《Pandemonium: The Harbinger (Dropped)》Chapter 29 - Devour
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Chapter 29 - Devour
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Appearing back in the dungeon, he once again scanned his body trying to verify the cause of his weakness. The black ooze during his combat
with the lady had reignited again, significantly decreasing his control over the essences. He was barely able to access his mana pool. The black ooze was rapidly duplicating and replacing his red blood cells.
“Do you feel weak” Tetra sharp voice was established into his mind
Lucifer quietly endured the happenings within his body.
“What is happening to me?” Lucifer asked
“You are fusing partly with me, that is why you are so weakened” Tetra voice contained a tinge of happiness as it spoke.
At that moment, Lucifer felt as if his soul was about to split. This pain was similar to the one he had endured in the abyss.
“Just endure it” Tetra`s fading voice muttered
The black ooze bubbled into his veins as if scorching hot molten lava was flowing through; pain so excruciatingly dreadful was exerted all over his body. All his pores bleed; he fiercely clawed the ground, continuing to fight against it. His soul was in the worst state, the corruption pulsated against his soul, mutating it to something beyond. The soul was the most sensitive organ to a heavenly being and damaging it was the worst kind of torture.
The black ooze bubbled more fiercely, complete taking over his blood stream. The pain lasted for a while, before he slowly clambered up before he seemed reserved but now something evil had ignited with the fabric of his mind. Cold almost utterly vicious aura was exuded from his being.
“How do you feel?” Tetra voice hoarse erupted into his mind
“This is our body now!” It once again spoke
Lucifer slowly stretched all his joints, his body felt brand new as if it was perfectly crafted for him. As he walked slowly the ground shuddered from the aura he was emanating. In a quiet layer the Emperion Dragon slowly opened his eyes, the feeling he had felt years back had once again appeared, but this time the presence was more tyrannical more vicious, he didn`t have words to describe it.
The monsters of the dungeon stood as still as statues as he passed, with every step he took beasts would topple over and the blood within would rush out heading into Lucifer`s body which the back ooze ravenously ate. He calmly walked out leaving nothing but bones in the dungeon. As soon as he exited the dungeon it collapsed into rubble, however none of the beasts in the jungle dared to run away some force was causing them to stay still.
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The Previously filled forest was now utterly quiet, not a squeak could be heard as if all signs of life were extinguished. Lucifer exiting the forest looked towards the direction clearly looking for more signs of life. The black ooze in throbbed hungrily for more blood and flesh.
From a few kilometers away he could see the Lady that had previously attacked him dashing towards his direction. He headed towards her, within seconds she floated in front of him with a smile.
“No escape now brat” she laughed smugly
A perfectly icy grin erupted onto Lucifer face, his purple eyes filled with a maddening craze. The Lady at that moment uncontrollably shuddered, because at that moment nothing was permeating from Lucifer body not mana or essence it seemed like a vicious dark void sucking everything in. Like a sign of impending doom.
Lucifer slowly raised his right hand towards her; at that instant blood leaked out from her eyes as she screamed with pain hee body was being sucked dry. The blood flowed into his mouth which he continuously gulped; her flesh and organs were stripped away from her bones, flooding into his mouth.
Her bones fell from the sky onto the paved floor, creating a soft thud. Looking for more signs of life he found a small village a few kilometers away. A medium sized wormhole was formed in front instantly transferring at the center of the village. As soon he was transferred in the village, the people in it grew cautious brandishing whatever weapons they had.
Once again the murderous grin appeared onto his face, the temperature in the village dropped a few degrees. The people and mercenaries alike in the village were frozen solid from neck down keeping them alive. He walked towards the nearest villager, with a jab he plucked out his eyes, which he relished upon. He stripped away the man`s organs for the fun of it.
His ravenous hunger still wanted more, he decimated children, women, men and elderly into pile of flesh which he created a mountain from. The flesh and blood flew towards him, absorbed rapidly by the ooze in his body. The black ooze was growing more vigorous spreading to his organs it had overtaken his stomach, reforming it to absorb more flesh and blood efficiently and faster, for it to feed.
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It spread to his heart, restructuring it to something stronger. His heart beat escalated beyond the normal human range, his inner process had gotten more proficient. The ooze had a mind of its own and was slowly making its host stronger and enhanced. The former bustling village was left with nothing but a pile of bones.
The next village he went to was quite filthy it was a den for various bandits. Women were being raped in public, by three to four men. They were brutally abused with scars strewn upon their chests. A man was crying while his wife was defiled before him. The woman`s eyes were completely devoid of hope. It further escalated to a young girl of 8 years of ravaged by pair of teenage bandits while they spoke profanities. The young girl was screaming for her mother.
That was not all; the man was seated at the center of the village thrusting his lower organ into a teenage beast girl while tears dripped from her eyes. The beast girl’s mother was defiled beside her by a man looking similar to the bandit leader presumably his brother. Slaves were beaten at the other side of the village, humans, elves, Halflings and beast’s tribe members were mixed in.
Lucifer ruthless watched it from the skies above, he didn`t care for the measly trash before him. Landing at the center of the location he could hear the bandit leader’s soft moans as he continuously thrusted his lower organ into the girl. All the bandits when they saw Lucifer were startled then their mouths turned into vulgar grins.
A bandit viciously licked his lower lips as he walked towards Lucifer; he unbuttoned his pants and exposed his nether region while walking towards Lucifer. The bandit a few inches from Lucifer spoke
“Brat, suck this or you are going to die” the bandit laughed while he pointed towards his region
At that instance a torrent of bloodlust formed inside Lucifer, gesturing at the bandit he pointed. The bandit at that moment grabbed onto his exposed region and tore it out, blood gushed out from the spot. The bandit screamed after noticing what he had done. Lucifer once again repeated his finger gesture. The bandit threw his nether organ into his mouth, then slowly chewed on it while crying. The bandit’s body was
unable to respond
Lucifer icy gaze landed onto all of them, the bandits had their flesh stripped to shreds by a unknown force. The prisoners and the slaves were trembling at the events that took place. The bodies of the bandits degenerated into particles that entered Lucifer pores and fused with the black ooze, empowering it.
“Thank you mi lord” A young boy walked towards Lucifer with tears in his eyes.
But with a bang the boy’s body exploded into pieces, screams erupted among the prisoners and slaves alike but they were blown to pieces the next moment. The village was left with not even bones that had been converted into particles to satisfy the black ooze that was empowering his abilities. His heart had now been thoroughly restructured but he still needed more.
The black ooze was being pumped around his body; it had latched onto his brain, slowly restructuring it. He kept mostly to villages so he wouldn`t roil up more trouble. The wormhole ability was now improved; he could create a miniature black hole sphere that could absorb everything out of existence within a 300 meter radius.
Creating portals had gotten fairly easy as he kept on absorbing people he had lost count after three hundred, his appetite hadn`t decreased a bit. Often in the villages he visited he would encounter bandits and rarely farmers. He could witness firsthand the sinister acts they resorted too but he didn`t differentiate, he killed anyone and anything in his way.
Villages were left with no signs of life, after a while the hunger subsided and he appeared once again in the forest. Creating a small shed out of earth essence he went in for a slumber for the changes to take place in his body.
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