Chapter 222: The mastermind (b)

"This is the fourth fucking time you're saying that."

King Wrath seemed pretty pissed at the harbinger of destruction. He wasn't in the wrong. Because of Ancient Demon Admiral Abhorrent, he had overturned the ecosystem of three floors of the monster's tower already. All to find the demon's heart, he had nearly exhausted itself to death. But each time, he came across desolation and not the thing he worked his ass for! If he didn't need to overturn the land, he would've already conquered the entire monster tower! The damn demon was intent on wasting his time!

"Come on, tiny human. Stop lashing out at me and focus on the task at hand. It won't do us any good if the owner of this place detects what we're doing and come here to stop us from getting to it!" Abhorrent retorted.

Its words indeed made sense.

"Shut up; I know that better than you." King Wrath replied.

He knew that they should not be wasting time bickering with each other.

After all, the owner of this tower could notice the abnormalities created by them at any time.

If that were to happen, extra trouble would fall on their shoulders.

"My mouth will close itself as long as I see you walking towards my heart."

King Wrath didn't mind fulfilling its conditions.

As long as it didn't cross his morals, he was fine with doing anything so that it would shut up.

Wrath grunted and entered the monster den.

According to the demon inside of him, the scent of its heart was coming from the center of this place.

He started walking towards the innermost area.

The monster den was smelly. Fresh dead bodies littered the ground, and blood trickled out of their bodies, making the scent in the air even more rusty and unpleasant. King Wrath wrinkled his nose in disgust. He felt as if he was walking in hell and smelling sulfur mixed with blood. The further he went inside, the thicker the smell got. Still, he didn't slow down. Instead, he increased the pace at which he was traveling.

The demon's heart was something too important to him. He couldn't give it up. Obtaining it would let him experience a significant surge in his strength. And that's what he needed the most right now.

After sprinting for a while and reaching the other end of a rather long corridor, King Wrath came across three passageways. Each of them might lead to different places, so he couldn't decide which one he should choose.

"Take the left."

The voice of Abhorrent sounded in his mind. The demon could smell the scent of its heart. This scent was so unique that it didn't share any similarities with other things. So, it was sure that taking the left route would lead them directly to its heart.

"Why am I just knowing that you can work like Eve?"

Eve like Noah, is a virtual assistant who mainly assists its owner in driving hover cars and spaceships.

"Who in hell's glorious name is Eve?" Said the demon. From its voice, he could tell that it was feeling offended. It was probably cursing him in its mind because he compared it to some other existence. The only reason it didn't swear at him was that he was moving towards its heart.

"Your ancestor!" King Wrath replied comically and then took the left route.

Time passed. King Wrath once again met a troublesome situation. This time he came across a dead end. After seeing the pinkish wall with mutated insects' eggs, and poop on it and remembering that it was the harbinger of devastation that led him to this place, his eyes twitched rapidly.

"It's a goddamn dead end!" He roared, wholly overtaken by anger.

"Don't apply so much pressure in your words, or you might end up shitting your pants next time."

"Fuck you. Come out and let me smash your face." King Wrath demanded.

The damned demon had worked him like a donkey ever since he entered the monster tower. The fault lied with him. He was too greedy for power, so he gave in to its enticing words. But now, he was regretting it. If only he hadn't listened to its terms, he would've conquered the monster tower and earned a lot of treasures and monster-slaying points.

Sadly, a person cannot recover spilled milk.

"Take three deep breaths, cool down, go back, and take the middle route." Abhorrent advised the youngster.

"No! Damn No! I'm tired of getting ordered by a deranged and damned bastard like you!" King Wrath said and punched the nauseating wall that was emitting a putrid smell that would kill any ordinary human and disgust any combatant to express his anger.

Bam!

His single punch carried so much strength that it shattered the wall and created a gust of wind that blasted everything afar, from the putrid smell and poop to the dirty eggs.

"Looks like we no longer need to take a round trip."

Hearing its words, King Wrath was a bit taken aback.

"Hmm?"

However, after he raised his head and looked ahead, a trace of clarity and happiness flashed across his eyes. Behind the wall was a massive spiral staircase that seemed to be leading to the eighteenth layer of hell. Because he shattered the wall, it got revealed to him. He looked upwards and only saw a ceiling with many spiders crawling on it.

Each of them was 3 meters tall and had eight blades like legs. Their nine pairs of ruby eyes reflected King Wrath's figure.

"Screech!" After emitting a shrill roar that would usually paralyze the target for several seconds, all of the spiders jumped towards him. Their salivating mouth made their intentions as clear as daylight. They wanted to bite his head off and chew on his limbs!

"Creatures that fail to recognize their place are truly disgusting."

Wrath humped to express his anger, and at the same time, poured ten hundred thousand units of demonic energy into his palm and waved one of his hands.