Chapter 121: Curse Plague (24)

Chapter 121: Curse Plague (24)

Fluttering through the black curtains, the chill of the abyss swept in.nove(l)bi(n.)com

It was a cold wind that froze the soul.

A giant demon slowly emerged from there.

The black cloth fluttering behind it resembled the shape of wings.

The Reaper, Noua Zakanuba.

He looked around at the people surrounding him.

Those who met his gaze felt as if cold needles were piercing their lungs.

Even the circus members, unfamiliar with demons, could recognize him at a glance.

He was different from the demons that had appeared earlier.

It, isnt it time for us to run away?

I want to, b-but my feet are frozen

Their feet were suddenly covered in white frost.

Of course, these ice granules could be broken with force.

The problem was that their bodies had stiffened as well.

Like prey animals facing a predator, they couldnt even flinch.

As the demon approached them step by step, the chill intensified.

The blood-red gleam seeped through the cracks in his skull helmet, scrutinizing them.

His gaze soon fixed on the two men and women who radiated hostility towards him.

He opened his mouth as he looked at them.

Surprisingly, fluent human words flowed from his mouth.

Its been a while since someone reached this far.

While the members were surprised, the two exorcists remained calm.

They already knew that high-ranking demons could speak.

It was just a fact they never wanted to confirm.

High-ranking demons were feared even by experienced exorcists.

They hoped never to encounter one if possible.

Noua Zakanuba was such a powerful demon that he earned the nickname of the Reaper.

To stand against him at this level, at least four out of six trackers had to gather.

But currently, there were only two of them, and Valentina had overused her sanctity, leaving her in an unfit state.

If they fought, it would be their defeat.

What an interesting combination. Is a disciple of the demon working together with a priest of light?

His tone and attitude were extremely polite.

His voice was as soft and delicate as that of a human woman.

Despite resembling those slaughter rabbits, the atmosphere he emitted was completely different.

The members harbored a glimmer of hope.

He dont seem like a bad demon, does he?

Perhaps he intends to spare us?

Yeah, lets not judge by appearances Thats not what we should do, right?

Ella sighed inwardly at their naive words.

She wondered if they had ever seen a kind demon begging for mercy.

Why have you appeared here?

The Reapers response to Bayerns question was exactly what Ella had feared.

Didnt my kids show you first? Its been a long time since I tasted human blood and flesh. I want to enjoy it a little.

The members bones turned to jelly at the sight of the demons nonchalant words that didnt match his kind voice.

Ella muttered to herself, Well, thats it.

Hey, cant you give us a break, just by looking at the face of this disciple In a broader sense, arent we on the same side?

Bayerns forced words sounded like squeezing out something.

The demon chuckled at the idea.

To be on the same side Thats not a fitting explanation. We and the Abyssal Chiral share the same space. If we were to liken it, the Abyssal Chiral is like residents who own houses in the neighborhood, and we are like wild animals living in that neighborhood. We mainly roam the alleys and fields, but occasionally, we also enter houses to live Do you understand?

Interesting. Then what are we?

Mages You are the livestock raised by residents in the neighbourhood. Thats why we try not to touch you as much as possible. If the owner comes out with a club saying hell catch the wild animal that harmed his livestock, we also have a hard time.

The ground shook and the spear of light illuminated the darkness.

While the two were frozen in time, the members of the group pulled the unconscious Womon using Yuraknes rope.

Its over Its really over now

What do we do, Vice-Director?

For now lets retreat. This is not our fight to intervene in.

But the Reaper didnt let them escape. He moved the black cloth fluttering behind him to push the two exorcists aside, then swung his scythe forcefully again.

It was similar to the technique he used at first.

But the size of the black shockwave created by the scythes trajectory was different.

A huge shockwave, tens of meters long, formed.

The Reaper reassured those looking at him with astonished faces in a friendly tone.

Hmm! Expanding the range weakened the intensity. You will wake up from the nightmare after a little while.

The black blade swept through the field in front of the village.

It was an attack with an unavoidable range.

Those hit by the blade confronted their worst memories.

Yurakne remembered the day her husband died, while other members recalled days when their hearts were scarred by their deformities, when Bayern killed his own father, when Valentina stole and cooked the villages dogs with other novices from the monastery, only to be punished by the monks.

Everyone except the two exorcists fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

The Reaper gasped for breath, looking at the exorcists staring at him, and chuckled.

Not bad at all. Shall we sweat a little more?

Just until dawn.

They both rushed towards the Reaper with all their might.

The fight was over in just 10 minutes.

Valentina, who had exhausted her scarce sacred power, was knocked unconscious by the Reapers scythe, and Bayern, slashed by the Reapers claws, fell to the ground covered in blood.

Thanks to the last skill he used, the Reapers scythe, which could be held, turned into a scythe that could not be held.

He left the scythe on the ground and stood up.

Noua Zakanuba looked around the battlefield, enjoying his spoils.

After sucking in happy memories by stabbing and slashing with the scythe, his feast was to devour the humans who had become decrepit due to the darkness.

His power was not infinite.

He would use the humans here as food as soon as he could hold the scythe.

As he looked around the field, he fixed his gaze on one spot.

He sensed the energy behind the carriage.

Oh, you pretended to be unconscious earlier.

Cold sweat formed on Ellas back as she crouched behind the carriage.

With only her pure martial arts skills, she was the best among the people here.

She had twisted her body to barely dodge his attack when he unleashed the shockwave earlier.

And while the fight was going on, she had secretly crawled behind the carriage and hidden.

She thought she had deceived him, but it seemed that his sensitive senses had caught her.

He approached the carriage with silent steps, incongruous with his large build.

At first, it was difficult to detect the faint energy, but now I understand. This aura that seems like a Demon but not a Demon.

He stood in front of the carriage where Ella was hiding.

She tried to take out the ghost mask from her pocket to wear it, but she couldnt find it.

It must have fallen out when she dodged the shockwave earlier.

He continued talking whether she responded or not.

Ive heard rumors. Stories of a mad scientist who collected cells of the Demonds to create fake apostles. I heard he made a few Are you one of them?

The Reaper swung his claw.

He didnt intend to kill his opponent.

He adjusted his strength enough to cut her waist halfway.

Ella tried to dodge his attack, but her body didnt respond as she intended.

The chill emanating from him stiffened her body.

She closed her eyes tightly at the sight of the claw flashing before her.

Please support the novel on Novel Updates

Join our discord for latest updates and information