"

It's just that this time it was Dante's turn to laugh

"Hahaha! Jaxson, you're mistaken about something."

"Your choice is simply meaningless. From the minute I stepped foot on the plains, your fate was sealed. You were a dead man."

As Dante spoke, his Dragon Aura spread out covering the entire bandit fortress whilst his spirit energy infused voice became louder and louder until it was almost a roar echoing in the heads of each bandit.

"I've given you bandits a chance. Those who surrendered could have been spared but now it's too late"

"Since you refuse, Don't blame me for your deaths.  You are the one who chose the hard way."

It was then that the bandits realised the severity of Dante's words.

The overwhelming Dragon aura released from him was stifling.

Just his words alone were making it hard for them to breathe. Whilst the weaker minded ones were already starting to panic as a terrifying yet inexplicable fear started to swell inside their hearts.

For the first time, they actually realised it.

What they were speaking to was no human being.

No, it was an archaic beast! One who saw them as just slightly disgusting bugs to be crushed

Seeing the chaos erupting from his group of bandits, Jaxson knew he couldn't stay still .

If things continued, Dante would have destroyed the morale of his bandits before the battle had even begun!

Without any further delay, the aura of Martial Adept erupted, slightly alleviating the pressure placed upon his bandits.

But as Dante saw this, he smiled.

Low-Tier Martial Adept.

His information was confirmed to be accurate, meaning he had nothing to worry about.

The plan would go into action!

But even with his newfound confirmation, Dante couldn't just leave without mocking his opponent.

turning towards the now flustered Jaxson, Dante smiled as he asked

"Oh Jaxson, what's going on here? Don't tell me these words scared you?"

"Tch!" Scowled Jackson

Just as Jaxson's rage was starting to build up a humongous swarm of dark miasma erupted, covering the sky above the bandit fortress.

Soon, a hoarse, raspy voice could be heard just as loudly as Dante's previous decree.

"That's enough."

Suddenly, besides Jaxson, a figure appeared.

It was thin and Tall completely hooded figure, but just the hood couldn't hide the overwhelming aura of death leaking from it.

Dante instantly realised the person.

The Corpse Master!

But even with the appearance of the corpse master, Dante just sneered,

"Corpse Master, Bandit Lord, it doesn't matter. Your fate is sealed."

Without any further discussion, Dante headed back towards his camp.

The bandits' morale had taken a heavy hit, and he had confirmed his information.

His work there was done

.......

Back at his camp, Dante was watching over his troops.

Dante wasn't someone who would try to overstep his limits.

Although the idea of fearlessly leading the army was something he would like to achieve. It was simply out of his capabilities.

He had zero experience in conducting large battle formations.

Such things were better off left to the experts. That's why he had designated the role to Rebecca.

Standing beside him in crimson battle armour, Rebecca held her spear with a stony expression on her face.