Chapter 635 Camilla's Fear

Chapter 635 Camilla's Fear

They say that in one's hour of need, life flashes before their very eyes. Whoosh! It all happened too fast, yet very slowly.

Everyone watched the scenes unfold in slow motion, as all being behind the hideous Camilla, now rushed forward with greenish saliva. Hiss!~

They sucked in their breaths, wanting to become one with the doors and everything else, if it meant not getting eaten. "Hell! Help! HELP!!!"

"Are you all bloody deaf out there? Help! HELP US ALREADY!"

Their cries continued to bellow out, as they pinched themselves in an attempt to wake up from this gruesome nightmare. Please, anyone... if you save them, they'd be willing to even give their savior their kidneys. Science was all a lie! Science had been receiving them all this time. Several people wanted refunds for the many years they lived in the dark, oblivious to the true dangers around them. Like so, despite their loss in faith, they began praying to the God of Science, making all prayers they swore to keep. 'God of Science... I know you're out there. But I want you to show me a sign, showing me that you are truly real.' 'God of Science, I swear that if you appear, I will shave my own head and abstain from women and meat for the next 20 years... no... make that 10... 5...2....1... Erm, can we make it month— weeks?'

Dammit! "How dare you interfere with my meal? Do you know–" Bam! Dorian didn't even let her finish her catch a breath. In a flash he was before her, pulling out sword from a coin and slashing at her there without mercy. Boom! Camilla smacked into the far wall like a fly, feeling the taste of her own blood in her mouth. So painful! Her pupils widened 5 times their size, not believing the pain she was currently undergoing. Unlike the other times when Dorian plays around with his 'victims' before killing them, Dorian was serious about getting rid of her fast. So there was no playing time here. He appeared before her with full intentions of exorcizing her where they liked it or not. Camilla suddenly lost complete control of the space, making it turn fat worse than its already rundown appearance. Ahhhh! The floors, the walls and everything else was filled and centered with bones and rotting corpses and stretched out of the walls to beg for freedom from their suffering. "No, no, you get away from me!" The onlookers were petrified, crawling away from the doors, almost pushing the exorcists who were now protecting them. Why them? Why were they the ones who had to be selected for tonight's celebrations? Several people looked at the many battle scenes unfolding before their very eyes, praying that they, humans, will win no matter the cost. Heck! Even if it means the exorcists dying with these creatures, then so be it. They were all very greedy for life, and wanted to live no matter who had to be sacrificed to make that happen. Bam!

Camilla now found herself below Dorian, in a position she was very familiar with.

Before her demise, her brother had stood on top of her in this manner, with one leg on the ground and one leg on her chest. He had the same expressionless face, except her brother's was also filled with disgust and fleeting fury in his glassy eyes.

. 'What's going on?' Camilla questioned, after getting setbacks time and time again. No! Something's not right. Camilla was truly happy she used to be a former human in her last life. There was a saying that one must live to fight another day rather than completely lose in death. Her human side came to play because unlike underworld creatures who would still keep their ego on top and their regenerative abilities and chance for revenge as their Trump cards... She, Camilla, knew when to trust and listen to her instincts. And now, it was telling her one thing – RUN!

Camilla did exactly what her mind was instructing, vanishing from the scene milliseconds before Dorian's cool could pin her down. Dorian's eyes turned cold, taking out the spare key and inserting it into the space Camilla vanished from. Sure enough, the doorway would disappear if he didn't have another key.

This was a space made by Beelzebub himself. Marching in, Dorian narrowed his gaze at the jaw-dropped Camilla who seemed dumbfounded by his sudden emergence into her private space "You—" He has the spare key. At this moment she knew Dorian had come to completely eradicate her from the surface of the planet. So how could she not panic? 'No! I must get to the defensive room Lord Beelzebub made. ' Only in there, will she be truly safe.