God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World! Chapter 503 503: Killing a Noble??

Gabriel's smirk only intensified Darius's rage.

The noble youth's expression turned grim. He'd suffered public shame earlier in the banquet hall from the princess's rejection before the entire assembly. Now, this enigmatic stranger lingered in the hallway, offering zero justification, and even grinned at him like the whole affair was irrelevant.

Darius's fury surged higher the longer Gabriel remained quiet.

"You dare ignore me?" Darius demanded, his tone growing icy. His fingers jerked at his side, and the atmosphere around him shifted noticeably. "Do you know where you are standing?"

Gabriel regarded him steadily, staying silent once more.

Such quiet proved the breaking point.

Darius scoffed and drew in a deep breath. Instantly, radiance flickered about his form. Armor segments materialized sequentially across his torso, shoulders, limbs, and thighs. Metallic clanks resounded through the passage as they secured. Simultaneously, a lengthy spear materialized in his hold, its silvery pole gleaming under the faint wall lamps.

His presence intensified dramatically. Weakness was nowhere to be found.

At level 80, Darius ranked as formidable, nearing Hero Rank. The force emanating from him filled the corridor, thickening the very air.

"You should have answered properly," Darius declared. He dropped into a battle pose, spear thrust ahead, eyes narrowing with murderous intent. "Now kneel. I might let you live long enough to explain yourself."

Gabriel uttered no words. He stood motionless with an impassive face, one hand relaxed at his side, the other tucked in his jacket. Though relaxed in appearance, his strength attribute surpassed five hundred already. The gap with Darius was immense.

To him, Darius resembled nothing more than a kid.

Irritated, Darius lunged ahead. His boot pounded the ground powerfully, propelling him forth like lightning. The spear sliced straight through the air toward Gabriel's neck. Precise and lethal, the thrust would fell any average master instantly.

Yet Gabriel dodged effortlessly.

The speed stunned Darius, twisting his features in shock. For an instant, it seemed Gabriel had vanished in a blink. He'd been right in the spear's trajectory one second, absent the next.

Darius's eyes contracted sharply.

Reaction eluded him as Gabriel's grip closed in.

With one hand, Gabriel seized the armor at Darius's collar and hoisted him aloft like he weighed nothing. Expression unchanged, he hurled Darius down onto the floor.

Bang.

Impact shattered the stone beneath. Dust clouds and debris swirled up around them. Darius convulsed wildly, air exploding from his lungs. His spear flew from his fingers, clattering along the hallway.

"Arg…" a pained grunt slipped from his lips.

He struggled to rise at once, yet numbness paralyzed him from the blow. Limbs shook uncontrollably. Breaths came in harsh gasps. Gazing up at Gabriel, arrogance gave way to disbelief and terror.

"How…?" Darius whispered, kneeling unsteadily.

Gabriel advanced and gazed down with icy detachment.

Normally, he avoided such swift kills. Yet Darius radiated a familiar vibe: arrogant, petty, the sort to nurse vendettas, investigate later, and stir endless chaos if spared. Sparing him meant courting endless headaches.

Thus, Gabriel chose without delay.

Darius glanced up right as Gabriel lifted his boot.

"No—"

Gabriel stomped down hard.

Crunch.

Gore and pulverized brains splattered over the fractured tiles beneath Darius's skull. His form spasmed once more, then stilled forever. Eyes stared blankly in eternal surprise.

Gabriel paused briefly, surveying the remains coolly. He stooped, dragged the corpse aside, and erased the visible evidence swiftly and meticulously. Blood scrubbed from key areas. Fractures concealed as well as feasible. The shadowy illumination aided, as did the deserted passage.

Task complete, Gabriel rapped the floor softly.

"Grizzlenaught."

The ground undulated, birthing the enormous ghostly bear silently from beneath, its azure electric gaze shimmering in shadows. It eyed the body briefly, then Gabriel, seemingly questioning the order.

Gabriel gave a single nod. "Eat."

Grizzlenaught wasted no time. It dipped its massive muzzle and gulped down the remains in moments. Meat, skeleton, bloodied armor bits—all consumed by the spirit. Within a minute, only a lingering metallic scent haunted the chilly air.

Gabriel scanned once more, then banished the summon. Grizzlenaught dissolved into the earth as silently as summoned.

With that, Gabriel straightened his jacket and strolled onward like before.

His stride stayed relaxed, face reverting to blank calm. No passerby would suspect General Aston's heir had perished mere halls ago.

Guided by the map, he traversed two additional linked corridors, bypassed an unguarded tight staircase, and entered a lavish castle wing. The aura shifted here. Fewer sentries patrolled, yet each brimmed with greater power. Golden accents and regal emblems adorned the walls. Silence hung heavier in the atmosphere.

Gabriel realized he'd arrived at the route's conclusion.

The royal level lay ahead.

He halted by a hidden turn and peered forward. The continuing hall accessed zones reserved for royals and inner circle alone. Common nobles shunned it sans invitation. Servants here bowed even deeper.

Gabriel lifted a hand and clicked his fingers sharply.

Seconds later, Aston's complete plate armor assembled upon him segment by segment. Silver segments clicked securely, encasing him fully. Shoulders fit a tad loose, yet unnoticeably so.

Gabriel tweaked the visor to fully obscure his features.

"With this, I should have easy access."