Chapter 1591 Hunting Soul Beasts

1591 Hunting Soul Beasts

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"SHAAAH!"

The Giant Frost Spiders came by the dozens, rapidly surrounding us. Each one was a literal giant, easily surpassing fifty meters of height, while the ghouls we fought before could only reach thirty meters. Fighting them was also slightly trickier, we had to quickly evade their frozen spiderwebs while making sure to not get hit by their freezing poison spits, which can poison a soul and slowly take away their Soul Ether, while also freezing it and weakening it the more time the poison spread through it. N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.

I constantly conjured Demonic Soul Barriers, made using my Demonic Soul to quickly shield against the poison and then tear them to shreds with a barrage of weapon attacks, Marchosias Demonic Spirit Weapons dealing the most damage due to the power of destroying souls they possessed.

Meanwhile, Miranda spread out barriers and tentacles of Mold, imbuing them with Demonic Spirit Energy so she could easily pierce through their soul exoskeletons, managing to parasitize a few and turning them into her temporary zombie soldiers, which we used to more easily navigate the Labyrinth made by these spiders and their freezing threads.

Benladann in the other case more actively protected our children with my father's support. Her soul and dragon form had received a tremendous upgrade after she was crowned as the Primordial Dragon Mother of Chaos Dragons, giving her further Soul Ether and defenses.

Her chaotic dragon breath, her powerful chaos magic, and her mighty axe, Hel, were used to easily tear through enemies that came from areas I couldn't easily cover with my own attacks and magic.

"Y-Yeah, it was the only evolution strong enough to actually be able to fight him back then. And it was disappointing to realize how weak I was when I defeated him, only to see it was a Divine Blood Clone." I sighed.

"Sangre... How strong is that child? He's not really my son, as he was born an egg your mother laid alone before meeting me." Fafnir sighed. "But I do feel the slight responsibility... To maybe become his stepfather. Would he ever accept such a pathetic man as myself?"

"You're not pathetic, father. You're strong." I laughed. "Don't look down on yourself so much. And about Sangre, I don't know... He's already old for such things, but if possible. If we can truly become a family again... It is worth a try. But before that, I doubt he'll ever allow any of this. The Demon King Seed inside of him will continue infecting his soul with dreadful energy and thoughts. Hell, he's probably already below the sin's influence. I'll need to give him more than just a beating to get him back to normal. And I don't even know what his "normal" even is!"

"Hmm..." Fafnir nodded. "Perhaps I could help you in that regard, but there are my own problems inside of Svartalfheim my mother had tasked me to solve now. A dispute between many of the still living Dark Dragons living there. There's a really problematic youngling that arrived. Someone that is stronger than anybody else and is beating the local Dragons and forcing them to become his servants under a powerful Curse."

"What? Why didn't you tell me that?! Who is he?" I asked.

"Hmm, his name is "Abyss", and he's really wicked. That brat, I don't even know where he came from." Sighed Fafnir. "But don't worry, we didn't tell you because you already got your own problems to solve! We can't just ask you to come help us. Also, it's not like the other Dark Dragons are letting that slide. We'll stop him, don't worry."

"A Dark Dragon as strong as him?" I wondered. "I do remember Emerald told me an evil dragon also beat him when he was flying in the skies. He had dark scales and possessed demonic magic. Could it be him?"

"Hmm, dunno. We'll have to see once I confront him." Fafnir shrugged.