Chapter 660 Revenge

Chapter 660 Revenge

Sizzling.

This was the sound that permeated the entire space, followed by the loud, rhythmic sound of intense slaps.

On one side of the domain, high in the sky, a monstrous beast shrouded in a dark aura struggled fiercely against an uncountable number of fiery tendrils that restrained his entire body.

Alvis, engulfed in darkness, called upon his ultimate power to break free, but to no avail—the fire only tightened its grip, straining his bones until they cracked. The darkness surrounding him dwindled, and an unimaginable pain wracked his body.

A guttural scream echoed across the hellish domain as Alvis cried out, but the fire only grew stronger.

On the other side of the domain, the relentless, rhythmic sound of slapping continued unabated.

The vitality of a grandmaster+ rank was staggering.

At this point, Ronad's face was nothing more than blackened bones, yet he was still alive and breathing.

Eventually, Avalon ceased his relentless barrage and lifted Ronad by the neck in a vise-like grip.

Fire abruptly engulfed Ronad, and his healing process was sped up. Minutes passed, and Ronad's destroyed face was fully restored. However, he appeared disoriented.

"Ariel Ravenstein... do you remember him?"

Ronad's disoriented expression twisted into a scowl as he heard Avalon's cold voice, the memories of the torment he had just endured flooding back.

But Ronad was a grandmaster+ rank, a man who had endured worse torments in his life. His lips curled into a mocking grin as he stared at Avalon, an action he immediately regretted.

Another wave of fire enveloped Ronad, but this time, it didn't accelerate his healing. A deafening scream of pain resounded across the space as Ronad was slowly burned by the flames. It was a pain unlike any he had ever experienced.

He had been burned before, but Avalon's flames were hotter—infinitely worse. The pain was excruciating, magnified tenfold, and it was slow, agonizingly so.

Ronad screamed at the top of his lungs, the pain unbearable. He struggled, but was unable to move even an inch.

This scene went on for hours, with Ronad's mind slipping more times than he could count. During this time, Avalon simply stood by, his face expressionless, not uttering a single word.

The pain threshold of grandmasters was immense, but it wasn't infinite. Ronad had always enjoyed inflicting pain on others, and while he was used to enduring pain himself, this was crossing a line he had never experienced.

As more hours passed, Ronad began shouting the answer Avalon wanted, but the flames continued, turning Ronad's life into a living hell.

Finally, the flames ceased, and Ronad's charred body hit the scorching ground. Avalon asked once more,

"Ariel Ravenstein... do you remember him?"

Ronad nodded slowly, but it wasn't the type of response Avalon wanted.

Another wave of fire engulfed Ronad, his screams echoing through the space for hours until Avalon finally stopped.

He asked once more, "Ariel Ravenstein... do you remember him?"

"Y-yes!" Ronad immediately responded.

"Did you kill him with your own hands, or were there others?"

"I-I alone."

Avalon nodded. "Apologize to him."

Ronad paused, completely baffled. Even after all the torture and pain he had endured, even though he knew that doing this would make things worse, he just couldn't help himself.

Atticus froze. He had been hoping to avoid this part by steering the conversation toward something serious. But it seemed that wasn't going to be easy.

Atticus sighed, wondering where to even start. "Dad, it wasn't my fault. I—"

"Wait. Start from the beginning. Where are we, and how did you get here?"

"The Abyssal Chasm. Grandfather's training," Atticus answered.

Avalon's eyes widened. The Abyssal Chasm? The same Abyssal Chasm where an army of master+ ranks went in and were almost wiped out? What the hell was his 16-year-old son doing here!?

As Avalon was about to speak, he suddenly remembered the arm of the grandmaster+ rank that Atticus had cut off, and a surge of pride filled his body, causing him to chuckle. However, he quickly regained his composure.

"That means the Obsidian Order has been hiding in the chasm all these years. How did you find them?"

"I stumbled on one of their hunting teams while I was hunting," Atticus explained.

Avalon nodded; it all made sense. His father sent Atticus here, and he found the Obsidian Order, who had been hiding in the chasm for years.

But something still nagged at him. No grandmaster could enter the Abyssal Chasm, and during their experiments, teleportation had already been attempted and failed. So how had he managed to enter?

Atticus hadn't considered this possibility before; otherwise, he might not have been so willing to use this as his last card.

"Alright, alright, so how did you cut off his arm?" Avalon's eyes lit up as he stared at Atticus, eager to hear the story.

Atticus chuckled before recounting the events. He left out certain details, particularly relating to the Katana's world and Cedric, instead focusing on his exosuit.

Avalon laughed boisterously afterward, clearly delighted by his son's power and talent. He couldn't wait to brag about it!

"How are you feeling?" Atticus suddenly asked after Avalon had stopped laughing, causing Avalon to smile wryly.

'That's right, he saw everything,' Avalon thought before responding, "Empty."

"Empty?"

Avalon nodded. "After Ariel died, all I could think about was getting revenge. But now that I've finally done that, I feel... empty. In the end, revenge is all about satisfying myself. It doesn't change what happened to Ariel, nor does it bring him back."

Atticus silently pondered before speaking, "But that man deserved everything that happened to him, right?"

Avalon smiled and ruffled Atticus's hair. "True, but honestly, if I had to choose between getting revenge and getting Ariel back, I would choose the latter in a heartbeat. Revenge isn't worth it if you're going to lose something important in return. Remember that, Atticus."

Atticus fell silent, unable to respond. Avalon's words stung deeply, touching on a fear he had kept hidden.

He wanted to exact his revenge on a being who could literally reincarnate people. It was dangerous on so many levels.

He could end up losing his life or, worse, the lives of his family.

'Should I really be focused on revenge?' Atticus thought, but he shook his head, deciding to think about it later.

"On a more serious note, son, let's make sure your mom doesn't hear anything about this, okay?"

Atticus froze, unable to imagine what would happen if his mother found out what had occurred.

He nodded his head frantically, causing Avalon to burst into laughter. Atticus also chuckled, shaking his head.

Afterward, they talked about random things, with Avalon mentioning that he had been present during Atticus's battle with the other Apex.

All the while, a large beast screamed in pain high above the air.

Soon enough, they finished speaking, and it was time to say goodbye.