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Chương 330: Chapter 247: Conspirator

Flora wasn't even alarmed to see what the redhead did, she quickly understood what he wanted to do.

"An emergency ritual?"

"I have to make sure there's nothing wrong with us." The redhead replied seriously, this was something that couldn't take any longer than it already had.

Chicho looked somewhat confused at the red-haired man, "... You've been talking to yourself for a while now. Is that a peculiarity of yours Lord Adryan?"

'So not even an Angel with some control over the Door Pathway can see Flora? Magnificent.' Adryan was extremely impressed with Hunters Hallow's abilities at the same time his smile only grew bigger as he looked around satisfied.

"Maybe~" 

If Chicho couldn't see Flora that meant the Doctor couldn't either! 

His best-hidden card was undoubtedly the perverted worm!

Shaking his head slightly, Adryan considered whether he should tell his messenger about his little friend living inside him. 

'Talking to Flora right now is necessary so I won't always be able to act like I'm talking to myself. There's also the fact that Chicho is an Angel, she may have already gotten the idea that I'm talking to someone but because of Hunters Hallow she can't see my little worm in the apple... Besides it may be more useful for her to know than for me to try to hide it uselessly...' 

With the decision made, Adryan let out a pleased chuckle and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Chicho if I'm talking to myself don't pay much attention to me. I'm just talking to my very dear imaginary friend Flora. Maybe you can meet her someday, she's all love~"

The love they were talking about now if she could, she would have blushed a little, "Idiot."

Chicho's expression didn't change, she kept that somewhat curious look as her eyes shifted slightly from side to side in search of that friend. One eyebrow gently raised in doubt whether what he said was true or not.

His foot burst into flames and Adryan gave a light stomp. A soft but strong wave of fire erupted from it and moved all the debris out of the way freeing up a good space for what the redhead wanted to do.

The flames disappeared from his foot and he crouched down, with the blood that fell from his hand he began to draw the tip of a spear on the ground. Making sure to fill the tip with red with soft, slow strokes.

"The Scarlet Monarch that burns depravity..." Ancient Hermes began to sound as his spirituality moved with his hand, accompanying each stroke and charging the blood.

Chicho's curious expression changed to one of genuine surprise which in turn was mixed with curiosity.

Adryan ignored his messenger completely and focused all his attention on what he was doing. Although the job was quite simple, the slightest mistake would be fatal. The book of rituals that his teacher had given him taught him a lot about rituals, he was not at Charlotte's level but his rituals were nothing to be ashamed of.

[When you don't have all the materials to make a ritual of sacrifice it is possible to use a single element that represents the Entity you want to sacrifice. The element must not be weak and must point precisely to the entity. There is almost no element that fulfills this, but that is why we can transform our blood into a basic altar to the entity].

"You are the Calamity of the Old Days..."

[This brings certain risks as it becomes an obligation to extend the Honorific Name to ensure that the one we are sacrificing is the correct one. Of course, this changes if it is a God since it will not be necessary to add another line. But good luck trying to test this ritual with that, They never respond to a ritual made of just blood...]

"You are the Closest to the Oldest One..."

[This is one of the most dangerous methods and only in the most extreme cases can one THINK of perhaps using it. With my most recent tests, I discovered that the danger can become greater if one is not careful in the amount of blood that is used. Too much blood and you can easily target an evil entity regardless of whether you have used the correct Honorific Name.]

"Your humble servant prays for Your attention..."

[But if performed correctly this Emergency Altar can become extremely useful. In my great opinion... ]

"I pray for more strength..."

[This method is a 4.3 out of 10. I would not recommend it but they were fun experiments. One would think that with such a low score the best thing to do would be to destroy the information about this method and make the greatest effort to hide it. But I refuse! The more knowledge that is spread around, the better people will be able to protect themselves!"]

"I pray that You open the gates to Your Kingdom!"

[And that I will defend until the day I die!- Chapter 216 Blood Altars-Introduction to Rituals By Debulg Heiseng]

Whispers reached his ears but Adryan had already begun to draw the sphere of light in his mind.

In a few moments, he found himself in front of the magnificent City that reminded him so much of home.

His eyes only lingered on it for a few seconds before moving to his side, in search of the familiar flame.

'There you are.' Floating gently a few feet away from him were 3 flames dancing despite the lack of wind. Two of them were pulsing slightly.

Without looking, Adryan held out his hand and from his pile of items floated a familiar golden medal accompanied by two containers and a new change of clothes.

'At this rate, I'll be nothing but a Gambling Addict. Always defying fate...' Reviewing once again what he was going to do, the red-haired man couldn't help but think that he was trying his luck too much.

'That may be part of my honorific name...<He who defies Fate>... Mmm, I like it.' It was time to change the last line of his Honorific name and this one sounded pretty good...

At the same time as the warm metal fell into his hand, his own appearance changed. 

Instead of wearing the tight-fitting pants, he was now wearing a long crimson tunic, and rust-stained red armor covered his body. 

With the appearance of his Scarlet Monarch persona at the ready and with the Anti-Babys in hand, Adryan stepped forward.

The next second he was on top of a yellowish cloud, but instead of his body falling through it he was sitting on top of it. 

The only thing limiting what he could do here was his imagination. If he wanted to he could become a giant and act like a Kaiju stomping around the outskirts of the city... Of course, that would drain him of his spirituality the instant he tried it... He already proved it.

Making sure it looked good by adding a bit more glitter along with more smoke to cover his face, he finally extended his hand towards the flames that had been following him.

'Everything is in order... Using a three-line honorific name must have been a surprise to Chicho so part of the plan must have worked... If she really is someone that old then, even if the likelihood is next to nil, she should know a little about the Sephiroth... Adding that she is from the Death Pathway, one of the paths adjacent to Hunter and Demon but incompatible with their Sephira, then she should be able to recognize the City of Calamities...'

'Of course, the likelihood of her knowing what the City is is so low that she's even completely unaware of what it is... Although her ancestor tried to accommodate the tribulatory of the River of Eternal Darkness so again, it wouldn't be too crazy to think that she has an idea of what the sephiroth are...' His hand that was fiddling with the cloud beneath him froze for a second. His eyebrows rose as a revelation hit him.

The blank space in his memory suddenly filled up and the red-haired man found himself in complete disbelief.

Gritting his teeth, Adryan let out a low sigh followed by an incredulous chuckle. "How did I not notice it before? It was in front of me the whole time!"

Shaking his head, the redhead would think more about this when he was in a safer place. 

Checking one last time that everything was in order and making the smoke covering his face a little thicker, the redhead let his spirituality spread.

'I would have preferred a little more brightness but I have to save my spirituality for this. I can't leave a single detail out!' With determination shining in his eyes at the same time the flame door opened.

It was time to fool an Angel!

...

Chicho looked down at the kneeling figure of her contractor, her lips raised slightly.

'This is certainly unexpected...'

The surprise only lasted a few seconds before She remembered something. Giving a slight chuckle, Chicho shook Her head and waited patiently for the red-headed man to finish.

Suddenly, the smile on the giantess' face froze as Her eyebrows rose to touch Her hair at what She was seeing.

The blood on the floor began to bubble. The bubbles popped with loud pops that released a large amount of what appeared to be... yellow smoke.

The next second, the blood ignited into orange flames, these flames swirled in front of the kneeling Adryan and began to rise high, quickly forming a gate of flames.

The fire that consisted of the body of the gate began to release more of that yellowish smoke and after that, an image showed through.

A magnificent city covered almost entirely in that same smoke, with pure-fire humanoids wearing ancient armor patrolling the streets. And above the City, sitting with His knees crossed and His chin resting on His right palm was a figure.

This one wore red armor covered with a robe of the same color. The same smoke covered His face making Him impossible to see, that figure was releasing an aura of majesty and power, no doubt to crush anyone who confronted Him.

"Impossible..." Chicho whispered breathlessly. Her hands began to tremble the same second she saw the city. But quickly she recovered, her expression became serene and her eyes cooled slightly, her eyebrows slightly tightened. By reflex, she lowered her head until her gaze touched the ground, a light layer of sweat forming on her forehead.

The yellowish smoke rising from the fire door took on a golden hue and exuded an aura of holiness. This holy smoke moved as if it had life and quickly enveloped Adryan in what could only be described as an embrace.

Chicho's jaw trembled slightly and her eyes glistened for an instant.

After about 15 seconds of embracing Adryan's body, the golden smoke receded into the door, which closed leaving behind 4 objects that were not there before....

Opening his eyes, Adryan let out a soft sigh as he straightened up and made a military salute with reverence, "Praise the Scarlet Monarch!"

"Praise the Scarlet Monarch!" Flora repeated vehemently but showed her respect for the God. Her voice quieter as already knowing that the red-haired man would still go to war, she took advantage and not only asked for cleansing but protection against whatever was there.

Without turning around, Adryan simply grabbed the button of his pants.

"Could you turn around?" 

Without waiting for an answer from his messenger, the red-haired man shamelessly pulled down his pants. 

There was a slight bounce and the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting flesh and Adryan couldn't help but sigh with relief, those pants felt like they wanted to cut off Junior's circulation!

Chicho had already turned around, her back to the redhead and her expression unreadable. Imperceptibly, her black eyebrows were quivering.

"I'd slap you if I could..." Flora murmured in complete resignation as she sank into her depression at what the redhead had just done.

Who gets naked in front of a very possible Angel?!!!!

Letting out a chuckle as he buckled into a much more comfortable and of his trouser style, the redhead's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yeah I bet you'd like to show me my place wouldn't you~" Adryan whispered slurring the words as he licked his lips, his voice sweet and thick as honey. His hands moved down from his chest to his waist in a sensual and provocative glide.

"Adrya- Princess-t-t-you! Now is not the time for this!!!" Flora extremely embarrassed, complained in a high-pitched voice.

No matter if he whispered, she doubted that the Angel hadn't heard that!

'I know but I'm just mentally preparing myself for this...' He may not have said anything but the depth in his gaze was noticed by her favorite Parasite.

Eyeing him suspiciously, the Jacob's attention moved to the containers that came out along with the clothes and the oddly named artifact. 

Immediately recognizing them, Flora shivered slightly and she felt her nonexistent lips go dry.

"The likelihood of you surviving is too slim you know that don't you?"

 

Pulling his black jacket over himself and finishing adjusting the emergency tools he had, Adryan nodded.

"If I want to stand a chance against them, I need to be stronger." Sitting down on the ground and crossing his knees, he grabbed the containers and placed them on top of his lap.

Undoing the wall of spirituality that covered them, he opened the containers.

One jar was filled with a green liquid and a purple brain with lumps and throbbing black veins floating in it, in the other was a large purple eye with a bright red iris and whose sharp pupil was ghostly white, this eye still had the nerve hanging out like a tail.

The Sphinx's brain and the Black Hunting Spider's composite eye respectively. These were the main ingredients of the Conspirator Potion. 

"What is my exact chance of survival if I consume the main ingredients raw?" raising his voice, Adryan asked the older and more experienced people in the 'room'.

"I don't recommend it Lord Adryan."

Shaking her head gently, Chicho spoke in a calm voice." Consuming the raw characteristics would be equal to consuming the most potent poison one can imagine. Those are the ingredients coming directly from the creatures so it will be worse." 

"Most likely your body will break down before you even have time to lose control."

"'She' is right Princess." Flora showed her acceptance of the angel's response but she wanted to make sure the redhead understood so she deepened that.

"If they came from a Beyonder at most you would only have to worry about overcoming consuming an extra 9 to 6 potions as well as dominating the residue of the Beyonder's will without the supplemental ingredients to suppress it. In other words, you would not only be fighting against the Beyonder's will but against what would be equal to consuming a minimum of 4 extra potions."

"Consuming the raw ingredients is nothing better, it would even be worse. While coming from the creatures directly you would only have to worry about their will and no extra potion. The effect they will have on your body is worse!"

"Being characteristics the effect they will have on your mind is extremely reduced by having gone through a Beyonder before. But the raw ingredients do not..."

"Many main ingredients are shared between Pathways that are adjacent to each other. Being 'raw' ingredients, supplemental ingredients also serve to suppress any other effects they might have that are not from your Path!" 

"My Family did many tests throughout history, many of the experiments and their results were lost but of those that survived the descendants we can be sure..."

"Consuming ingredients that have not gone through a Beyonder as a way to advance is worse than consuming the raw characteristics. If you consume them your chance of survival will be one in a million" Flora explained in a deep serious voice, at no point did she pause and she spoke at all times clearly. 

Adryan listened to the explanations with a serene expression, his eyes never moving from the brain and eye.

"So... The most likely thing to happen if I consume this is that my body will break down first before I lose control?"

"DID YOU EVEN LISTEN TO ANYTHING I TOLD YOU MOTHERFUCKER?!!!" 

"... I'm sure."

Nodding at the women's responses and ignoring the ringing in his ear, Adryan felt that his plan might work.

"So that would mean that if my body could be repaired at the same rate it breaks it could work?"

Flora's furious screams came to a screeching halt, and a huge silence filled the room. Realization hit her and she immediately realized what the redhead wanted to do.

"Adryan... You're not thinking about that are you?"

After hearing her contractor's question, Chicho frowned slightly but after a few seconds, she replied in a calm voice.

"... If that were the case and you could bear the mental burden of consuming the ingredients without losing control... Then yes." 

Adryan's lips turned up in a predatory smile, like that of a dragon ready to devour the sheep.

"That's all I wanted to hear~"

Quickly, Adryan uncapped the jar containing the Sphinx's brain, he placed it in the same container as the eye, and crushed them with his bare hands. He began to make a pulp of those foul ingredients.

The pulp now had a blackish-purple color and was releasing a vomit-green liquid. Adryan looked at his hands and he whistled somewhat surprised, there was no trace of the ingredients left between his fingers or fingernails.

"Well... Here goes nothing."

Raising his right hand, he placed it on his chest, his heart beating calmly despite what was coming. But before doing so, the redhead let out a slight sigh.

"I made a promise that I wouldn't do this. And I never would if we weren't in this situation but things happen that are out of our control that make us break promises and hurt the people we care about... I just hope she can forgive me for this and not get too angry."

"...I'm sure whoever she promised that to would understand the situation." Chicho consoled horribly and the redhead couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle.

"You're not very good at this you know?"

Flora on her side looked speechless at her partner, unable to give words to what she was feeling. She just wanted to lock herself in her room in her Mansion and cry, but she also wanted to laugh like a fool at the comedy of romance she saw so much in the theaters when she was still in her twenties.

'Is this idiot seriously thinking about a promise like that right now? Why did he just now have to care about how I feel... You're seriously a bastard Adryan Kenway...'' 

Despite what she wanted to say, the demigoddess couldn't help but feel good that he at least remembered what she said... She felt really good.

So, swallowing her chagrin and emotions, Flora snorted with a little more emotion than she wanted to.

"You better make this up to me."

Adryan smiled but, unlike the previous times, this was a very gentle smile, and nodded. Looking over his shoulder at Chicho who was looking at him curiously, his gentle smile turned into a grin.

"Listen Chicho, if we are going to do this. We will do it my way you understand?" His voice left no room for a denial and Chicho knew it.

She knew that if she refused, the man would do nothing. She had seen those eyes before, there was no room for negotiation here.

"And what would be your plan then Mr. Adryan?"

"It's simple. We will do everything you said until the end."

"..."

After a long pause of 5 seconds and in front of the flat look of his messenger, Adryan continued with a sideways smile "Adding more things of course"

"... I don't even know why I'm trying anymore. You have no salvation" Flora was completely resigned to the fact that the redhead would never not provoke someone no matter how powerful or important they were.

"...What do you have in mind Mr. Adryan?" After a long pause of her own, Chicho asked, voice gentle and soft as always, but hidden within that softness was a tiny hint of annoyance.

Being a Provoker, the red-haired man detected that hint as if it were a shark sniffing a drop of blood in the rough sea. That made his slight smile turn into a full one, but knowing when it was time to stop, he decided to stop with the teasing.

So, with a tone that did not hide his amusement at all, he explained the 'improved' plan. 

"As soon as I teleport out, I want you to completely seal the tunnel and the core site, no one can get out or in."

"I also want you to make sure the Angel and those demigods stay behind playing Tea House. Even if in theory they can't get close, the emptiness they have for brains and the madness of following that malformed bush won't make them hesitate to go protect the core."

"...That...won't be a problem." Keeping her face calm and with a voice that could no longer show annoyance, the Phoenix accepted her share of the pie. Her eyes were slightly wider in slight surprise.

"... In fact... I can't believe I'm saying this, but that's a much better plan than your messenger's, Princess." Flora half-grudgingly admitted, she hadn't considered the madness of the Rose School of Thought members.

Giving a toothy smile, Adryan gave a satisfied nod, his hand still resting on his chest.

"Good little birdie. By the way, Chicho, don't freak out about this."

"Freak out about what-"

Plush! Crack!

Thus, looking into the confused eyes of his messenger and with his classic smile on his face, the red-haired man plunged his own hand into his chest and crushed his heart.

"!"

With blood dripping from his mouth and ignoring the slight discomfort in his chest, Adryan gave a mocking laugh at the giantess' incredulous expression.

"Don't worry I can revive~"

"I'll be back in a little while~"

After saying that, his eyes closed and the red-haired man fell on his side with a thud, dead.

Chicho looked at this with her mouth half open, unable to find words for what had just happened.

'It may be suicidal... But I can see the joy in upsetting an angel.' Flora thought to herself, not having enough courage to say it out loud for fear of provoking her excellency.

She wasn't that crazy.

...

Underneath a recently abandoned factory on Kus Street.

Red candles were burning, their soft yellow flames causing huge shadows in the dark room, shadows that seemed to be moving as if they had life. 

They watched everything that was happening with eyes hidden behind their curtain of shadows. 

Ugh...

A faint moan sounded in the shaded room, the shadows seemed to laugh at the pain that the person kneeling in the circle of candles that in turn were raised on an altar was going through.

This person had the appearance of a handsome man, with black curls covering his back and somewhat delicate eyebrows. He wore a long black tunic that covered his whole body and whose hood was down.

Mr. M of the Aurora Order, one of the 22 oracles. 

And lying on the altar in front of him, without a shirt showing how there was a human face on his chest that by the closed eyes seemed to be asleep, was Lanevus.

The Swindler's expression was one of pure pain but barely a whimper came out of his mouth, he could not move and could only watch in despair as the face on his chest slowly moved upwards towards his own.

Lanevus knew it was only a matter of time before he died but no matter how much he wanted to he could do nothing to fight that fate.

'I don't want to die I don't want to die!' bitter tears fell from his eyes along with another painful whimper as the face on his chest moved higher. He tried to think of any way to escape, anything, however small.

But there was no way out!

Not only could he not move, but he could feel the control of his body getting smaller and smaller. The closer that face got to his, the more it felt like he was not himself!

Another pathetic whimper came out of his mouth, the clear tears on his face turned to red and Lanevus watched in terror as shadows began to cover his legs as ravings began to rage furiously in his mind.

'NO! NO! NO!' He could feel his sanity slipping away and what little control he had over his body was taken from him. 

The falling tears dried up, and the horrified expression became a flat one but with the corners of his lips raised slightly. The only thing that showed that the swindler was still there was the enormous emotion in his eyes that in an empty expression stood out like a lighthouse on the coast on a night without stars or moon.

Now Lanevus could only watch everything in horror, trapped inside his own body. He had a mouth and a voice...

But despite that, he couldn't... He had a mouth and he couldn't scream. 

Mr. M looked at this and let out an exclamation of delight. A huge smile on his face as he bowed his head to the ground in extreme reverence.

...

'That was much better than being boiled to death' Letting out an internal sigh, the red-haired man felt strangely happy with himself. After all, the last 2 times he died were quite painful.

'I think my tolerance broke a little, I barely felt it when I burst my heart...'

Shaking his head, Adryan finally opened his eyes and could see the familiar emptiness that seemed to be turning into his recreational room...

Squinting, he remained still and did not move at all. 'Something's wrong...'

The limbo he was in now felt different. It looked and felt the same but he could also sense that something had changed. Something that shouldn't be.

Looking around with slow and careful movements, Adryan felt the discomfort in his stomach grow.

The discomfort only continued to grow little by little, as if something was closing in on him. The redhead felt that right now and unlike the previous 2 times he was here...

He was not alone.

Quickly realizing the danger he was in, Adryan let his instinct guide him as he started swimming fast toward where he felt his body was.

'I have to get out of here and fast!'

His spirituality flared and the red-haired man reflexively swam to the side.

A horrible chill ran through his soul and he gritted his teeth.

Despite not having made any noise or being seen, the red-haired man was sure!

'Something tried to attack me!'

Sending discretion to hell, he accelerated with all his might. He tried to summon his fire control but no matter how deep he looked, nothing was answering him!

In this emptiness, he was a normal person!

His soul's painful protest was ignored as he gave another nadon to the side. 

'Again!'

And he was sure it was not the same one!

In the distance, he saw the familiar flash and the red-haired man felt extremely relieved. 

The exit had been found!

But the next instant he almost froze, and just kept swimming on instinct.

With the new source of 'light', he could now see in this emptiness. And what he was seeing only made him force his soul to move even faster through this darkness.

Rapidly ascending from the deepest part of the abyss and surrounding him from almost all sides, an infinite number of beings of pure darkness extended their dark appendages upwards.

And that mass of darkness that only seemed to grow larger and larger was rapidly approaching him!

'SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT' 

Adryan was sure that whatever attacked him earlier must have been one of these things of darkness!

He felt it! As soon as he could see them he felt it! 

One of those things would touch him and he could kiss his resurrection goodbye!

He would definitely be dead!

'FUCK SHIT FUCKING SWIM!!'

Roaring all sorts of insults in his mind at the same time he felt his soul could barely hold itself together. Adryan gave his all to get to his body whose light was getting bigger.

He could already see his new hole in the chest of his body, just a little more and he would get there!

From the mass of darkness that now seemed more like a gateway to the abyss, three slender beings of darkness shot out. Their movements were like those of a fish in water and they were rapidly approaching him!

Gritting his teeth, Adryan quickly made a sideways swim barely dodging the surprise onslaught. His soul protested again at the brusque movement but was ignored with great effort.

The beings of darkness stood still after being dodged as if they didn't know what to do now that their attack had failed, but this only lasted an instant as the next moment they lashed out again at the red-haired man.

'This wasn't the party I meant!' cursing his big mouth, Adryan accelerated his swim, barely dodging another lash.

Again the same thing happened as before, those things stayed still as they were dodged. Giving precious seconds to the red-haired man who, even though he was confused by the way those things acted, would not waste them!

He reached out his hand, his body almost within reach!

The beings of darkness, regaining control of themselves, rushed towards him. The distance between them and Adryan was that of a breath!

His soul begged him to stop, to rest, that he could not take anymore! But the red-haired man didn't care so with a last whip of his legs and the claws of those monsters millimeters away from touching him, he stretched out his fingers as far as possible but it wasn't enough!

Just before he could be touched, the darkness around his body came to life, and with a powerful whip, it pushed the creatures away from him and after doing so formed a circle of darkness enclosing Adryan along with his body.

Recognition shone in his eyes and he grinned from ear to ear.

'Hunters Hallow!'

The red-haired man had never been so happy to see his robe.

The precious seconds he needed were his!

Finally, surrounded by the abyss itself and having swum what he swore was a marathon...Adryan's hand made contact with his body.

A huge light was born from where he touched his body, purging the monsters and painting the darkness white.

Adryan felt his sanity slipping away, the pain of now. No, the AGONY... It was...

As his mind slipped further and further out of reach. Far away, far beyond what his demolished, tortured mind could bear....

A huge number of voices were speaking, nowhere was there the harmony of the first time. 

Where once all the voices were saying the same thing at the same time, in one great and somewhat overwhelming chant, now there was only chaos and disorder. Horrendous screams of anger.

A myriad of voices were speaking, none at the same time, and each and every one of them was saying a different thing.

To the redhead's delicate mind, at this exact moment, he felt he was seriously going to lose control. The only thing that kept him anchored was his tolerance for these horrible raps thanks to the True Creator and the Burnt Bamd.

Squeezing as tightly as he could be squeezed, Adryan focused all his attention on the white light. The voices were getting louder, now screaming with full fury sounding more like apocalypse drums than voices.

The red-haired man could feel himself slipping but clinging to his sanity, he stayed anchored!

When the light reached its highest point and consequently the voices, Adryan could feel the voices suddenly go quiet.

Before he could rejoice at that a single voice cried out, a single voice that completely eclipsed the previous ones. For the power it brought behind it, it was by far the loudest as well.

"#€¬###!!!!"

This time, Adryan could recognize what it said but not understand it. The meaning, he felt, was on the tip of his tongue but at the same time it was far, far, far away.

Without knowing why, an enormous sadness choked him at the same time that a great sense of fulfillment enveloped him, the emotional pain was such that it even eclipsed the spiritual pain he felt.

Before he could make sense of what was happening ... it was all over.

...

Right now Chicho was sitting on her knees, her back slightly hunched as her gaze was completely focused on the recently dead man in front of her. 

Any minuscule change, whether it was the way the blood was pouring out of his body from the hole in his chest, the way the new clothes were stained with the same, or how the red-haired man's smile didn't diminish for a moment...

'The attention with which she's looking at him would make any dance teacher proud.... Yes, even you Professor Jennifer...Damn bitch...' Flora felt a little uncomfortable even though she wasn't the target of that look that brought back... bad memories of her childhood.

'Adryan please hurry up! I never thought being looked at by an angel would be so uncomfortable!'

As if answering her prayers, her prince charming arrived. Sitting up suddenly while taking a huge breath of air, Adryan had come back to life.

Although his vision was a little blurry and he was still a little groggy from what he had heard, Adryan didn't waste a second. With the large hole in his chest closing rapidly, he quickly grabbed the pulp he had made earlier.

Not even bothered by the strong smell of ammonia from it, Adryan opened his mouth as wide as he could and...

GULP!

With a loud gulp, Adryan consumed most of the pulp, and ignoring the bad aftertaste it left, he quickly ate the leftovers that escaped him.

As soon as he had done that, he immediately tried to go into cogitation in preparation for what was to come.

Huff Huff

It didn't take three seconds for it all to begin.

All the air left his lungs and Adryan had to stop his fall by placing his hand on the ground. 

Powerful illusory ravings reached his ears and assaulted his mind, but they were so weak to what he was already used to that he just ignored them as if they were an annoying puppy.

"Ughh!" a small whimper came out of his mouth and Adryan watched the changes that were quickly appearing on his hands.

The smooth pale skin was quickly covered with thin black hairs, hairs that were getting longer and longer making it look like he was wearing gauntlets of hair. 

His muscles bulged out of shape, tearing the shirt he was wearing and almost tearing his jacket as well. The fur was torn followed by the skin and large amounts of blood suddenly began to gush out of it, releasing steam all over those wounded nerves due to the warmth of the blood.

His veins suddenly became visible all over his body, throbbing exaggeratedly and a horrible black color. The whites of his eyes were suddenly covered with red veins about to explode, red blood pouring from them.

Teeth sharpened and grew with ridiculous speed, piercing even the cheeks. 

His now claws sank into the rock, easily slicing through it and the red-haired man coughed out a red, fleshy lump.

His body was breaking and Adryan knew it. What Chicho said would happen was happening. 

But he could feel it too, how he was advancing! Slowly, information was coming into his brain and he could feel his spirituality and his power growing!

"Hahaha...AHHAHAHAHAHA!" Adryan laughed madly, a horrible sharp-toothed grin on his face.

His eyes moved to the hole where his heart was and he saw how the heart was already completely regenerated and the hole was already closing. 

The smile on his face froze and he let out another growl, only this one more bestial and guttural, not at all like the sound a human would make. 

His sight moved to the cracks and mutations in his body and he watched in annoyance as regeneration was overtaking them. 

The huge cracks in his hands began to close faster than they were breaking! The hair covering his skin was falling out rapidly!

His spirituality stopped growing and he was shrinking again, the new information coming into his brain stopped as well.

The plan was working too well! Regeneration was not only healing him but it was trying to expel what was harming him from his body!

The regeneration was trying to expel the ingredients from his body!

'No! I need more time!'

He still hadn't advanced, there was still more to go!

Without wasting a single second, Adryan raised a sharp claw and pierced his stomach. His organs were scattered on the ground but they were barely out for a second before they came back in.

Not wanting to risk his promotion and not wanting to kill himself again - for he knew that if he died again he would not be able to escape these things - Adryan went for the nuke.

Raising both claws this time, he went through his stomach again, only this time he didn't pull out his organs.

His crazed spirituality glowed and he lit his insides on fire.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT BURNS" Adryan laughed as he made the flames as hot as he could. He could feel his stomach, intestines, kidneys, lungs and newly regenerated heart were being cooked.

But his attention was on his arms and how they swelled back up and the skin was breaking again along with the fur growing back.

His toothy grin was back in full force as new information came back into his brain and his spirituality was growing again.

Cough! Another lump of flesh came out of his mouth only this one was burned.

The pain was horrible but it was nothing he hadn't already gone through and overcome by far. So as soon as he coughed up that lump of flesh, he returned all his attention to cogitation.

Several times the ball of light was drawn in his foggy mind, over and over again as he kept his insides burning. A balance that was so delicate that it would break with the slightest distraction.

This was something Chicho and Flora knew so neither said or did anything.

Chicho looked with serious eyes at her contractor while Flora felt like she was going to die from worry, her insides twisting and only being able to watch as her partner danced on the fine line to the abyss.

Huff Huff Huff Huff...

...

To Adryan it seemed that this should have lasted longer but the new information and his new spirituality told him that it was all over.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw his hands that were covered in warm blood but were those of a human.

He had made it. He was now a Sequence 6 Conspirator.

Reviewing the new information of what he could now do, eyebrows much more delicate than before rose slightly.

"That's... something unexpected." His voice was now much more sensual, with a softness and texture such that it chilled the skin.

"Princess?" his worm's extremely concerned voice rang in his mind and the redhead gave a soft smile.

"The one and only Miss Worm."

A small sigh of relief sounded in his mind followed by a question, "Are you going to turn that off or what? It's giving me a thing to watch it heal only to be destroyed..."

He could feel his insides still burning. The pain of it didn't bother him one bit.

If he was the same as before he would have already put out those flames... But he wasn't anymore. He felt... not like him.

This should alarm him but strangely enough, he didn't care at all...

But not because he didn't care at all he would put it aside, but because of that, he had to relive it with more urgency even if he didn't feel it.

'When I finish this I have to see what's wrong with me...' Noting this down to check later, he smiled softly again and shook his head.

"Huhu Don't worry. I'll need that if I want to have a chance."

Tauk Millenium that was still on the ground suddenly rose, as if being lifted by invisible threads to the open palm of the red-haired man who looked at this calmly.

Grasping the artifact of the Sun pathway, Adryan opened his mouth.

Gulp!

"WHAT THE FUCK ADRYAN?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!" Flora shouted in disbelief.

He had swallowed the artifact!

"Chicho said that any artifact that is out in the open will break in 3 minutes," Adryan commented casually as he wiped his lips with his sleeve.

"Tauk Millenium is an artifact that I don't need to touch to use. Being inside me will ensure that nothing is going to happen to it and I don't have to worry about the 3 minutes."

"Same for you Flora. Being inside me, nothing is going to happen to you."

"...What the fuck happened to you Adryan?" after a few seconds Flora asked, her voice stiff and groggy.

Adryan lowered his gaze to his hands which were quickly covered in golden fire. With the new body of Sequence 6, these flames no longer hurt him.

"...I don't know."

Scarlet eyes that now glowed like flames moved to his messenger.

Chicho had a blank expression on her face, her eyes showed nothing and she was looking at him as if she couldn't recognize him.

"I'm ready."

The messenger said nothing, just gave a rough nod as she raised her hand.

In front of Adryan a door of white light formed, showing the corridor with the cages.

Without another glance at his messenger or another word, he took a step and entered.

The door then disappeared and Chicho stared for a few seconds at the place where her contractor once stood.

"That's not good... Not good at all..." The Phoenix muttered before sighing and she too stepped through her own door.

She still had a duty to perform.


Chương 331: Chapter 248: Destruction Unleashed

Luckily, this time he was not in the Spirit World for long. Adryan had barely taken a step and was already directly in the hallway with the cells dimly lit by a few torches.

Adryan's brow furrowed slightly, memories of his time here passing through his mind like a bittersweet treat: no matter how much he tried, the taste still stuck on his tongue.

Shaking his head, the redhead let out a soft sigh.

"Looks like Chicho was more considerate this time." Whispering to himself as he glanced around, he inwardly thanked the Phoenix.

'I'm not sure if my soul could have taken another ride. In the state it's in right now after reviving 2 times so soon, I'm sure going through the spirit world would have knocked me right out.' The red-haired man thought as his eyes finally focused ahead to the dark and extremely long corridor that seemed to stretch to infinity.

And at the end of that infinity, he could see a faint crimson glow looming on the horizon.

The torches around him danced slightly brighter, their size growing for an instant before returning to normal.

Before he knew it, a grim smile had already formed on the red-haired man's face. 

Just as he was about to accelerate towards that crimson glow and confront those wretches, a flash of his spirituality suddenly stopped him and made him turn his gaze towards a cell a little further ahead.

In that cell, unlike the others that were empty and somewhat clean, this one was incredibly dirty, stained all over with blood and human parts that varied from legs to arms.

That was his cell.

Following his spirituality, the path to the bars of this one, his scarlet eyes were immediately drawn to something that was floating in the blood and barely protruding from it.

These themselves widened slightly, a hint of surprise present in them.

He extended his hand slightly to the front. Threads invisible to almost everyone but Adryan emerged from his fingertips and moved along the bars, these moved across the ceiling of the cell until they hovered above their target.

Suddenly that familiar object that was almost completely engulfed in blood rose into the air. Revealing it to be a slightly broken necklace, with a spear tip that was covered in blood.

The cold look in Adryan's eyes softened, and a sense of relief suddenly washed over him completely.

"I can't believe I almost forgot about you little one..." Speaking softly as if he were talking to a child, Adryan controlled the invisible threads coming out of his hand so that the necklace flew to him.

As soon as the wet metal touched his palm, it was covered in golden fire. Removing the filth that had covered it and revealing its familiar rust color.

With his now clean necklace in hand, he placed it familiarly around his neck, the feel of metal against his skin brought a comfort to his heart that he didn't know he needed.

"Adryan... You finally came back to you?" Flora questioned somewhat distrustfully, the redhead from before seemed to be gone and hers seemed to have returned.

Placing a hand on the necklace, Adryan gave a somewhat embarrassed laugh, "I think so. Sorry if I startled you Flora, I wasn't really expecting that." The redhead admitted honestly, rather stunned by what happened.

"...It's fine. I'm just glad you're you again." Flora commented with enormous relief.

The way he had acted just a moment ago reminded her too much of when she watched her friend get promoted to Sequence 4. The dissonance she had experienced made her fear for her own promotion.

She couldn't help but compare the two, denying to herself, that she could barely contain her snort of disbelief.

Divinity in Sequence 6? Yeah right!

'... But he did act like someone who acquired divinity...' As soon as that thought crossed her mind, Flora froze. After a few seconds, she pushed the thought to the back of her mind and decided not to mention it.

Adryan let out a slight sigh, abandoning the cogitation he had entered, he looked seriously at his own hand. He had finally realized what he had lost as soon as he had advanced to Conspirator.

'I lost my emotions... What makes me most human, I lost it...' The fire still burning inside him reminded him of exactly how he had acted. He could even see that horrible expression, that poor imitation of a smile he had given.

His brain which had been augmented upon reaching Conspirator found the answer as soon as he cross-referenced the information he already had and compared it to his previous state.

'Yes... it makes sense that I was like that as soon as I advanced to Sequence 6.'

'Right now I'm still 'reviving' I'm just slowing it down. Constantly hurting myself so that I regenerate and the process can't complete as it should, that makes my soul and body unable to 'merge' and be separated...'

'And as long as I keep this up that will happen again, so I have to end this as quickly as possible... Before I actually lose all my emotions...'

Letting out a hollow laugh, he shook his head.

He had finally figured out how his resurrection worked as soon as that space in his memory was filled when he entered the City of Calamities after dying for the second time.

'Right now, my body is bathing in the drops that fall from the cracks of my soul that are barely held together using the water of that river...'

'As I die, my soul sinks into the River of Eternal Darkness, Hunters Hallow functions as a bridge between my soul and body so I don't get lost in its depths...'

The River of Eternal Darkness was the Sefira shared by the Darkness, Death, and Warrior pathways.

'That is the place where every time a living being dies it leaves its mark on it!'

'The process for me to revive is to use my 'mark' as a save point and rip it off to return to my body!'

That's why reviving hurts so much! 

By reviving, his soul was literally being ripped out of the River Styx!

Adryan felt that this was the truth!!!

'That would also explain those monsters I saw! Those are the marks of dead people who were already consumed by the darkness of that River!'

'Also why they appeared out of nowhere when I died for the third time! When I revived I most likely created a pulse of some kind that attracted the attention of all the marks. Why I didn't see them the second time was because it's been a long time since the first death and they probably lost interest.'

'That would also explain Hunters Hallow's strange liquid appearance and powers!'

'The robe is made entirely of the water from that River!!!'

The consciousness in the dreams, the anti-divination, the how anything that attacked his soul would be directly destroyed or connected in a form of contract to it, the how his destiny and the aura of the City of Calamities were hidden!

All of that was explained by Hunters Hallow being an artifact made entirely from the water of the River of Eternal Darkness!!!!

'That's also why my memory was 'erased' when I died and reached that void!

'That was a form of protection! By functioning as a bridge, the robe can't protect me from the corruption of the River so to fix it it erases my specific memories about the sephira!'

That's why he hadn't noticed it the first time. The only thing that had been erased was information about the River, not about the other sephiroth!

A horrible shiver ran up his back and Adryan could feel himself getting cold even though, literally, his insides were burning.

'What kind of monster was the Bastard that brought me here?'

If the Bastard had control over the City of Calamities and the River of Eternal Darkness then that could only mean-

Pum!

A mighty fist of golden fire connected with his face, bursting his nose and knocking out a tooth. With his attention successfully separated, he focused all his attention on drawing the sphere of light in his mind.

"...I don't know why I'm no longer impressed to see you hurt yourself. I doubt you'll tell me, but I still have to ask. What was it this time?" Flora's already accustomed voice asked with some curiosity in her tone.

Spitting some blood to his side that quickly ignited into a golden fire along with the tooth and the cell where he had been tortured, Adryan snorted as he snapped out of his state of cogitation. His lost nose and tooth were almost fully repaired.

"I almost had naughty thoughts~" The corner of his lips twitched for an instant.

'Conspirator's ability to relate is a double-edged sword! I started relating everything before I realized what I was about to do!'

Luckily for the redhead, as easy as it was to relate things he shouldn't it was just as easy not to think about it. The Conspirator's brain certainly came in handy in that regard.

He just opened a mental box, put what he shouldn't think about in it and locking it, he threw it into the deepest part of his mind.

"You're having more slips than you used to." Flora added boringdly.

"You have no idea how right you are." 

The redhead's response confused the Jacob but she decided to leave the subject for later, time was running out.

"Ready for this?"

Smiling sideways, Adryan clenched his fist tightly. 

"Those bastards owe me a new dance~"

Without wasting any more time and with his necklace recovered, Adryan took a step forward...

And accelerated.

The air whipped his body, putting up resistance but the redhead ignored it, a huge smile on his face; not only because of the great speed he was going but because of his beating heart that screamed revenge!

His eternally silent footsteps never lingered more than a second on the ground before he shot forward again, picking up more and more speed.

Only a Beyonder would be able to see him now and even then they would see nothing but a blur.

Adryan's enhanced mind gave a quick review of the new abilities he gained from his promotion.

His sight and attention were always on the 'crimson sun' on the horizon that was getting bigger and bigger, approaching rapidly.

His speed as he advanced to Sequence 6 had increased considerably, as had all his senses and strength.

Spirituality had increased by 50 percent and his control and power of fire had increased significantly. 

He was now able to move through his fire, as a Magician would! The range was not as great as that of a Magician but it was still much greater than the range that Vecchio Pomodoro had.

But what increased the most by far was his brain.

Adryan's capacity for memory, thinking, and planning had never been so powerful. That combined with all the knowledge he could now access so much better thanks to his enhanced memory made dozens and dozens of plans line up and change with a mere thought.

The ability to misdirect, confuse, and deceive his enemies had now become a true power. The ability to use these would cause him to take out or cause anyone he wanted to act as he planned!

He also gained Inciment. The ability to incite certain thoughts and actions in a person through his words. This was the next stage of Provocation!

These were all the abilities of a Conspirator. 

'So... this would be the 'mutation' that Flora spoke of.' Adryan's fiery scarlet eyes stayed straight ahead and all his attention was on that. But with his enhanced mind and senses, giving a glimpse at his surroundings wasn't even distracting.

He could be reading Shakespeare while drinking a cup of coffee at the same time he was dodging spears and arrows that were attacking him from all sides. He wouldn't even have to move his eyes from the book to know where they were coming from and he would dodge them with ease, not a single drop of his coffee spilled.

His spatial awareness had evolved.

For that very reason, Adryan had no problem 'looking' at his arm. Threads invisible to the human eye emerged from it and began to sway in the wind.

An extra ability, the Trap Threads.

With a bit of his spirituality, he could now create almost invisible threads that could easily stretch over 50 meters, their hardness depending on the spirituality he gave them.

He could make them so weak that they would break at the slightest touch or so strong that they would far exceed his tripwires but remain in that range, though he could overcome that limit by imbuing huge amounts of spirituality or by being creative.

The only limit to what he could do with these new threads was his creativity.

This new ability came as quite a surprise to the red-haired man as the information flashed through his head.

And that was because he shouldn't have it in the first place.

'This is not a skill that a Conspirator should have!'

'This is one of the abilities of the Witch of Pleasure of Sequence 6... Surely the eye of the Black Hunting Spider is one of the main ingredients of that potion, perhaps through this eye they are able to see and control these threads...'

Shaking his head, Adryan felt quite pleased with this unexpected but extremely useful new power. A multitude of ideas of using it already wandered and chattered energetically in his mind, eager to be tested.

'And I already have the best guinea pigs~' The now Conspirator smiled hugely. His heart pounding.

The distance to the red sun was shrinking rapidly.

Without further delay, the sphere of light began to draw in his mind and Adryan entered a state of semi-cogitation. All the fiery emotions subsided into sleep and he felt his mind whiten.

He suppressed all his desires so as not to miss the opportunity for a surprise attack. He would soon be entering the area where Joseph could detect his desire to kill him and his element of surprise would go down the drain.

...

At the farthest point from the core.

A long table covered with a white sheet was spread out, ready for the feast. The food on it, at first glance, looked delicious.

Juicy ribs covered in an amber sauce, cakes of various sizes and colors and flavors accompanied to give a contrast to the saltiness.

Beautiful men and women, all wearing revealing clothes that accentuated and flattered their beautiful figures, carried trays full of food and drinks. Moving with a simple smile on their face but whose eyes were empty.

By the light skin and features, it was easy to identify that the vast majority were from the South Continent, there were a few exceptions but the vast majority were from the New World.

With the number of them, it would be extremely easy to cover a large banquet and there would still be plenty of waiters left over. But they were not serving a large number of people, no, they were only serving one.

Men and women, just as beautiful as the waiters and waitresses, all kneeling and carrying a large podium on their backs. A podium that was as beautifully as it was horrifically carved from dark wood.

Details carved in gold and silver of roots that extended to the base, with thorns all along its path that dug into the palms and backs of the men and women who carried it staining the ground with the crimson liquid. Sitting on a throne on this podium that was carried by all these people, made of the same wood, and had on its back the tetric figure of a malevolent tree whose fruit fell to the ground was a person.

A beautiful woman wearing a beautiful and highly detailed gothic dress that was a beautiful charcoal black. With thorn details along the skirt and arms and crimson earrings that resembled the moon. Empty black eyes gazed dullly at the beautiful people beneath and in front of Her. 

Her face was only comparable to the finest of porcelain dolls and Her ashen yellow hair fell over Her shoulder like a river of golden ash.

At Her sides, in Her lap, at Her feet, and behind Her back were naked men and women. All of them in a wet, carnal dance in servitude to her as Her neck was lapped by one of the maids.

Black lips rose in slight satisfaction as she let herself be carried away by the desires of her slaves.

She was the Mother of Filth, Abrahel. One of the three angels of the Rose School.

Away from the banquet and at a table quite apart was another group also being served by a group of waiters. 

They were a group of 3 people, each one more tetric and perverse than the previous one. 

The first seated on the left side was a woman of clear Bayam ascendancy. With long, flowing black hair and deep, machiavellian yellow eyes. A smile on her delicate lips would send shivers down the spine of anyone who saw her as being a pale and clear mockery of a human smile.

The second and seated in the middle was a man of elegant and sophisticated appearance, which was slightly contradicted by the wicked tattoo that ran down from his right eye until it disappeared into the collar of his shirt. With grayish skin and an above-average build, this man gave the appearance of someone you couldn't turn your back on.

Last and seated on the right was another woman, she wore an elegant red dress, and her black hair that had jeweled details shone with sensuality. Eating with one hand the soft pink flesh while with the other she groped one of the waiters, she had a perverse aura covering her whole being, as if just breathing near her would poison anyone.

They were 3 of the 6 saints of the Rose School. 

From left to right.

Mistress of Depression, Liadara. Scourge of Evil, Cranoa. And Princess of Lust, Subuk.

The woman on the left lifted the sweet wine to her lips, the light touch of blood causing her to click her tongue in slight annoyance." You are losing your touch Mr. Cranoa. This last batch came out bitter."

The elegant man let out a disappointed sigh and lowered his own glass. "I'm sorry for your disappointment miss. It seems the lesser links in the family are doing a sorry job, I'll have a chat with them." His black eyes looked at the crimson liquid in his glass, the corner of his lips lifting slightly mischievously, a snake ready to bite.

Parting with a trickle of saliva still binding them together, Subuk tossed the spiritless body aside and used a handkerchief to wipe his lips. "Looks like your family is losing touch. This is the third time in the last five months that a batch has come out bitter."

"That's the effect of having such a large batch to control. It's inevitable that there will be some...that don't meet the quality standard." Grabbing the bottle from which the wine was poured, Cranoa looked at the bottle's tail. "Besides, I'll pay a personal visit to this farm, this is their second mistake in the last few years."

"The sooner the better." Lidiara said as she popped another piece of red meat into her mouth. Nodding slightly as she felt the good taste "At least the food is delicious."

"You know-"

Before they could continue their conversation, the Mother of Filth Abrahel suddenly stood up, with a calm expression.

All sound died at the table and the three saints suddenly stood up and bowed deeply.

Ignoring the group of three, Her eyes moved with purpose around them.

"We have company."

No sooner had she said that, from the floor of the cavern rose a huge number of bone monsters. Ranging in size from normal people to giants over 15 meters, there were even a few dragon skeletons. 

The presence of Death itself showed and everything began to decay. The food began to rot and the young waiters quickly fell to the ground as white skeletons. Even the saints were not spared from this as they fell to their knees, blood dripping from their eyes and ears and looking much older than a moment ago.

 A layer of ice formed all over the ground and began to spread with great speed.

Abrahel looked at everything with cold eyes, She grew to a ridiculous size, easily reaching the huge ceiling of the cavern. Opening Her mouth to the point where it could easily swallow a house, a horrible screech resounded, whipping the skeletons into a huge pile of harmless rabbits and sheeps.

Her form then changed to that of a giant and extremely thin doll whose woven eyes looked at the 3 demigods. 

Immediately, the doll's arm shrank and aged to the point that it looked like an old rag.

The sudden aging that the demigods went through disappeared completely, returning to their former appearances.

They all had grim expressions and without needing to be told anything, they immediately tried to leave the place by their own means.

Liadara and Sucuk tried to jump through the reflection of the wine bottle to escape but found themselves unable to do so. Cranoa on his side tried to sink into the shadows but also failed.

Abrahel looked at the group in Her giant form, Her dry arm didn't seem to bother Her at all. Looking around, Her eyes scanned beyond the material world.

"This space has been sealed, you will not be able to escape as long as the barrier remains." A voice as delicate as Her appearance left her lips, Her eyes still searching for the enemy that had done this.

Suddenly, Her eyes focused on the other side of the cavern, where suddenly a bone door had formed and a giantess walked out of it, a vacant expression on Her face and wearing extremely ancient clothing.

Not even a second passed before Her form suddenly grew and burst into white flames.

A huge white firebird completely covered the ceiling of the cavern. Its entire body was covered with hundreds of markings and seals of unknown meaning and seemed to be moving with the white flames that made up its body.

Abrahel immediately responded in kind by revealing Her own Mythological Creature form.

An ancient and malevolent doll, without eyes but whose expression was one of pain, its entire body was covered with thorny vines.

Its empty eyes reflected the figure of the bird of legends. Without fear, the Doll faced the Fire of Death.

The demigods in the face of the appearance of the forms of complete mythological creatures could only do their best to try to survive.

...

Arriving much faster this time, Adryan was now standing in front of the large entrance to the crater where the Pillar used to be.

His senses opened and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for any traps, guards, or alarms that may discover his presence. 

His scarlet eyes moved intensely but found nothing, he shrank back and approached slowly but before he was a few meters from reaching the entrance, he took a big leap towards the wall.

Threads came out of his hand and these quickly stuck and sank into the wall functioning as hooks. He carefully propped his feet on the wall and looking at where the threads were, he gave a satisfied inward nod.

Hiding in the darkness and barely peeking out, he finally had the core in sight.

"Is that..." Flora found herself unable to finish the question, not for lack of words but because of the disturbing scene.

'So that's the core... Quite fitting.' Adryan thought calmly, the semi-cogitative state seemed to keep those primal instincts from kicking in and screaming.

Despite the distance, he could see quite well.

Where the Pillar once stood there was now a huge trunk, the lake of blood, and the island of flesh were gone leaving behind huge roots that stretched an unknown distance into the earth. Moving as if they were crawling and trying to take their first steps.

These roots had veins that pulsed with the blood that passed from them, all of these roots moved to the center of the trunk, where before was the top of where the bodies reached there was now something that could only be described as an aberration.

He could see where the roots that appeared to be those of a tree ended and when they touched the core they took on a fleshy appearance on both sides. Huge dormant lumps that a grown man could easily fit into with room to spare, the center was swollen with an unknown liquid and with something moving within it. Moving with life but not with enough strength or consciousness to come out.

A thick layer of flesh prevented seeing what was inside but from the look of it, you didn't have to be a genius to know what it was.

His spirituality screamed at him that turning on his Spiritual Vision would be a terrible idea and the mere act of looking at it made his head start to hurt. Ravings threatened to ring and break his semi-cognitive state so he quickly looked away.

'Those should be the fallopian tubes and those lumps the ovaries... The nucleus is a giant Uterus... Yuck.' The red-haired man thought with revulsion, not in the least trying to hide his disgusted face.

If he wasn't in Cogitation, he was sure his instincts would be screaming so loudly that they would make him lose control.

'At least Chicho's information was correct. There are only those five ridiculous ones.' 

His eyes narrowed on the figures surrounding the crater where the womb was located. These figures were either sitting or standing, all facing the life-giver with somewhat varied expressions.

The Doctor who was still wearing an elegant white suit was looking at it with a small smile, behind him was Joseph standing like a personal guard.

At the other end was Wraith Steve, who stood alone and looked at everything with an arrogant expression.

Werewolf Jason and Zombie Tyre were together, both close enough to Steve but still far enough away not to be glued together.

They were all being illuminated by the soft yet strong crimson glow coming from the inflated womb. A glow that made the red-headed man sick to his stomach at the mere sight of it.

'Why are you still in your human form? Do they ban animals in the birthing zone or what?' Adryan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Werewolf.

According to his messenger, this light simulated the Blood Moon.

'He should be transformed already close to losing control... Same with Steve and Tyre, they should be in a similar state but they all look great...' 

'Sure. This for sure is thanks to the very dear and helpful Doctor' Rolling his eyes, his sight moved slightly to the man but only focused on the rocks farthest away from him, so as not to have his attention focused on him and avoid alerting the Devil guard. 

'From the regeneration he has shown and that healing ability, plus those ivies with thorns... He may be part of the Moon Pathway. Sequence 5 of that path is called Scarlet Scholar, that sequence has abilities related to the moon. It's not unreasonable to think that he's making sure they're not losing their minds and dancing around like drunk monkeys.'

Adryan felt he was right. But the more he thought about it the more his brow furrowed. Hiding again in the darkness of the doorway, he brought a hand to his chin and calmly taped it.

'His abilities are weird... They are nothing like the Scarlet Scholar I know about from the original story. There are too many differences to the point that it should be a whole new pathway... But is that possible? Maybe...'

'If I am dealing with a new pathway then I have to put together what I know...'

'This pathway focuses on regeneration and some control over plants. He doesn't have the aura or presence that a Demigod would have so he can't be higher than Sequence 5. That regeneration seems to have several conditions, the most important one would be touching the person he wants to heal.'

'Of course, I also can't rule out that it can also change the structure of the body by touching it, that's within the limits that a Sequence 5 Beyonder can do without entering the Demigod realm.'

Clicking his tongue, he immediately noted the danger that could be noted. 

It was quite possible that he was dealing with a discount Mahito.

'Since he's not dead I'm sure he doesn't touch the soul when healing so it's merely physical. But from how much he seems to know about me, I shouldn't rule out that he knows that touching my soul is a big No-No.'

He wasn't sure if it was direct skin contact or touching was enough but from what he had seen, it was very likely that it would have to be skin contact.

'I also can't rule out that he can create other kinds of plants besides those spirit-sucking ivies. Maybe he can generate flowers that spit poison or a paralytic agent...'

'There's also the fact that he has to possess certain powers over the Moon field otherwise it wouldn't make sense how the three musketeers keep walking around so calmly...'

Letting out a light, soundless sigh, the red-haired man gently clenched his fist.

'My only job is to damage the Uterus, once that happens Chicho will get me out of here and I won't have to deal with this...'

'But what if the damage I do isn't enough? I'll have to deal with those 5 and once they figure out what I want to do they won't let me do it as easily as before... I have to do this right. I can't leave anything to chance and I have to make sure I get this over with in one shot...'

Nodding inwardly, the corners of the redhead's lips lifted. The Jacob grasped this and internally she smiled as well.

"Action Plan?"

"Ohoho~ You're going to love this~" Adryan motioned to speak but no sound came out, but for a Parasite that was no problem.

"I'm all ears~" Flora returned mischievously. Vengeance dripped from her words.

...

Adjusting his very blood-like crimson tie, Doctor looked behind him with his lips raised slightly.

"This is for celebration, Dear. We are witnessing the beginning of the fall of the Kingdom of Loen! Not since the death of Emperor Roselle has the fall of an Empire been seen like today!"

Joseph nodded slightly at his lord's words. "It is without doubt quite an occasion."

Saying or adding nothing more, he returned his attention to looking around him like a demon knight.

His lips dropped again and his brow furrowed slightly. The Doctor then began to tap his bicep in concentration.

"Still thinking about Adryan Kenway, My Lord?"

Sigh

Shaking his head softly, the Doctor just let out a small chuckle.

"It's just how easy this whole thing was. Capturing a Herald? That was a stroke of luck. Finding this? A miracle is an understatement."

His gaze then settled on starless skies. His lips and cheeks cracked and a smirk appeared. Total elation dripped along with his saliva.

"This was undoubtedly a divine intervention! Primordial Moon's descent is near! I can feel it!" 

"THE FALL OF THE FALSE GODS IS NEAR!"

Letting out a small smile, Joseph placed a hand on his chest and made a small bow.

"This is a total success for the Rose School since it was expelled from the South Continent. We will finally repay the damage the Churches did to us over 100 years ago-" The man's eyes widened in shock as his sense of danger began to scream.

'What-'

Suddenly, the crimson glow was blinded by a huge golden glow from above. Quickly looking up, Joseph and the Doctor watched in astonishment as a giant golden fireball fell with enormous speed towards them.

It was as big as a house!

They barely had time to wrap themselves in shadows before the golden meteor descended fully and exploded with a mighty BOOM!

The farthest trio watched the ball in amazement and surprise. Werewolf Jason couldn't stop his jaw from hanging.

Fush! Fush! Fush!

The sound of wind moving at great speed caused Wraith Steve to turn just in time to see a shower of golden Fire Ravens descend upon them.

"Take cover!" Shouting the order as a wall of transparent ice rose up to cover him, Steve could only grit his teeth at the brutal assault.

Zombie Tyre being so close to Werewolf Jason made the same move as before and took cover along with his partner in a dome of ice.

BOOM!

'An enemy snuck in?! That's impossible! How did they get past all the security?!!!' The Doctor thought incredulously as he stepped out of the shadows a little away from the golden fire that completely covered the area where they were, his gaze to the sky in search of the enemy as behind him came a serious Joseph. They both managed to escape the explosion by using the shadows.

Suddenly, the forest of golden fire next to them spread out and a large number of golden Ravens rushed towards them. Screeching loudly and flapping their wings with power.

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, the Doctor extended his hand, and from the ground in front of him came black thorny ivies that moved like snakes and lunged at the Ravens.

His eyes focused not on the Ravens but all around him, obviously seeing that the Ravens and the attack earlier were nothing more than a distraction.

That was a mistake.

The most forward Raven and the one that would be the first to be countered by the Doctor's black ivies suddenly lost its form and jumping through the fire teleportation, a scarlet blur came out of it.

Fush! Fush!

With such ridiculous speed that Joseph and the Doctor were unable to react and leaping over the ivy snakes. A powerful hand covered in fire grabbed the Doctor's head and the man stared at its owner in astonishment.

"DID YOU MISS ME BASTARD?!!!" With a crazed grin on his face, Adryan Kenway shouted in amusement as a huge explosion concentrated on the Doctor's head.

Boom! Plop!

Bones and grey matter flew everywhere and Joseph could barely react to block a flame-covered kick to his face by crossing his arms.

To add to his disbelief, the force of the kick knocked him off his feet and sent him flying. But his flight was cut short when he couldn't even get more than three meters away from the red-haired man before he stopped in mid-air and was drawn towards a crazily grinning Adryan who welcomed him by trying to bury a flaming sword in his head.

Joseph could barely twist his body to dodge the lunge but for doing so this time he failed to dodge the kick that connected with enormous power on the left side of his face which in turn was covered in golden flames.

Again he was sent flying but could not get more than about 2 meters away before returning to his smiling attacker.

"What's wrong Bitch? Why don't you defend yourself?!" grinning, Adryan threw a punch from which came a huge and concentrated torrent of golden flames that connected squarely in the Devil's chest who could only howl in pain as he felt the holy power burning his flesh.

This time he was sent flying, to his ears came the distinctive sound of a wire breaking. 

Pum! Pum! Pum!

His body bounced several times on the hard stone. Pieces of it digging into his skin and tearing it, his world was spinning and his Danger Sense was screaming.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain caused by the flames, his body swelled and his skin darkened. His stature grew and horns and bats' wings grew from his back.

The stone heated up until it melted and a greatsword of red magma quickly formed in his hands and Joseph barely had time to raise his greatsword above his head to block the slash of a golden sword.

Boom!

'What is this strength!?' The Demon thought in disbelief as he felt his knees buckle under the enormous pressure that made his entire body tremble from merely blocking the attack. 

Before he could counterattack, the opposing force against him suddenly disappeared and he continued his slash to nothing, his guard completely exposed.

Adryan had discarded his sword and let inertia play a bad hand on the horned demon.

Ducking under the slash and with his eyes glittering with bloodlust, Joseph watched in terror as in the red-haired man's other hand a new blade had formed. 

His sense of danger activated again and Joseph raised his free arm and barely managed to block the thrust that aimed to pierce his head. The sword reached the bone and almost pierced it.

A howl of pain came from his mouth and he tried to use Foal Language to gain distance but his mouth and face were blocked by a powerful hook wrapped in golden fire.

Pum! Crack!

The satisfying sound of a nose cracking against his knuckles caused the feral grin on Adryan's face to spread even wider. 

His threads were once again unable to stop the flight of the fully transformed Joseph but this only made him laugh even harder as he watched his body bounce along the ground.

"Hahahahahahahah! Even then you can't defend yourself?!!!! Are you that useless?!!!" The red-haired man laughed provocatively as he gave a mighty stomp and with Sky Walk he once again gave chase to the Devil.

The feeling of his threads snapping made him take a step to the side dodging the meteorite which was a rather burnt Zombie Tyre glaring at him furiously. 

"You bastard!!"

"Oops, I didn't notice you went to the spa?! That tan looks divine on you!" laughing amused at the burnt appearance of the undead, Adryan took another step to the side dodging an extremely burnt and just as furious and fully transformed Werewolf Jason who had white foam coming out of his snout.

Blocking both sides of the man, both members of the Rose School rushed towards the red-headed man who watched this with a mocking sideways grin.

"Aww does the little puppy want to play too? Don't worry I brought extra toys!" 

Laughing, Adryan stomped the ground and a powerful wave of fire surrounded him, a wave that didn't take long to spread around him and hit the zombie and werewolf squarely.

Zombie Tyre covered his body with a layer of ice while Werewolf Jason could only cover his face and howl in pain as he felt the holy flames burn his skin.

Again leaping through the flames and reappearing in front of the Werewolf, with a huge predatory grin Adryan formed a holy fire sword from the remains of the wave from before and prepared to cut the little dog in two.

A vibration on the ground caused him to abandon his attack and take a huge leap into the air barely dodging the raging ivies that tried to catch him.

"So what they say is true? Cockroaches don't need their heads to survive!" Adryan shouted mockingly as well as annoyed as he watched the Doctor's headless body stand again. His fine white suit was completely ruined with burns, blood, and dirt.

His spirituality flared and Adryan disappeared again in a tongue of golden flames, appearing on the ground and quite a bit further away from where Tyre and Jason were standing from one of more leftover flames from his previous wave of fire.

"Better luck next time~" Smiling, Adryan watched as a somewhat burned Steve, his red coak heavily damaged, suddenly appeared where he stood.

An extremely annoyed expression on his face but even that couldn't hide the disbelief of seeing it.

"How is it possible..." The man mumbled but to Adryan's sensitive ears, it was as if he was speaking normally.

This only made his smile that never left his face grow again.

From the rubble behind them rose an angry Joseph, his face badly bruised and burned, his nose bent and several of his teeth missing, the arm he had used to block the lunge hung limp. Green blood covered his face and chest acting as a retardant that was slowly healing him but the damage from the holy flames made regeneration very slow.

Walking with far more ease than he should have, the Doctor's headless body stood in front of the quartet. He took it out something of his pocket- something that Adryan was unable to see because his fist was clenched- and placed it in the missing space in his neck.

Suddenly and with great speed, a miniature head began to grow. After a few seconds, the Doctor had his head back.

A cold and empty look on his face whose full attention was on the red-haired man who was more than 30 meters away from them.

"... How?"

"Let me tell you Doc. This does look more like a party. With magic tricks and all~" Keeping his smile and completely ignoring the question, he stomped his foot, and all around him ignited in golden flames creating a large circle around him. 

The ivies he could feel moving under the ground shrieked and died from the holy fire and he watched as Wraith Steve reappeared with an annoyed expression on his face as he was once again blocked by the flames of the sun.

Smiling, Adryan wagged his finger from side to side causing a vein to throb in the Wraith's neck.

The Doctor's brow furrowed for a moment before he let out a chuckle that quickly grew into a laugh.

"You came back from the Dead just to confront us here? You're not right in the head Mr. Kenway!"

"What do you want me to say? You should have ripped my heart out to make sure I wouldn't come back for yours~" Adryan said mockingly as he chuckled under his breath. Between the lines, the power of deception and manipulation crept hidden with venom.

Shaking his head, the smile on the Doctor's face was one of mockery and contempt.

"I don't know how you did it but I think I'll do that." Letting out another laugh, the Doctor looked at him with his tetric grin from ear to ear.

"This time I'll rip out your heart and break your spine to prevent this from happening again. Maybe I'll take your legs and arms too." He moved and touched Jason and Joseph's shoulders, their wounds disappeared in seconds and they too smiled again.

Adryan clicked his tongue at that, and the circle of golden flames grew a little bigger again burning the ivies that tried but failed to get close to him.

Smiling at the red-haired man, the Devil Joseph sneered. "You shouldn't have come back here. We outnumber you. You're trapped with us!"

"I don't know where you got an Artifact from the Bard pathway, no doubt you're not alone but it doesn't matter. Our forces will deal with your companions and it's only a matter of time before that artifact breaks. What do you think you will be able to do when that happens? Not only did you come here to die again Mr. Kenway, but you also dragged your partner with you. I almost feel sorry."

The Doctor couldn't believe there was anyone crazy enough to believe he had a chance in this situation. Adryan may be a Herald but what does he think he can do being outnumbered 1 to 5?

Say man looked stunned by the Doctor's words before his body began to shake slightly.

"... He... ha... ha"

"...haha...haha...Hahahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Clutching his sides from the laughter he was unable to contain, tears fell from his eyes.

The smile on the Doctor's face diminished more and more until it disappeared and was replaced by a slight frown. The same with his group who looked at their scowls at the man in front of them.

"You- Hahaha! Do you guys seriously believe that?! Hahahaha!" Between laughter and tears over these, Adryan pointed his finger at them with an incredulous look.

A vein began to throb in the brows of Werewolf Jason and Zombie Tyre who inadvertently took a step forward only to be stopped by a serious Steve who also looked with great annoyance at the red-haired man who was still laughing.

With a vein throbbing in his neck, the Doctor did not hide his annoyance." What's so funny? What don't we understand, Mr. Kenway? Did you lose your mind after reviving?"

Holding a hand to his face, Adryan took a moment to collect himself. Looking at them with one eye glinting between his fingers, a tetric smile on his face.

"Huff huff! You are really funny! Don't you get it?"

Squinting, Doctor bowed slightly, his spirituality suddenly telling him a warning. The same for Joseph who manifested another magma greatsword, sweat suddenly covering his face.

'Something's wrong...' Joseph suddenly thought uncomfortably. His hands clenched tightly.

A feeling shared by the Doctor whose smile had already disappeared.

Golden flames enveloped the red-haired man's legs as extremely delicate invisible threads began to emanate from his entire body, extending up to 5 meters. Stronger threads wrapped around his legs like a protective mesh.

A huge predatory smile on his face and his scarlet eyes were glowing brighter than before. His torso and arms were wrapped in more holy flames along with more threads. 

"Huf! Huf! I'm not trapped in here with you!" With a voice that barely contained a huge thrill and with a smile that seemed to want to split his face, Adryan felt his heart pounding with excitement along with his insides burning with power.

The humming of Tauk Millenium strengthened his body even more giving him more strength and speed. The chanting motivated him even more.

His head was then enveloped in golden holy flames, an armor of holy fire covered the red-haired man who now looked like a Medieval Knight who came out of hell itself to drag his enemies to eternal torment.

The knight clenched his right fist tightly, the golden flames quickly turned white with golden flashes from the great concentration of spirituality. He charged it backwards and prepared to throw the punch.

'So predictable~' Smiling to himself as he raised his arm, the Doctor prepared to raise a wall and devour the man's attack.

Pum! Crack! Crumble!

His hand froze mid-raise and his pupils shrank as instead of launching the attack towards them the fire knight plunged his entire arm into the ground!

"Shit!" The Doctor shouted as he leapt several meters into the air, being quickly followed by the others.

Barely a second later, the ground beneath their feet shook and cracked, a tidal wave of golden tongues of flame swept across the ground and exploded covering everything, several of these tongues so high that they scorched them again. The fire of the sun burned the shadows that died under them, the movement through the shadows in that area died with them.

Suddenly, Joseph flew in front of the Doctor with his magma sword held high, barely blocking Adryan's sword, which had come out of one of the tongues of fire.

But the moment the two swords made contact, a concentrated explosion shattered the Demon's guard who had an incredulous expression on his dark face as a deep golden burning gash began to bleed green from his torso.

With a crazed grin on his face, Adryan laughed euphorically as the flames engulfing him burned more fiercely and the threads coming out of his body fluttered madly.

Scarlet eyes appeared in the middle of the fiery helmet and a distorted and extremely powerful voice roared from this hellish knight.

"YOU ARE TRAPPED IN HERE WITH ME!!!" 


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